Another week has flown.
We were on the bus, and a young teenager suddenly asks
"Are you Mormons?"
We turn and tell him yeah, then ask him how he's heard of us.
"They talk about you on South Park."
The smile kind of slid off of my face, because in my head I was
imagining green aliens
(later I remembered that that was the Simpsons, not South Park)
"Oh, good...."
We asked him about what he thought of God, and he told us that he
doesn't really believe because the Bible isn't big enough to answer
all of his questions. I totally light up and start talking about the
Book of Mormon. I agreed with him that questions need to be answered,
and we need to really understand what we believe, and that this book
has answers.
Once we clarified that it was free, he took it...
AND STARTED READING IT. RIGHT THERE. IN THE BUS.
We could tell he wanted us to go away so that he could read in peace!
I tried to tell him about my favorite part (the appearance of Christ
in America) and he was like
"No! Don't spoil it! I want to read it."
EH?? Who is this kid?
Also
"How long is it? Oh, 700 pages? I can promise that I can read it today."
If he can, we can too!
Also, there was this day, where we tried to follow the bus plan off of
the Internet and get to our appointment on time, and it was FALSCH and
sent us too far, and we ended up taking a bus through the countryside.
For two hours.
Through very beautiful countryside.
Just us and the bus driver.
For two hours.
What good can come from that, might you ask?
Sister Hadfield fell in love with Deutschland.
I had a cow.
Both redefining experiences.
The church is true. Love you all!
Sister Roderer
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