We’re coming to the end of the transfer here in Frankfurt Germany. My companion is freaking out about how little time he has left on the mission and I’m only 6 weeks behind him. If I was a Sister missionary I’d be going back to Texas next Thursday. But let’s focus on today because it’s more interesting.
I thought I be a bit more informative on the actual work we’re doing here, and the people were able to work with. Just goes to show that despite the fact we’re two American white boys, anybody can become friends.
We have a wonderful lady from Senegal who loves the gospel but her family is very against it. She gives all the elders nicknames. She named me Mr. Strong and my companion is Mr. Tired, while the Elder before me was Mr. Dangerous. She also has an adorable little boy who just learned to walk. He’s nicknamed Mr. Problem :)
We have another fellow from Iran who is new to Christianity. He loves the Bible but is reluctant to accept the BoM. He is one of the funniest dudes. He learned English from watching Game of Thrones. We also have this new convert family who are just straight fire. They are slowly learning German so we communicate with simple words and lots of body language. (we have like a dozen Iranians, I think they are E. Garners favorite people) We also had a miracle guy from Jordan but we believe he’s in jail now. Oh, and we’ve got a new fellow as well. I think I’ll share his story today.
So he’s a catholic priest from Nigeria. Shoot, the guy is more like an African sage. We had the pleasure of meeting with him yesterday. He was found a few weeks before I arrived but wasn’t revisited til last week when we attended a catholic Mass, which he was leading. It was really entertaining to hear him read the prayers aloud in German with his fantastic accent. When we met yesterday we got to see into his lifestyle as a priest. He invited us into the Priest housing behind a large church in the Bamberg marketplace. We even got to meet a couple other priests, one of which jokingly asked if we had already converted him. We talked about lots of subjects and he even explained part of the religious history of Nigeria. He told us that he believed no one has the whole truth of the gospel and despite being a priest he was always curious about how other religions function. That was an opportunity we couldn’t pass up. I’m not sure why, but we stumbled through our story of Joseph Smith and missed a few important details. However in spite of our mistakes he took great curiosity in the Book of Mormon and I’ve never seen someone accept a copy as he did, I would describe his reaction as graceful. My face was hurting when we left from laughing and smiling too much.
He taught us a lesson which I found very profound: We should build bridges between people and not set up walls (Trump jokes were made even though these bridges are figurative).
If we build bridges everyone has many more places to go and many more things to learn. While if we build walls and cut ourselves off from others we have a very narrow perspective with very little wisdom. So quite simply, we shouldn’t be afraid of something just because it is unknown or different to us. We should expand our world by connecting with others.
But yeah, on a less serious note, life is good.
We got out today and hike up Bad Staffelstein. It’s a popular hike here in the mission and we got to go with some of our homies. Several elders went all out with the German outfit, straight Lederhosen and everything. Was a good time.
That’s all I got for ya,