Washington Yakima Mission

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Eating Pasole and Teaching Hippies!

December 21, 2015

I'm just going to start off by saying that I am pumped about Christmas this year! As a child, I never thought that I would like Christmas as a missionary, but I am so excited to talk to my family, spend time with the ward, and deliver treats to our investigators. Elder Coy and I got like 10 pounds of brownie mix from the food bank, so we will probably be spending Christmas eve baking like a bunch of Keebler elves!
Trying the Keebler Elf look?

It has been snowing non-stop for the past couple of days. Coulee Dam looks so peaceful and pretty in the winter time. That silence and peace is destroyed every time we get out of the car and Elder Coy starts a snowball fight, but if you aren't having fun while doing missionary work, you aren't doing it right. The snow is also our worst enemy, though. My companion, being from Vegas, drives in the snow as well as... someone who has never driven in the snow. Combine that with the fact that our area is all hills, and that's a perfect recipe for getting stuck in the snow. A lot. We got stuck twice in two days, and I had to get out and push for like 20 minutes each time. It's OK, though, I've heard that this is how memories are made.

With all of the snow, we have been doing a lot of "service tracting," where we shovel people's driveways and walks. They usually come outside to either invite us in for some cocoa, or tell us off, but either way they are talking to us. That is a win in my book!

We went to Sister Bashor's for dinner this week, and she fed us pasole. It was heavenly. Afterwards, her grandson, Shayden, showed me his guitar and I taught him how to play a few chords. I started playing a few songs, and little Lina was dancing around the living room. It was adorable!

We had an awesome lesson with Selena this week. It was originally canceled because she was leaving town for the weekend, but she got snowed in and said that we could come over. We taught her about the plan of salvation, and the spirit was so strong. She said that we answered some of her deepest questions. At the end of the lesson, I invited her to be baptized, and she said yes! She wants to be baptized a year from the day her mother passed away, but that's like 9 months down the road... so we will propose a reasonable date to her in our lesson with her this week. I am just so excited for her and her kids!
We have met quite a few new investigators this week! We were cleaning out the area book and visiting previous investigators, and one of them lives right across the street from us. We see her kids out playing every day, but for some reason, I thought that they were not interested. She's a really nice lady, and it will be nice being able to walk to her house straight from our apartment. Last night, we were walking past some apartments, and there was a big group of people gathered around the door smoking weed. We were trying to get passed the "party house" as fast as we could, when one of them said "LOOK! MORMONS!" so we gave them a friendly wave. Then they invited us over. We thought that we were about to be made fun of, but the owner of the apartment, a 6'5 hippie dude, started talking to us about how much he loves the Mormons and that he wants us to come over some time and teach his son. He was really chill and we talked for a while. It was pretty funny, when the rest of his friends found out that he was serious about talking to us, they scattered and went back inside. By the time we were done talking, it was just him and a few of his friends. They asked us a lot of questions, like how long it takes to become an Elder, how much we get paid, what we think of the Jehovah's Witnesses, etc. It was a good time. 

I'm going to stop here because I have some letters to write, but I hope you all have a good week! Merry Christmas

Elder Moser
We sang in the ward choir this week, "Angels we have Heard on High."  Nothing to do with this picture.... 
We see deer every day. Every HOUR. They are more of a pest around here because they are always in the road.

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