I'm An Awful Human Being

I'm An Awful Human Being: September 15th, 2014

Dear Family and Friends,

Nothing much to report on this week. It's been rather slow. Finding investigators these last two weeks has been nigh impossible.

We taught Jessica and Eduardo again this week. Neither of them came to church. Dang, that always hurts to sit there while Sacrament Meeting starts and nobody shows up. My heart has been broken so many times these last couple of weeks that I'm just oozing hit singles for my girl, T-Swizzle (Taylor Swift).

The temperature tanked this last week so you know what that means...Sweater Weather....It's the most wonderful time of the year to be contacting, teaching, and having fun while breaking girls' hearts in these stylish V-necked, heaven-sent, articles of clothing.

Despite, the set backs, we've seen a bunch of miracles and are hungry for new people to teach, so Elder Sjoblom and I get to go hunting this week. I'll let you know who we bagged next week.

Mucho amor,

Elder Beau Hart

No picture this week because I'm an awful horrible human being that forgot to snag any.

Bloodbath

Bloodbath: September 8th, 2014

Dear Family and Friends,

This week has been rough indeed. Missionary works seems to have hit a stand-still, but Elder Sjoblom and I are continuing on nevertheless. Oh, and Elder Sjoblom and I have another transfer together so the Weber High Legacy lives on!

This week we had Mission Leadership Council--where all of the Zone Leaders and Sister Training Leaders meet and discuss and receive trainings from the Mission President and Assistants to the President. I wish you could've seen the bloodbath as we discussed "other lessons" and "work vs results". It wasn't actually contentious at all and we learned a ton from President Vest and had special trainings from a General Authority, Elder Martino. I loved it and hopefully it will help pick up the work in our area.

Jessica had something come up and wasn't able to come to church yesterday, so that was disappointing, but we still had a great lesson with her and she's progressing. It's so wonderful to be able to teach. I love doing it so much! There's something miraculous to see the light in someone's eye when you testify of truth and they feel it. The mission is wonderful.

Make it a great week.

Mucho amor,

Elder Beau Hart

(Picture from a member, Hermano Cruz's restaurant, El Taco H. Soooo good!)

Satan On Sundays

Satan On Sundays: August 25th, 2014

Dear Family and Friends,

To start off, I want to clarify about the Sister missionaries' hair in our previous meeting. It is doing well and it's not because of them that I wanted to torch their hair, it was the meeting. That probably makes zero sense, but all is well.

Two weeks ago in Sunday, I was trapped like every missionary has been or will be in their mission by one of the Stake High Council members and asked to give a talk during sacrament--during the opening hymn. Well, hopefully my pitiful attempt to talk about the missionary work and the Plan of Salvation wasn't as bad as I thought it was. The members who complimented me afterwards were either genuine or well trained liars.

So our Gospel Principles class has become quite the heated little event of the week and I LOVE IT! Between Messianic Jews and "Baptist Preachers in Training" each week is better than the last. It might have become a bit of a problem because one of the recent converts vented to us the other night at dinner that, "I can take all the crap for being a member during the week and that's okay. That's expected. But come Sunday, I want to be uplifted and be spiritual! I don't have time for Satan on Sundays!"

And that's the motto of the week. I just don't have time for Satan on Sundays, or any other day of the week that is. I'm too busy to be bogged down by him. Keep the commandments and make it a great week!

Mucho amor,

Elder Beau Hart

(Old Photo of Elder Lokeni and I at the Mini Golf Course because I didn't take any this week. Sorry!)

In the MIM

In the MIM: August 18th, 2014

Dear Family and Friends,

This week was interesting. We had more meetings, but I contained my urge to set some Sister missionaries hair on fire, so all is well in the MIM. I forgot the report paper for our meeting with the Stake President and we had the grand opportunity to listen to an extra hour of talks as we drove all the back to our members' home to get and then return to the meeting. Good thing our meetings are so long, that we weren't even late for our portion to report.

Our investigator who was preparing for baptism, Eduardo, wasn't able to come to church because his parents won't let him, so it should be fun meeting with them this week and convincing them that we aren't a cult. I'm starting to believe that my mission will just be teaching teenagers whose parents don't want them to join the church and single women who work unhealthy hours at hotels cleaning up puke from Kansas City Chiefs' football players.

One fantastic miracle from this week came yesterday at eight in the evening. After having zero success finding people to teach all week, we said a prayer that we would meet our goal and lone behold when we contacted our last house of the night we got a solid lesson and new people to teach. Faith precedes miracles.

Make it a great week! Mucho amor.

--Elder Hart

(Zone Conference pic with one of my best friends, Elder Colemere and us with the praying lady at the mini golf course in San Jose)