The Good weeks always start off with a nice earthquake :) haha. I witnessed a miracle last night considering I was sleeping on the floor next to a dresser when the earthquake hit. I didn’t realize it until this morning and I will be smarter in the future. I interrupted Heavenly Father last night, He probably said something like, "what are you sleeping there for Braden?" as he held onto the dresser for thirty seconds. It feels like I’m dreaming when they hit at 3am, its crazy. But all is good in Zion, always. People are sick of the earthquakes down here.
Elder Quentin L. Cook came last Tuesday to assess damage and speak to the members of the stake here. I got to shake His hand and talk with him for a second :) I’m from Utah and my first contact with an Apostle was in New Zealand haha. I found that a little backwards.
Also this last week Elder Tamale and I attended an Indian Wedding (all I can say is WOW, what a culture!) with his trainer Elder Hussein....who is Indian/fijian and Elder Leandard’s from Austrailia.
After the transfer I am now the only white Elder and also the only American Elder in my district haha. I had my first islander feed this week and man, they look at me and tell me I’m skinny and need to eat more and more and so I shove it in hard out. The islanders love me because I’m funny and I can eat. I fluctuate ten pounds a day haha.
The work continues to move forward though many people are not very receptive. Elder Tamale has had 16 baptisms, He has also been in Rangiora for nearly six months and hasn’t had one....so its a tough area and we are working hard to find new people to teach. Our investigators now are moving very slowly, they just like our company haha. But we continue to work hard everyday to at least plant seeds.
Whether its inspiring and spiritually oriented or just telling me what is happening in life and what is happening back home doesn’t matter, all that matters is the thought to write and the intent to help me and support me. I tear up every week reading these emails and also even more so when I recieve hand written letters. It’s like everyone is giving me a piece of their heart for me to hold on to and carry with me. It doesn’t matter what is written to me, it helps me in this work because after getting door after door closed on me and after lessons that don’t go well and after being ridiculed, those words are the miracles God has given me from Angels back home to build me up and encourage me to keep moving forward. When I pray for strength from God, he answers with letters and emails.
Tell brooklyn I am very proud of her for using her talents :)
Everyone wants to head out so I need to cut short. I will be writing letters soon@!! I love you Mom ;) Have a great week and I will look forward to your words next week :) Dont worry about me, well I know you will, but just remember you raised me and I worry about you at home just as much as you worry about me out here :)
Love Elder Cottle