Definitely an interesting week this week. A lot of our friends
decided that they've had enough of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, so we
increased (even more) our finding efforts. I actually really enjoy
contacting, especially here. Since there isn't 3 million
people in my area like there is in Ben's, contacting kinda means going
into random people's houses, sitting down, and getting to know them. And
then afterwards trying to share the Gospel, it's actually really fun.
There is actually a funny story about that.
We went on splits this Saturday, the zone leader went to my area,
and I got to work in Banana. So one of our lessons fell through, so me
and elder Strauss (from my intake) decided to do a little bit of
contacting. So we came to a house, and kinda took
the slow approach, had a nice conversation for awhile, until they
actually brought up the Gospel, which is always nice. But during this
process, they offered us a drink. They told us it was Karewe, a local
special and a personal favorite, so I was happy. Weird
thing was they only gave the two of us one cup, and it was only half
full. We didn't think anything of it, and I let Elder Strauss have the
first drink. He only had a couple sips, and I figured it was because he
wasn't a fan of karewe, which is common among
elders here. So I finished the rest in one gulp. So this story is funny
because that one gulp of karewe became my first ever drink of alcohol!
Yeah so apparently it was sour karewe, which is commonly used to get
drunk here, but these fellows were using as
"te moi ni mwakuri" or "the drink of work" so I guess they thought we
needed an extra boost for our day. What great guys.
Anyways, I tangiringkami and don't cut hair at night.
Elder Cubby
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