Best story ever! Thursday night we had quite a busy day and it was around 7 PM when we got back near home from our tea appointment. We had an hour before language study, but we both had to use the bathroom so we dashed upstairs to our flat. We then decided to head out finding on the streets near our flat. Well, we got back to our flat at 8 PM for study and I looked to Sister Smith for the flat keys as she usually has them as I usually have the car keys. Hmmm, well, when we had dashed in earlier she had put them down and had forgotten to grab them again and our flat automatically latches and locks when you leave it. So getting into our flat complex itself wasn't too difficult; we just followed someone in. Getting into our flat though... haha! So I called President and told him the situation and he said we could drive up to the mission office and get the spare key... one problem....the car keys were also in the flat. Then he said that the office Elders (Up in Knutsford) could drive down the spare key, but we'd have to ring the office couple to coordinate that. So we called the office couple and let them know our situation. I kind of figured they wouldn't be able to drive down that night because it's a 2 hour drive... So I started trying to think of a way to get into our flat. I looked at my umbrella, at the door, umbrella, door... I started to bust my umbrella away from the main pole of it. Sister Smith looked at me funny but I explained that we could get into our flat. So we both started working on this make shift pole and string to push through the letter box and latch onto the little handle thing. Our neighbors across the hall came out and we contemplated a bit. Our neighbor then returned with some wire that we could attach on to the end of our pole to make our latching mechanism a bit more solid to grasp onto things. (In the meanwhile, the office couple had phoned back and told us the elders could drive down the key in the morning, but we should try to find a member to lodge with for the night.) I had faith we could break in. Sister Smith and I took turns putting our hands through our letter box trying to latch the handle. We felt the wires around the handle many times, but it just kept sliding off. We had our neighbors' door as reference to look at to know angles and everything, they were nice and offered help as they could. After an hour and a quarter, I finally remembered that you might be able to open the door by (some details omitted!). We checked our neighbors' door and sure enough! I shoved the pole into the letter box, stuck my arm in, felt the wire latch the handle, and (details omitted again!). Wah-lah! The door opened. I was kind of in shock that it actually worked. But we got in!!! We didn't have to sleep at a member's home! I have a massive bruise on my arm from the ordeal, but it was good! Sister Smith called President to let him know we got in. He answered the phone and Sister Smith asked how he was and he chuckled and said that he was good because he had a bed to sleep in. Sister Smith said, "We do too! OUR own!" He laughed and asked how. He told her that "these sort of things aren't what we're supposed to be learning how to do on our missions." and laughed again. He also said we'd have to give trainings at the next conference A) how to not forget your keys and B) how to break into your flat. Haha! So that was an eventful night. Sister Smith felt really bad. I just reminded her that we were smiling while we were in the situation when we could have been mad and angry, so it was perfectly fine. Things happen.
The other exciting thing happened this morning! On a more spiritual note... Do you remember little Ben from Liverpool? The one that started crying when we had to leave? I got a phone call from the Liverpool zone leaders this morning to tell me he is being baptized this Saturday! He requested that they call me and tell me I needed to be there! I was so happy! I called President's phone twice to get permission to go, but he wasn't able to answer. He called me back and said, "I missed TWO calls?" I said, "President! I just called becasue I am just so excited!... Little Ben is being baptized this Saturday!.... Can I go?!" He said of course I could go. I just have to reimburse the cost of thr petrol from my personal funds. I am so happy he is getting baptized!
More miracles, our investigator Laura brought her three boys to church with her this Sunday. We had had FHE with them last Monday with them along with the Young Men's president. They were invited to mutual and they went last Wednesday. Now they're coming to church and we have a lesson with them on Tuesday! Hopefully we will see them baptized!
We also had a Chinese investigator named Kevin come to church yesterday as well, meaning that we had 5 investigators at church! It was a great day! It was stressful trying to find lifts and whatnot, but they all got there! We almost walked with Kevin the 7 miles to church because the lift for him had fallen through, but we were able to find a lift last second before we started walking!
Another Miracle, we had received information about a recent convert who had moved into the area from Ireland. The information we were given was her phone number and her dorm address. We tried to ring her and it was an Irish number so it didn't work for us to call. The dorms are keycode security locked so we didn't know how we were going to find her. A few days later we were on the street talking to someone and out of nowhere this girl comes up and says, "Oh my goodness, where's the nearest ward?!" Here she was, the recent convert from Ireland. She had been trying to find the nearest church, but to no avail. She was so happy to see us! Her name is Aiofe. Pronounced Ee-fuh. We met with her, and apparently the friends she was with when she saw us on the street were very curoius as to why she was so excited to see us and they've been asking her questions about the church and want to come on a Sunday with her. So wonderful!
So it's been a good few days since I last wrote!
Next transfer is the day before Thanksgiving. I hope they don't transfer me out, there's a few Americans in this ward and they're already talking about having us over... it would be the pits to get moved to a ward that had like no Americans or didn't know me well enough to make it an enjoyable Thanksgiving! oh well, we'll see. We have interviews with President on Wednesday for our zone conference, I'll mention it...
The picture is of my broken umbrella!
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