A religious deluge of investigators all coming from different faiths...

Dear Family and Friends,

Devin got married!!! I'm fine that I wasn't there because him and I are both fulfilling our duties. He's starting an eternal family, and I'm still preparing myself to be worthy man like him, then start a family when I return to Madagascar in my 60's. Devin is a wonderful guy, and Rachel is a wonderful woman. I remember falling asleep while watching Maze Runner at Rachel's dorm thinking, "Devin and Rachel got some kinda chemistry, heh heh." (in an Elvis voice kinda) But as I learned in Chemistry class, there is reversible chemistry and irreversible chemical reactions. Though that's not very romantic sounding, I do know Devin and Rachel are and will be together forever. Love you Darwin!

Great week! We kind of had a religious deluge of investigators all coming from different faiths that attended church yesterday--J-Dubs, Pentecostal, Adventist n' the whole bunch. When commenting, the Pentecostal guy, standing up, would slowly crank up the volume to an uncomfortable, medium yell, not fully blasting off, noticing everybody seemed a bit uncomfortable when he talked. But as what Elder Stromberg calls him, he's a "baller." Anyways, works going great! And I'm loving my area.

Singin' a Solo

I got weaseled into doing a solo at our church. Our ward choir is doing a special number for the Ward Conference coming up on July 30th. And Sister Tatamo showed me and requested I do what seemed like a simple two-line solo, and I was like, "Oh easy! I totally was a church youth choir star! I'll rock this for you Sister Tatamo!"

The next week, I had a lump in my throat as she approached with the rest of the solo to me, which happened to 3 pages. She laughed really hard at my complete horror. I tried to refuse, but she used a really good proverb that basically said I would be a horrible person if I backed out. This one of the first times I'm genuinely going to ask you guys to pray for me haha.

Didn't Know How to React

Went on a split with a certain elder who is known as being superlatively quiet. I say superlative because apparently he got a superlative in high school for being the "Most Polite" guy in the school, which basically means most quiet. Well, Elder Stromberg and I took a 1 hour bus ride early in the morning to get to their area, switch comps and hop back into the areas. Upon arrival, we went to go eat some yogurt and bread in lil' roadside shop. First thing this Elder does is spill a little bit of yogurt on the table. What he should have done is let it be, accept it's spilled cultured milk. Nevertheless, his crushing shyness caused him to experience a mini-panic attack; he takes the yogurt cup and starts spreading/rubbing the yogurt around on the table. I tried to laugh it off with him, but he just gave me a wince that looked like he was in pain. So I stopped laughing. 

It was an odd split. I learned what gets him talking though--Disney movies and high-quality haircuts. He even smirked a bit when I told him looked "fresh" with his new haircut.

Love you all!

Elder Soper