I saw a Fisker Kharma today.(silver) wow! I also saw a lamborghini gallardo spyder (yellow) and a ferrari 360 spyder. (red) Just imagine paying for one of those and I'm sure you'll feel better about paying for a mini van, mazda, and slug bug. Good luck with the money thing. I tried to save all I could but it was more important for me to get going than to sit and save.
Send muddy buddies. now you have to. When we go to bed, there are two routines that happen most often. 1st, I'm writing in my journ journ and he goes to bed and when I finish I go to bed...we don't talk much. 2nd, He stays up chatting with people on the video phone, and I go to bed, then he goes to bed. I don't talk to myself that much but I'm pretty sure I was already mental.
Last night we were visitin Luis Garcia. A return missionary who is less active now because he's got some beef with a guy in the deaf branch or something...I don't know. But we were at his house and the rest of his family is all mexican and catholic. They had this lady over doing some crazy "cast the devil out" thing. It was funny. She pushed peoples faces until they lay flat on their back. One girl, didn't feel anything but she recognized that it was evil! She's catholic I think...but after we left, Luis (her brother) called on the VP and said that she was curious about our church. So we went over today and taught her the first lesson. She said everything made sense. That's progress. She also said that she had a dream about the first vision before we explained it to her. She is hard of hearing so we were signing and I was talking. But I have a quiet voice so it was pointless anyway.
And another cool story, we were tracting, and the first house we came to had these two old guys. I could tell by the way the fat one coughed that he was mean, so I wasn't going to say anything. Then Elder Mercy looked at me and gave me the look. So I said "hi. We're missionaries from the church........" The fat one put his hand to his ear and said "I can't hear you, you'll have to come through the gate." So we did. The fat one had a big beard and looked like santa. He was jewish! The other one was skinny and bald and just got out of prison after being in there for 6 years and had been taught the lessons by some other Elders a long time ago. So we had a little lesson on their porch and read some scriptures. It was all me of course...cuz mercy aint talkin. So we had a prayer and we were on our way out when the prisoner guy said "earlier this week, I was praying and asking for help to get back into the lessons and start going to church again, and here you guys are!" He also mentioned before that he is very busy. He works 60 hours a week and goes to school. We happened to catch him at the only time he's home. Miracle? I think so. Anyway, there have been other little miracle things like that.
Like this really scary bust a cap mexican was waving down some car like they were doing a deal or something and I walked up to him and said "what's up?" then he said "hey man, I'm not a believer" I said "ok, do you know any deaf people?" he said "yeah there are two in those apartments" So I consider that a miracle. But that's just me...I guess. We went to find the deaf people and finally found their door but they weren't home. We can tell deaf people live there because there is a little light flasher button thing instead of a doorbell. So we'll go back and baptize them fo sho.
Elder Peck
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