Things are going really well and this last week even better. In one of my earlier letters I told a story about how I was at a stoplight and I contacted a person and how he is getting baptized and confirmed on my birthday. Well he had his baptismal interview and he did great. He is still getting baptized and I am so excited. He also asked me to baptize him. That made me so happy. Anyway he is a 21 year old college student. His name is Mong Ke Lee. But we just call him Miles. Thats the English name we gave him. All Investigators are doing really well.
So on other news. I survived my first official Typhoon. I am sure most of you have heard about the big typhoon that hit Taiwan. Luckily I am in the northern part of Taiwan because the south got hit really hard. We still had to stay inside all day though. That was fun because I was on exchanges with our District leader and I am way good friends with him so it was cool. I was hoping to get something productive done in a whole day inside. But us not being very smart joked around all day and played board games. We of course are allowed to play games on those kind of days but I feel like we wasted so much time. Yah, that came out of my mouth. Who would of thought. I felt TERRIBLE! It was still fun though.
This last couple weeks I have been trying to focus my thoughts a lot on what it is that I am really doing and trying to get a grasp of what it is that I am really supposed to be doing. I feel like I have been answered many times through prayer. That being pointed to the Savior's love and his Atonement. For much of these past weeks in prayer I have been asking to understand the savior better and ultimately getting closer to him. I feel like I had an experience that help me understand. So we were leaving this lesson form this huge apartment building and right as we got outside this man ran up to me and my companion. We could tell immedietly that he was a little slower. Anyway, he just kept asking if we could help him find work. Obviously as missionaries that is against the rules and we cant personally help him find work. I was a little discouraged at what to tell him. But he kept persisting at us and asking for us to help him. He kept trying to give me his government information card. The guy was totally crazy. But eventually we just told him sorry and that there was no way we could help him. After we told him that, he ran back up into that apartment building we came out of. So as we starting heading towards our bikes I just add this uneasy feeling that just kept scratching me telling me that there was something we had to do.
Trying to figure what we could possibly do I told my companion that we had to do something. Even though we both know that we couldn't do anything. A thought occured to me that I will never forget. That helped me grab the purpose of what it is that we are really doing. The thought was that would Jesus Christ say that he couldn't do anything about it. I know that sounds like the basic saying "what would Jesus do?" But it was so much bigger than that. It hit me really hard. As missionaries we are always told that we are to represent Jesus Christ. For the first time I really realized what that meant. Although the person was handicap and there was no way we could help him, I was not going to give up because Jesus Christ would not give up. So we both decided to go find him. When we walked in the opening of the apartment building I realized how big it was and I knew that there was no way I was going to find him. Sitting on the stairs I was trying to think of what we could do. I then looked to my right and it was the first door I saw. I was thinking why not, we don't really have anything to lose. I went up and knocked on the door. An old lady answered. When she saw me she started to close the door but then that guy came running out of the back room telling the old lady (who I assumed was him Mom) to open the door. I was blown away with that miracle. I couldn't believe that we actually found him. Long story short we gave him a Book of Mormon and told him that we might not be able to help him but that we knew God could. He said that he would read the book and his Mom thanked us for being kind to him. It was an amazing experience that I will never forget. This guy even being handicap was still a person who needed help. I felt like my prayer was answered and I understood that being a missionary is much more than just teaching lessons and baptizing. It is representing Jesus Christ in every way.
Most important is the road to being like him. I am so thankful for that experience.
I love you all so so so much.
The scripture for this week is Moroni 7. Read it!!!! :)
Wei Zhang Lao