Sorry I can't write much today!! We went to Favignana with 6 of the missionaries from Palermo. Favignana is an island just off the coast of Trapani. It was so beautiful! I will send pictures!
This week was great! We had a less-active member and her mom in church on Sunday! The less-active girl also brought her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is an African refugee from Nigeria. The funny thing is we had met him several weeks ago when we went to the refugee camp to contact some less-actives. The other refugees had pointed us to him because he spoke English better. Anyways, like many of the refugees he speaks English semi-fluently and is trying to learn Italian. Anziano Melling translated all of sacrament meeting for him and I tried to translate Sunday school, but it is pretty hopeless. Haha
This week we also had an interesting run-in with some Jehovah Witnesses. In fact, it was actually really funny. We contacted an older man on the street and set up a lesson with him for the next day at the church. Honestly, now that we talk about it now, Anziano Melling and I both felt something kind of wierd was going on when we contacted him, but at the time we didn't who he was. Anyways, he showed up the next day at the church and we started the lesson. A bit later, we hear someone else come in and it turns out it was his companion! There we were, Anziano Melling and I sitting across from two Jehovah Witness missionaries who were much older and experienced. Luckily we had invited a member to come, he was just late, and came in soon after. It was kind of an awkward situation of like, "So who is going to teach who?" Haha They kind of went on for a little bit, before we got a chance to ask them if we could start with a prayer. When we did though, they did not want to pray. They kind of went on talking for a bit more. I felt so strongly that we needed to pray, however. I had no idea what to even say though. The scripture came to my mind, "Open your mouth and it shall be filled." I was still hesitant and scared, but when there was a break in the conversation, I interjected. Suddenly the words just came! I bore my testimony as best I could on prayer. I said that we as missionaries are teachers, but God is the greatest teacher and is all-knowing. When we pray to Him, we invite Him to teach us in this lesson and to help us know the truth. It felt so good to say it and the Spirit came powerfully, but they still would not have it. We kind of went on talking for a bit and explained our beliefs more, but then said goodbye to them and left on good terms. It was the wierdest, but coolest experience. Haha
It has been so so windy here this past week and the winds were incredibly strong. The people say it is the winds of Africa. Kind of crazy! Haha Anyways, that's all for this week. Love you all! Ciao, Anziano Stucki.
Grateful for an opportunity to learn and come closer to the Savior, Neal shares his mission experience with us.