At Wat Nokor
Elder Slavens and I were biking from an area way up north of our house and it was probably 7:30ish when storms start to roll in. And when it rains, it pours (literally). So we had to stop and buy two rain ponchos, and then we started going again. Right where we hit the threshhold between "sort of recognizable" and "middle of nowhere" lightning struck close to us and then kind of close to us, so the thunder was super loud and we freaked out and started biking faster. Then right next to us ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD 5 FEET AWAY, lightning flashed faster than our lives could flash before our eyes. I was so scared that we made it home in like 5 minutes after that. And when we got home, I still couldn't gather my thoughts, so it took another few hours before I could even gather the fortitude to ask Elder Slavens if that lightning strike was a part of my imagination or not.--the confirmation of which scared me a little more. Nothing to worry about, though. Love you momma.
Gosal is the most interesting person that we taught this week. He is a guard at a fried chicken restaurant called CP. There are so many interesting things about him, but to start off, every time he reads the word "God" in the scriptures, he adds on "..the lord God" so even when he comes upon a scripture that says "the Lord God" he will say "God the Lord God, the Lord God." Haha. He always asks weird questions, too, like, "Why are devils evil?" and "What will we get when we go to heaven?" and "Could I become a prophet?" etc. Unfortunately, he is leaving in like a month to go to some far place, so we need to find a better way to set appointments with him.
Giant Cambodian Millipede
Elder Slavens and I have hit our stride. We work so well together and are getting some serious work done. Our mission started a new agenda to have every companionship get 8 contacts a day, but Elder Slavens and I double that almost every day. Because of our heavy contacting lately, we have two return appointments today and got a couple of new really good investigators last week. Before, contacting wouldn't provide any sort of fruit (because we suck at being missionaries), but lately we've just been getting lucky and running into the right kind of people. Also, Elder Slavens and I have this new contacting method where we just wave at people and start walking along with their moto, so they stop, because they think we have something to tell them, which we do. Haha. That's not really our new contacting method--it just worked really well for a couple hours.
[Editor's Note: To post or not to post? The following video may be offensive to some...Wyatt says "w_ _ ner" a couple of times. It's pretty funny, but if you think you'll be offended, don't push play.]