Oh Canada!

So I forgot to warn y'all last week about transfers coming up....

And yes, I am being transferred. Whoops!

Ahhh It's painful.

Immediately my reaction was - "they can't take me from my home!"

Next thought was the converts - Felipe, Vanessa, Jim, Stephanie, Krystin...ughhh

I started packing and forgot my planner so who knows what I am going to write this week. We got a new Bishopric in the 2nd ward which makes the transfer all the more difficult. The Bishop is 35, which seems to be the trend in Frisco. Bro McDonough was told 2 hours before the meeting that he was called as 1st counselor along with Bro Alfaro. And they are so missionary minded! But I am leaving.

Well as Bro Nesmith keeps telling me, it's time to move on change is good and necessary (who moved my cheese?)

This week proved to be a challenge. My companion was unable to go out and I was left to run the show. Lucky for me, the Spirit made up a lot of the difference. By Friday night I was exhausted and somehow planned 5 lessons and a blitz. It was sweet. Definitely a growing experience so I was privileged to have the opportunity to take to the plate.

On Saturday we had a lesson with a 2 year investigator named Eric. Man, he is so close... a couple weeks ago we started the lessons over again and it has been a sweet experience for all of us. I had total control over the Plan of Salvation this past week and my goal was to teach the most simple lesson in my power. It was a great experience because I realize just how much sometimes we complicate the simple Gospel and constantly add conditional statements because we're scared of the receptiveness of the truth.

Then we got to the Atonement... interesting how so many have misconceptions about just how incredibly powerful it is. (believe me, I am not implying that I know anymore then a fraction of a percentage about it.) My understanding is growing everyday that I wake up and say "alright, I'm gonna trust you today..." I have no idea why it seems so scary at times. To trust an infinite and eternal God that wants nothing more then to make me happy. Something what comes to mind is the fact that I am purging the 'dirt of the bloodstream' that may have been built up over several years of mistakenly trusting in myself and no others. Lesson learned.

We had our dates fall through for the family that was committed a couple of weeks ago. It was devastating and I let them know it. Forgive me if this may sound prideful but I get frustrated after someone testifies to me that they have felt the Spirit testify of truth (something glorious that they have never felt before) and then back out on it. All because of the opinion of someone else about the Church. But I must admit, I have known the truth my whole life so I must be more understanding about how they feel. They will be baptized. I know it. Elder Walker will be able to follow through on that easily.

The blitz we had was super fun. I assigned myself to Elder Astle who is a Spanish missionary and he was sooo stoked to knock the richest neighborhood in the area. The results were pretty typical but it was awesome to be with someone totally excited to preach the word. Even to the great and spacious buildings. I sent some Elders to do some soap boxing and apparently they talked to a hundred people and loved it. Very cool.

We have a recent convert here that has a friend. His main goal before he dies is to 'de-mormonize' her. Fantastic! Another testament that the truth is restored. Paul rejoiced every time a rock was thrown at him. Must be doing something right. I have no idea why so many want to destroy everything they can about the truth but the thought of just how smart and cunning the adversary is against the truth comes to mind. "you don't have it, you're not special, therefore, it's not true!" and on and on. My goal in my the next area the Lord has assigned me to is to start smiling every time something "anti" or related happens because it usually means that I am upsetting the enemy. He's not happy with me. Sweet. I need to work harder. The harder I work, the more Satan does to throw stumbling blocks in my way, the more guardian angels I receive, the louder the voice of the Lord gets...

Elder Thurgood picked me up and took me out tracting in the area since I was getting trunky for missionary work (that is the only way I will ever use that swear word [trunky]). Not a whole lot of people were home and so we decided to start flagging down cars. I got one lady to stop and it kills me just how desperately I knew she wanted the fullness of the Atonement, but I couldn't get her to commit.

We decided to flee to a gas station and start washing windows there to contact people but before I raised my voice to declare repentance we were kicked out by a dude in a golf cart - go figure.

On Friday I got stuck at the house with my dead companion for a few hours so I read the Book of Genesis. Man, I didn't realize just how awesome the Bible was. I had read most of it before but wow, reading on the mission after a much greater understanding of the Gospel makes studies all that much cooler.

On to Exodus.

It is pretty crazy to ever think that any religion would ever think to run themselves off of a book without ever stopping to think that no book on heaven or earth is as knowledgeable as God. We read the Book of Mormon and then say - ask God. Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Joseph, Moses, they all have something in common with any other Prophet for that matter "The Lord spoke to [the prophet]" Sadly the battle continues to convince others that the Bible doesn't have all the answers - God does. The Book of Mormon and Bible point us always in the form of revelation. That's all the words ever were, revelation.

Well sorry I haven't expounded more fully on the week. But I am a bit blindsided by the transfer coming up and I'm laughing my way out of the sadness in it.

Love you

Uncle Elder Metcalf