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This week was pretty great.
Lately we've been trying to reach out to some inactive
members to invite them to come to our church open house in a couple weeks. So
we swung by one of them only to find that they weren't home. But! We looked
over to our right and saw that the apartment right next to them had the same
name listed on it as another inactive member whose address we hadn't been able
to find using Sweden's creepy websites that show all the names, ages, phone
numbers, addresses, and social security numbers of everyone in Sweden.
Intrigued, we decided that we might as well knock on the door and it turns out
that it actually was that member family! We were able to talk to the son and
his friend and get them hyped about learning more about the Book of Mormon.
We're gonna go back this week. Crazy miracle, though. What are the odds of
that?
The next day, I was basically out for the count because I
got slammed with a sinus infection that night. The first time I've been sick on
my whole mission. I also had never stained a shirt or tie my whole mission
until about 2 months ago and now literally all but 2 of my shirts and a
handfull ties are stained. I'm starting to feel that the Lord is taking away
the protective blessings I had been receiving as a missionary to prepare me for
regular life again.
But my sickly disposition did not keep us from playing
minigolf that evening with the men from our ward. No sir! It was really fun and
while we were there, we ran into the same couple that we ran into at the
library about a month ago (remember? The one that I had met in Karlskrona over
a year ago?). It turns out that they lost the contact information we had given
them and we were able to get their info instead. I hope they recognize the
miracle behind this too. If that's not God I don't know what is.
I saved one of the people we visited this week from
committing a grievous sin. See the picture below. Just doing my duty.
"Preach repentance and [turn around backwards toiletpaper rolls]."
Apropos the whole God-taking-away-protective-blessings
thing, we were walking in town yesterday when a seagull decided that I was a
tactically expedient target for their war on humans. So Anola Gay dropped Fat
Man on my backpack and the resulting mushroom cloud left both Elder Childs and
I with bird guano on our suits. Not fun. I guess that's what I get for making
fun of Elder Seely for getting hit that one time.
Other than all that, I think the only other thing worth
reporting this week is that I was surprised to figure out that someone I and
Elder Burns contacted in Karlskrona over a year ago was baptized by my
"son" Elder Seely in Norrköping on Saturday! Her name was Sawsan and
she was the sweetest woman. She came to church once but we didn't see it going
anywhere and a couple months after I left, the missionaries there felt like
they should reach out to her. One thing led to another and now she is a
baptized member of the Church of Jesus Christ. Incredible and a truly pleasant
surprise. This is the Lord's work and He takes care of His children who are
searching for him.
Have a great week!
Love,
Äldste Cummings
Pictures (they may be out of order)
2. Best picture of my life.
3. "though your sins be as [a backwards roll of
toiletpaper], they shall be as [a forward facing roll of toiletpaper]"(Isaiah
1:18).
4. Sawsan's baptism (ft. Elder Seely).
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