Hey Everyone!
This week has been crazy. I have helped two lost children (well not children. One was 12 and lost his parents, and one was 14, and didn't make it with his ward group on time to Savior of the World). On Saturday, a group of the elders who had missed out on a mission planned activity the day before, were able to watch Remember the Titans in the Assistants' apartment, and had pizza and food and crap and it was amazing. Watching the movie made me realize how much I miss music, like actual, good, soul music, and made me look forward to being able to listen to it again. It was great.
Sunday was pretty routine, and I had a good time at both Music and the Spoken Word, and at church. I am really excited for the two-hour block, because as a District Leader, I will be able to hold an extra district meeting, and I will be able to cater it for the needs of my district members. I am pretty stoked for it.
I have had some really cool spiritual experiences that have helped me see the Lord's hand in me being here, and has helped me grow to greater love for the people I am serving, and serve with.
One of these experiences was helping a patron in the FHL with scanning family pictures. I actually felt like a real missionary, because while I was helping this patron with the scanning machines, she talked to me about the gospel, and we had a really amazing discussion. She herself is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and has a daughter on a mission, but it was one of the best conversations I have had while here on my mission. We discussed how a person can truly become converted to the gospel, and what true conversion looks like.
Today we had the opportunity to go and do an endowment session at the Salt Lake Temple, and before the session started, I was praying to feel known. To feel like I am supposed to be here. To feel like Father is aware of me. After I had finished saying my prayer, one of the temple workers came up to me and started to talk to me. This amazing brother is from Tonga, and had the thickest Tongan accent. I felt so at home, and full of peace and love. It was amazing.
I am seeing improvement in my district, and how they interact with other missionaries outside of the apartment, and with how they have been treating others. So that is good.
Love you all, and I hope that everything is going well.
Love,
Elder Bartholomew
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