Monday, February 23, 2015

Scharfmacher!


 

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(Barom, in the middle, is the Sisters investigator from Iran from Bremerhaven area.)

 

Moin, sehr geehrte Damen und Herren!

Welcome to another episode of this week’s Bremerhaven missionary adventures. Except it seems that there is never really a real beginning to these letters because my mind goes blank the minute I start to write them which is not too good because I do not have a ton of time to type today. But going forward this week wasn't too bad other than we didn't find anybody new. Although it was kind of an eventful week or as much as a missionary can really say. On a more related note last week was the last week of the transfer and I am staying in Bremerhaven with my companion, he is actually the first companion that I will be staying with for more than just one transfer. It is actually interesting because our district is undergoing a big change in people. Elder Pilling and I are actually the only companionship that is not changing in our district. Even one of the sisters here in Bremerhaven is leaving and she was only here for this last transfer. It is okay though because the missionaries in our district needed to be straightened out a little so hopefully this change will lead down a better path.

When it comes to missionary work we didn't do too bad this week. We managed to find an old investigator and committed him to baptism. It was kind of cool too because we walked with him all the way to the beach and taught him there on a bench by the coast. And then we finally got back in contact with the Serbian family that we lost contact with because they were on vacation and recommitted them to baptism because they were not going to be ready for their baptismal date that was set for this coming weekend and also if you see any of the pictures that I have sent. We also went to Bremen with some of our investigators to go see a baptism which always got to love those.  We even asked Paul afterwards if that was something he still wanted to do. And he said yes so of course Elder Pilling and I are very excited to hear that he is still excited to get baptized himself.

Something else that has been good this week is that we were able to keep in good contact with a lot of our investigators and finally had some more people come to church. The gospel principles class that we missionaries teach was actually pretty bumping this last Sunday. And we even set up an activity night at the church to take place every Friday night. Unfortunately none of the members showed up to it this time. haha but at least some investigators did.

Oh and here is a little story about something that happened just yesterday. So last night Elder Pilling and I arrived a little late to our apartment because of the bus schedule on Sundays. But we get there and we get to our door and I try to put the key into the door but it won't go in. So of course I am a little bothered by that and frustrated feeling like an idiot because I can't even put a key into a key hole. But after a couple annoying attempts, I decide to check the key hole and then when i look inside it. It looks like a little metal rod has been shoved into the keyhole so you can't put your key in it, or worse yet not even get inside your apartment. And when we look above into the little window it looks like a light is on inside. And we were 98% sure that neither of us left a light on. So we were both curious as to whether someone broke into our house or if someone was in there right then. So we decide to call the zone leaders to tell them that we are late and that we are also not really locked out but sabotaged out of our apartment. And then they told us to call the A.P.'s (Assistants to the President) and then eventually the Mission President called us and by then we had walked outside behind the apartment building to look into the back windows of our apartment to see if anyone was in there or if there really was a light on. And it didn't look like anyone was in there or that there was any light on at all. So that weirded us out even more. But then we just had to figure out where we would spend the night and we were calling all these members and the president was gonna call members for us. But luckily I was able to dig out the nail that was shoved into our keyhole with a pen. Which we then cautiously opened our door and checked all the rooms to make sure no one really was there. There was also no light on it was just an illusion from the light in the hallway. So yeah I guess it was either just some punk or some neighbor that doesn't like us because we are Mormon or American or something. Haha but that was a little experience from this week.

So in ending this letter I want to touch up on something that I talked a little bit about last week. In regards to why a missionary is sent to where he is sent and why he gets the experiences that he gets while on a mission. A little light was shed on it for me while I was reading in Jeremiah. SO Jeremiah, like Mormon, was called to labor among a people for whom there was no hope because they refused to repent, and "the day of grace was passed with them, both temporally and spiritually." Mormon, after witnessing the destruction of the Nephite nation, cried out for his people. Here was a righteous man, one of the best, lamenting over his people who were so blind, so foolish, so spiritually dead. Jeremiah as well mourned for his people's wickedness. You may think of Jeremiah as a harsh man as you read his harsh words against the Jewish people and the lives that they were living, but he was not. His motivation as well as Mormon's was love. A Prophet does not select where and when he serves. God chooses when and to whom a prophet is sent. One may be an Enoch and build Zion, or a David O. McKay and preside over the Church in times of peace and prosperity. Another may be a Mormon or a Jeremiah and try in vain to save a rebellious and corrupt people. Each has his calling. Each has his time. Each has his own lesson for you to learn. So just as it is with the prophets it is likewise for the missionaries. Each missionary has his own lesson that he needs to learn and his own role in the great plan that God has prepared for us. So as long as a missionary strives with all his heart, he will fulfill exactly was God's will demands. Hopefully I can keep myself filled with such thoughts as my mission continues forward.

Tschüss,

Elder Foster

 

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

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Moin moin!

Well I finally sent some pictures to you guys’ haha the ones with me actually in them are from my companion's camera too. I am very bad at actually getting my camera out and taking pictures. Hopefully I can rectify that in the future so that you can have something to look at and so that I can have something to look back on someday. Haha but anyway, this week was like most other weeks I guess nothing huge as of yet but definitely something in our future. Recently I have just been thinking upon the mission itself. Like why was I sent here and other people sent to other places? What do I need to learn while I am here and who do I need to find? My companion has told me a lot of the goings on in other missions where his friends serve. Like for instance one of his friends is serving in Thailand and they have a mandatory rule where they have to do at least two hours of finding a day. And oh how he hates that rule. And all we are thinking is what?! Give me that rule any day. We are lucky if we only have to do 2 hours of finding a day. And even when they go finding they ask questions like...."Do you want to be baptized?" or "Do you want to repent?" And they find plenty of people just doing that. Or he has another friend in Chile who has house-maids to cook and clean for him. Then I think about missions in West and Eastern Europe (that includes Russia), and it truly is a whole different kind of work. Same message, same gospel, same church, I am not trying to diverge from that. It's just a whole different type of hard work shall we say, not to take away from missionaries serving in other parts of the world. It just makes you think, what would you be willing to give up to find people who are ready to accept the gospel? Because I myself would gladly give up the first world comforts if it meant I got to teach more people. There is just something that each and every missionary needs to learn while on his mission, something personal, something sacred, something he/she needs to achieve or acquire or above all something that we need to give ourselves. -haha random thoughts of a missionary serving in Germany-

Anyway, back to what actually happened this week and not just what went on in my head at some random point. Alright let’s just start going off on random things and see if it goes somewhere. Something interesting that actually happened to us this week is that 3 people actually talked to us today and wanted to meet with us that is kind of random to say the least. Although one of them we already had an appointment with and I am not quite sure of him just yet. He has apparently read the Book of Mormon a couple of times as well as Doctrine and Covenants and The Pearl of Great Price already. And he says that he believes in the Book of Mormon but for some reason not Joseph Smith being a prophet or their being prophets at all in fact. So we will see how that goes I guess. One of the other guys is actually a Jehovah's Witness....but he is not active at least! But he actually seems the most promising so we shall see.

Okay something on a more language related subject. So we met this guy whose name is Willy and he owns a little American food somewhat stand thing right next to Penny (a grocery store) on Rickmer Str. in Bremerhaven. And he is from Georgia and has been in Germany for the last 25-30 years. He is one cool guy but oh goodness when one of his German friends came up and started talking to him, in German naturally. He has such a bad American accent when he speaks German. And unfortunately this isn't a rare occurrence but in fact a lot of Americans and missionaries have it and oh it is not pretty to hear. So that’s a little fun fact for you about German it is actually not a very easy language to pronunciate or acquire an accent for. The same goes for all the other foreigners so Americans aren't alone although I haven't heard it as bad from anyone else.

So last week we had Valentinstag as you all already know and of course my companion and I didn't really celebrate it in any way but Paul one of our investigators did come to the church and made us Indian food! Oh it was sooooo good; it was a nice change of all the usual foods that we eat. You don't get a whole lot of opportunities to eat what some people would call exotic foods I guess. Oh and something else related to food as well. The missionaries in Bremerhaven so my companion and the sisters companionship are doing Ninja week which means....that for an entire week they are going to eat nothing but rice and sleep on the floor with no blankets or pillows. It is there attempt at losing weight, something of which I am quite convinced I will never have to worry about while being on mission.

One last thing from this week is that when we were in Cuxhaven for the first time in about a month, we were meeting with one of our investigators. And his girlfriend is actually the mother in law of the branch president. And for some reason she decided to tell us about all the problems the branch president's family was having. So basically she told us far far too much then what we should've or even wanted to hear. There is something about being a missionary that just makes people want to say crazy things to you. Every day I am surprised what people will say to us on the streets or in their homes. Or I am just really confused because it makes no sense whatsoever. And it is not because I can't understand the language if that is what you are thinking.

One thing I am sure of is that the mission is definitely an interesting and worthwhile experience when it is done with the right intentions and for the right reasons—The Lord’s work. I am glad I am here and I only hope that I can live in crescendo and above all bring myself and others closer unto Christ.

Tschüss,

Elder Foster