Pittsburgh Mission Memoirs

Sitting in ward council, talking about our goals, my phone rings. I look at the screen. I look at my companion. "It's the president." The entire ward council is silent - they know what this means. I quickly hurry out while answering "Hello, this is Elder Anderson"   "Hello, Elder Anderson, this is President Topham. How are you?"   He had to ask me that question. In...

Change is afoot. Within the next week, my entire life could be turned upside down. 'How' you ask?   Transfers.   This transfer will be a little different from the last transfer. Since I am now at the end of my 12 week training program, I am now officially a 'real' missionary, able to do all the things that other missionaries can do. That means that I could be kicked...

We've been trying super hard to re-set appointments with our investigators who we haven't seen in a long time. We took Brother Hector Morales out to go knock on our investigators doors, but, alas, none answered. Hector was still feeling very generous, and invited us over for dinner. We nervously asked him what we would be having (Elder Nelson has been fed some dubious things at the...

We've been going a little bit out of our way to find investigators as of late. Tuesday, we tracted in a nice city called Myerstown, on the east of our area. There were a few people we talked to who weren't interested, a few who tried to preach to us ("You should come join our church's bell choir! We practice every week ..."), and a few who were interested. One of them, Cathy, opened...

You'll have to forgive me this week. I had more spiritual adventures than temporal. That's okay, though. I've still got some funny stories to share! First off, something related to food: There is a man in our ward. His name is Hector Morales, and he LOVES tacos. That means, that whenever we go out to teach with him, he has to treat us to tacos when we're done. We usually go to Taco...