MLC Moonwalking

Yo everybody

This week we had MLC, an all-day meeting that we have to go to in Iowa City every transfer. Once again I drove the Transfer van and it was a great time. It wasn't as eventful as last time but it was still good. 

Afterwards, we went to some district councils and relayed some information to the missionaries that President Badger got from a Mission Leadership seminar with the North America Central Area leadership. The Work is hastening.

After a District Council in Osceola, we found out that the District Leader's phone had been without service for days. We called President Badger and he told that companionship to hang with us for a bit while they tried to fix it. So we were left with an undefined amount of time in Osceola. Osceola is one of the great spanish population centers of southwestern Iowa, and I haven't really taught in Spanish for a long time. So we split up to search for clues and find mountains of people for the Osceola sisters to teach. Me and two other missionaries rolled up to a trailer park and talked to a couple who was fixing their car. They were both nice and one of them was really interested. So we set up a return appointment and got their information. After we said a prayer, I asked if there were any spanish speakers who lived in the trailer park and they informed me that they were the only people that spoke english. I felt like I just chose the right door on "Lets make a deal" or something. I was Ecstatic. So I spent the better part of an hour wandering around in this trailer park sharing the gospel I love with people from Mexico, Guatemala, you name it. My joy was full.

Later in the week, temperatures plummeted to the teens and snow came. Elder broby and I went out and knocked literally all day. We knocked till our knuckles bled. After like hour 5 of knocking trailer doors, Elder Broby and I decided to make the next door an interesting one. Elder Broby can moonwalk, so I challenged him to moonwalk on someone's porch. The next door we knocked, a burly bearded dude whipped open the door and immediately began yelling at us and told us he wasn't interested. As he started to swing the door closed I yelled "Wait wait wait!", which caused him to wait a little before slamming the door. Elder Broby then said "Check it out" and moonwalked across the guy's porch. Then he slammed the door. I'll tell my grandchildren that story haha

It was a good week. It felt good to come in at night with numb and bleeding knuckles, I love being a missionary. Theres nothing I'd rather be doing than sharing the truth with the people of Iowa. 

I love you all a lot!