I Got Hit by a Car

So like the subject says, I got hit by a car this week. A taxi to be exact. All the taxis here are dented way bad because they hit a lot of people probably. So I'm going along this street down the city here of Naze (which is what our area is called, so if I ever say Naze, just know that that's the city we live in) and there's a blind turn because of this building on the side and this taxi pulls out of nowhere and I hit his front wheel because I didn't have time to break and flew onto of his hood, but luckily I had some football instincts kick in and I
lowered my shoulder and hit that car harder than I hit anybody on the field. I got off the car, and his hood was smashed in and so was the side of the car because we hit each other pretty darn hard. His hubcap came off and was rolling around on the side. He asked me if I was okay and I said yeah, because I was completely find. My knee kind of hurt a little bit because I think I kneed the side of his car pretty hard and ruined that, but after we cleared up the fact that I was okay, he popped open his hood, and just punched out the dent like twice, and
"fixed" it like he had done that a hundred times before, and then we shook hands and he left. The dent was like half as small, but still. So there's a good story for you mom to share with your missionary mom lunch thing. I wish I got a picture of that car because he's probably
going to need to get some body work done on that thing. It's not everyday you collide with a two hundred pound American on a mountain bike. He's probably done it a few times before though.

Anyways, this week was way fun. We have a new, progressing investigator named Kengo. He's a young dad and we taught him lesson three last week. We tried visiting again on Saturday but his wife said he wasn't there but wanted to talk to us and come back again. We came back but he was having so much fun with his little kids so he asked us to come back today. So we're going back today and we feel like we need to emphasize that baptism isn't the last step, but priesthood and ultimately temple sealing with his family. We both felt like that before we even discussed what we were going to teach, so we'll see how that goes.

We have an investigator/friend who I won't say their name, but she wanted to talk to us and it turns out she's having a hard time in her life right now. We talked for a while at the church and it turns out that she's willing to join the church and even says that everybody has their own time to join the church, but she's afraid of what's going to happen at home kind of a thing. She's married. She texts us the next day that she had a dream, and in that dream she was crying, and that God told her one word, and that was "forgive." So she's going to forgive somebody that she needs to forgive that has been very rude in her family, and she wanted Book of Mormon scriptures on forgiveness. She then downloaded the bible app onto her phone and asked us to send bible scriptures too. She wants to join the church and she knows that she's ready, she's just afraid of the repercussions. She's so awesome! She told us about all of the times that she has felt the spirit in her life and God's love testify to her, but she just never felt that it was the right time. I think we're the first missionaries she ever told this to too because now the time is right. So we all fasted for her yesterday to be able to overcome this trial and we'll see what happens.

Anyways, there's some other cool stories like walking five miles without dinner to make an appointment and things like that but I think this suffices for this week.

I love you all!

Elder Tschirki

We did some service for a less active and cleared off her stairs that go up the side of "her mountain." The stairs looked like the rest of the picture, and we're not even half way done with what she wants us to do ha. 

 

Amami

Zone training from a couple weeks ago with the Egans. #NazeSquad 

Our new beyblade friends.