We've had a very, very rough transfer and no one had come to church for all seven weeks. But this week we had stumbled back into a micronesian guy named Moses and his Sister, San San. They had been waiting for us for a long time haha but we had forgotten, but they were probably the most prepared people I have ever met on my mission. We invited them to church, and prayed a lot in the hopes that they would come. A miracle ensued, and San San brought 3 friends so we were able to have 4 people at church that day. We were able to see the fruits of our labors at the very last second, and those people are doing really well.
Also this week we got kicked out of a trailer park in the cold night and the owner made us walk down the freeway or he said he was going to call the cops if we didn't, so we had an opportunity to take a picture of the Ottumwa sign!
