Dear America,
This week was full of interesting days. In fact, it was made up of interesting days. On Monday, pretty much all of the youth in Ghana went to a For the Strength of Youth conference in Kumasi for a five-day church boot camp. It was so fun to see them go and come back with stronger testimonies and a renewed determination to be active members of the church. It made all the difference in the lives of several youth.
On Thursday, President Cosgrave came to proselyte with us.... I'm still not sure why. I've never even heard of him doing that before. But he loves to keep everyone guessing,so I suppose that I'm not too shocked. It was a sweet day. We had some powerful lessons. He even left his car and walked down the street with us. Children were calling him names, singing, yelling..... he got the whole nine yards. It's awesome to see your leader commited with you the whole way.
Sunday was weird. Halfway through church, the Vatican City elders called us to inform us that their baptismal font was out of order so both them and Kenten would have to come and use our font right after church. Five minutes later I was in the font with my slacks rolled up, scrubbing away next to the Relief Society class. We got it filled and cleaned without completely disrupting everyone, so I'm counting it as a success. The font at Dwumoh is pretty much smack in the middle of everything, so I locked myself in the courtyard with the cleaning supplies so that no children or irresponsible adults could interfere. My companion kept everyone at bay pretty well. After church the baptisms came off nicely.
After church we went out to meet with an investigator who turned out not to be there. While we were at his house, a man came up and exclaimed to the woman sitting there that she shouldn't talk to us because we were antiChrists. We all looked at him funny and asked him if he knew what he was talking about. My companion introduced himself but the man refused to shake his hand or talk to us. After a while, it became apparent that he was slightly insane. Everyone started to ignore him and we continued on in our conversation while he raved. It got to the point where the drunk man we were talking to got tired and started arguing with the crazy guy about whether or not we were antiChrists. So here we were pounding fufu in the middle of a full Twi argument between the drunk who was defending us and the crazy guy who wanted to throw us out. The drunk guy won temporarily, so when we had finished pounding his fufu we sat down and thanked him for defending us. We had a really nice discussion with him and he said that he wanted to start coming to church. it was neat. Until the crazy guy came back. The drunk chased him away again. Life is interesting.
We took some youth out proselyting with us, but our Plan A appointment failed. So did Plans B, C, D, and E. Now they know what missionary work is really like.
Again, I will repeat: Life is interesting.
All in all, it was a great week.
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