(pictures are of a man, Allen, he is teaching not to be confused with the one he talks about in this post the other pictures is the member,Adam, who plays for the Texas Rangers)

****Warning**** this post has some sensitive content I would use proper discresion before reading aloud to children)

Oooooook, so this week was paaaaaaacked full of crazy experiences, so here goes in chronological order!

On Monday, we had transfers! Nothing happened to elder Meyers or my own good self because he is still training. BUT, because we are taking over an area, we now have a car 😄😢.

Tuesday is when it gets reeeeeeeal interesting. We had set up a lesson with a gay satanist we met on Saturday. The first time we were talking with him he had scary marks all over his face and there is not any amount of money I could have been paid to enter the house. The spirit was NOT there. So on Tuesday when we went back for the appointment we set up with him, we were a little bit wary. We sat down at a table out back, and taught him about how the Gospel of Jesus Christ had been restored (at some point during this he was hitting on me. How come that never happens with girls....? Jk, jk...) and the Book of Mormon was proof of that, etc etc....and #%^* when we finished he began telling us about why he was a satanist. It began with himself castrating himself with a razor blade. After doing this he had been visited by a number of spirits, he spoke with cats, and he spoke with snakes. Then he told us, and I quote, "I am Satan." The Spirit was gone at that (#%^*) point. I have no doubt in my mind that everything he was saying was true. The feeling that we had at this (#%^*) point was the exact opposite kind of feeling that the Spirit of God gives you. This sounds weird, but the devil was bearing witness of what he was saying. I can testify that I know that Satan is a very real being intent on destroying all of us. I know what the devil is like and I know what God is like. I have experienced the glory of Satan, and I have experienced the Glory of God, and I know they are both real and opposite.

Wednesday was pretty uneventful, but Thursday, when we went through a Taco Bell drive through at 8:55 so Elder Meyers could eat his second dinner, the guy giving us the food asked what kind of cologne I was wearing.....I...wasn't really wearing anything. I was tempted to tell him I was wearing some kind of Victoria's Secret brand of perfume, but I decided that I'd had enough of that from Tuesday....

Friday was again uneventful, and then Saturday was interesting. We went to clean up a park. There were many a cigarette butt on the ground. As well as a used q-tip, a lighter, and other nasty nasty.

Some lady that was going to jouer au tennis asked Elder Meyers what we were doing. He explained that we were from the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints cleaning up a park, and out of the blue she asked where Jesus was born. Elder Meyers said without thinking, "Nazareth."

Duh. Of Course. Why else would he be called Jesus of Nazareth? Then she started laughing in a way that made me kind of angry. The kind of laugh when you're like, no silly child, you're so stupid. And told elder Meyers, no, it was Bethlehem, at which point he was really embarrassed and said he actually knew that. Then she just went off and started taking us over the coals because we didn't read the bible and we believed "Joseph Smith's false prophecy in the Book of Mormon about Jesus being born in Jerusalem." So I proceeded to teach a short history/geography lesson about how they were a whopping 4 miles from each other, and the reason the prophet in the Book of Mormon said the LAND of Jerusalem was because no one knew what Bethlehem was, but they knew about Jerusalem because that was where they originally came from, and it was like when people ask where I come from I tell them DC (which is nearly 15 miles from where I actually came from Btw's) because NO ONE knows what or where Burke is unless they've lived close. She proceeded to explain that she doubted Joseph smith was a real prophet and doubted that the Book of Mormon was from God, and doubted a lot of other things as well. I told her it sounded like she had more doubts than she had faith, which was the nicest thing I could have said at this point. She told us to read the book of Mormon and ask God if it was true. I told her I had done that, and that she had not studied anything about what we believed and that she had not read any more than the first page in the Book of Mormon (which she then admitted to) and that when she had read the whole thing and prayed about it she could tell me it's not true. Then we left because we were going to be late for lunch. I know Joseph Smith was a prophet of God and that he translated the Book of Mormon through the gift and power of God, and I won't let someone that has not tested that to slander it.

On Sunday we gave a guy that plays Baseball for the Texas Rangers a ride to church. His name was Adam Rosalles. That was cool! Here's a picture.