So i guess im a missionary now and not a tourist. Sad life. So this week was pretty good but so so long. I have this crazy rad desire to baptize and so with all of our investagators ive been marking dates for them to be baptized, literally ive marked 6 this week by meyself. My companion just chills. Anyway we had this one lady yell at us saying she didnt want baptisms anymore so i was like can we talk first. So we started talking and everytime i would or my companion would talk she would start talking and it was really annoying so i couldnt take anymore. (for those of you that know me ill say whatever to anyone) so i said "Írma youre being very rude right now and you need for us to finish talking then you can talk" After she sat in silence. Then i went off on her lol saying "her church was of the devil. The only way she can be saved is through our church and following the example Christ gave us. Also said if Christ came back tomorrow you wouldnt be saved." Then she looked at me and started crying and shiz and begging for baptism. I was like thats right.... Anyways Sunday comes along and it pouring raining but i told investagators we'd walk to their house and walk with them to church. So we walk in pouring rain with no umbrella. (i bought one but the first day it broke, freaking Brazil.) Then we get to this lady's house she doesnt answer. Anyways we try others and nothing. I feel like i was stabbed in the heart. Then after we visited her and she looks at us and starts yelling and im not gonna take it. So i look at her and say "this is your salvation not mine. Bye" and left. Anyways this Saturday we meet an apostle and thats about it. Also im tired of big ladys trying to fit into size 0. Freaking GROSS. Anyways, write me!
Love,
Elder Foote
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