Slam!

. . .  The fairy tale continues. . . .

On my very first day out, my companion and I were looking for a potential investigator when we realized that his address didn't exit. So, we pulled up to a house, and it was my first day, I was just wayyyyyyy too super excited to start telling people about the gospel, so I mentioned, "oh, this house is big and pretty, let's just go knock on the door!" A so we did. The lady who answered asked if we were Jehovah's Witnesses, and my companion told her we were Mormons and then she got SUPER angry and said, oh, even worse!" And started yelling at us that we were a cult, and Jesus Christ is savior, and then slammed the door, all before either of us could say another word. We were just stunned! So, I learned my lesson REAL fast. We're just going to stick to houses that we know, and people on the street we meet. I guess my companion must have known that I needed to learn from an experience like that - and why we don't tract here much .  . LOL. I'll never forget that horrific experience.

Meeting people on the street is not too difficult. Everyone in Centerville owns either  a cat or dog, so half the people here are always out walking their dogs. Except, neither of us have much confidence, so we are not very good at contacting or approaching people on the street . . I mean I feel like we have said some pretty awkward things to strangers this past week . . . I need help thinking up some good ways to approach people and start talking about the gospel. Cuz I'm scared the my companion and I are so awkward when we talk to people that we scare them away.

We have a car but limited miles, so we walk a lot. But, walking is fun because I pet every single dog we pass (which is every 25 feet). And, I pick and blow all the dandelions we see (which is every 10 feet). Ohio has a lot of dandelions and I'm going to blow them all away!