This week, we taught a diverse group of people. We taught a drug dealer, a paranoid schizophrenic, a porn-addicted Nigerian, gangsters, Deaf people, a secret agent, a guy with an eyepatch, a dog, and some white lady who wanted that dog to be blessed. We helped move some Haitians, ate at a car-hopping place called Stewarts, sang in choir, and learned French from a guy in an Indian neighborhood. The Memorial Day barbie was phenomenal. The burgers were as tall as the ceiling. We gave blessings galore to sick people. Elder Camper is still 6'7".
The best part about this week was yesterday, Sunday. Remember the Melendezes from last week? They came to church yesterday for the first time in 8 years. And it was beautiful. Elder Camper and I received the privilege of helping bless their babies, Justice and Mercy. The testimony meeting was just fantastic, and many members commented on how that was the best meeting that they have ever attended. The Melendezes enjoyed every second of church and are planning on coming back next week.
I now know that coming to church enlivens and strengthens faith. It is just how God has designed His divine organization. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is true!
I love you all.