we decided to make some changes to the Spanish program in this
mission. Between all of the Spanish missionaries, we were finding
around 144 new investigators each week which is awesome. The problem
though, is that we were having a hard time getting people to progress.
Hispanics are awesome and they are always open to hear the word of
God. So we would teach them, but then we could never get back in with
them for various reasons. So we decided that in order to count someone
as an actual investigator, we now have to teach them twice before they
can be counted. That way we can see if they are legit, and we can find
the people who are really ready to listen and make changes in their
lives. The week we made that decision, everyone's numbers went down.
This week though, we saw a lot of miracles as a result of this change.
On Wednesday, we had some time so we decided to knock some doors. We
went to the same street of apartments that we always work at because
it's one of the only areas with Hispanics. We decided to start
knocking some buildings that we don't usually go around. The first
door answered, wasn't interested. The second one, nobody answered. We
knocked the third and this big, friendly guy opens up. His name is
Christian. He informs us that he was just reading a bunch of stuff on
cults and crazy religious things when we knocked on his door. We ended
up talking to him on his porch for about 45 minutes and he told us
that we could go back the next day!
We ended up meeting him at the library where we got to talking. He
opened up a lot and told us that he doesn't think us knocking on the
door was a coincidence because he had been praying for a while, and
that had answered his prayers. He then told us he normally never
answers the door for random people, but he felt different that day. We
ended up teaching him that day, and the next day too. He has started
reading in the BOM and loves it!
When we invited him to church with us and he told us that maybe he
would come, but he has had bad experiences in the past and he was
pretty scared. We tried contacting him Sunday morning, but no answer.
Church began and about 10 minutes later, we see him at the door in a
purple shirt and tie with his Book of Mormon in hand. He told us that
he hadn't planned on going that day and that he hadn't wanted to, but
he had felt an impression that he needed to! He ended up having a good
time and loving what he heard.
He is so humble, so kind, and so prepared! And he loves the Utah Jazz,
so that makes him even better! I am so grateful that I got to
experience this miracle and meet him!
The church is true!
Love,
Hermana Rupp