Memory #3

Memory #3 is going back into time from #2. It was my first experience in Serbia that I had with the police. It was the very first day that I had ever seen Serbia. My companions (I say companions for I was trained in a three-some. weird isn't it?) and I were on a train heading to my area. My mission president had dropped me and another missionary off in Belgrade. I meet my companions there. So back to the story. We were on the train when two cops came over to us. They started to ask for my papers. (I not know the language yet didn't understand) I was like what is going on. One of my companions had me get out my passport. The cop took it and started to look at it. The other cop started to ask questions like why we were there. Then, the cop that was looking at my passport pulls out his flash light to look at my passport. I don't know why for the train had the lights on. It isn't like he is going to see any black light marks on it either with a regular flash light. It was a really funny experience. That night was one of the few nights that I got home late on my mission. Don't worry I had permission to get home late every time from the mission pres. or my zone leaders. I got home at about 1-2 in the morning that day. Luckily my mission president let us sleep in 1 hour. Well that is about it for this memory

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Event #2

Okay, event #2 happened in Novi Sad as well. My companion and I were invited over to a house that belonged to two of our English class students. They invited us over, and when we got there they hadn't had breakfast. It was the first time for a long time that I had eggs and bacon. I hadn't had that since the MTC and this was was right before I got put into Sremska Mitrovica. It was great. I wouldn't say that this was a very spiritual experience, but I have made friend with their family because of that. If their daughter gets big with her band then I can say that I know her. She is well on her way too. I just think that if they can brake out of Serbia that they will hit it big. Back to the event. We had a very good talk about the gospel and a few other things, but it was them that helped me to learn that Serbians were great people. Most of you know that I have always said that I love the people here. It was this event that made it even stronger than it was before. There have only been a few other events that had the same effect on me. I can honestly say that I love Serbian now. Sure they can be stubborn, but they can also be some of the nicest people I have meet. I don't think that there are many people that will let you in (not knowing who you are) and just give you cake and juice to drink. They also love to talk. I think that I have heard more life stories from them than I will ever hear again on my mission.

My last thing to say to all of those that are going on a mission. Love the people. Want to get to know them. If you don't want to get to know them, then they don't want to listen or get to know you. The work will be a lot better if you get to know the people individually and as a whole. That is it for this week.

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Not much is going on here

Well, not much is going on here in Serbia. The weather has turned bad and we have started the book fair. It will be nice to be inside at the book fair when it is raining though. Well, a new transfer has began, and I keep being reminded that it is my last. (if you are one of those people stop please.) In fact I had a fellow missionary say that I only have one and a half months left. Since I was told that (5 min. ago from now) I have been pondering on the many things that have happened to me on my mission. There have been a lot of fun things happen. Some good and some bad, but I have learned (I hope) from every experience that I have had here in Serbia and Croatia. It is amazing what a mission will do to a young boy. It is like I don't know myself anymore. A mission changes you faster than you know. I don't think that I will now all of the changes that have happened to me on my mission until a few months after I get home.

Okay enough about the future. The past has been good and bad like I said. I think that I am going to try and tell one fun, good, or spiritual experience that I have had on my mission every week. I don't know if I will be able to do it but we will see. This week is the one of the first of my mission. We (my companions and I) were contacting on the kej (boardwalk) in Novi Sad (my first area). We came upon a young guy that wanted to talk to us. He was from a different city, but was there in Novi Sad for School, and wanted a Book of Mormon. He had a little bit of contact with the missionaries before but not much. The only problem that we had was that he didn't know how to read Cyrillic. He is originally from Hungary. I just happened to have a Croatian Book of Mormon (not in Cyrillic) on me. I had a thought before to leave that book in my bag. If you want to find out what happened to that young man, you can wait until I get home.

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