Derry, Part 4

I received a package in the mail on Friday, and did not consider at the time that I ought not to have opened it. So for the past few days, I have been enjoying the long-johns you sent. When the other packages arrive however, I shall be appropriately prudent. Don't worry about addresses, it looks like we won't be moving for a while. We were considering it because of the state that the flat was in at the time, but now the heating and lights and everything are fixed, so we likely won't be moving at all, especially with the flat being in such a prime location. We are very close to the city center. 

I want you to know that your prayers for me and Elder Price have been very much appreciated, and that they have been answered. Yesterday on Sunday was the Belfast Stake Conference, which was broadcasted on account of the recent snow (which freaks the Irish out, because they never have snow). Right after the broadcast, a man came to the church and tied his dog up outside. He had a brief conversation with the bishop, and then the bishop ushered him into the bishop's office, and told us to go and talk with him. His name is Michael, and he had just decided recently that he was fed up with the Catholic church and was looking for a church that had more solid beliefs and practices. He saw the sign on the building, and said to us: ''The sign was clear; 'the Church of Jesus Christ,' so I decided to come in and see what yous were all about.'' We met with him later that day at the church and gave him a tour. We taught him about the restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ, the prophet Joseph Smith, modern day prophets, and the Book of Mormon. He did not accept everything strait away, but he made it very clear that he was open to it, and that he was going to take the steps to find out the truth for himself. He told us he was going to read the entire Book of Mormon and then pray to God regarding it. And he is currently scheduled to be baptized on the 30th of this month. 

It is unseasonably white here. I wish we had a sexy truck like that to power through it. Of course, there's nothing really to power through. There's barely any snow, but even with so little snow, the Irish just don't know what to do. It's actually pretty funny. 

We had our all-Ireland conference on Friday. The drive to Dublin was pretty long. We had a little bit of instruction of course, and then we did reenactments of scenes from the Book of Mormon, just for the heck of it. Then President Donaldson came in and started throwing fake snowballs at us, and we had a huge fake-snowball fight in the gym. We had a fairly nice turkey dinner, with all the fixin's: stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy, and vegetables. It was great. Then we watched Moana. It almost becomes a bit exhausting to sit through a full-length movie.

That sounds like Tierney is having quite the time. I was able to speak with the Dundalk sisters recently. I was worried the Romanian family wasn't going to be very receptive to them, since Sorin (the dad) has said before how he doesn't really like the idea of female preachers, but apparently they love the sisters. In fact, Sorin wants one of the sisters to marry his oldest son Abraham. He's gonna get a wedding gift and everything. Unfortunately, they've only been able to meet with Jude once, and not in a few weeks since. And even worse is that for whatever reason, Alicia is no longer investigating or working towards baptism. That was very unhappy news. 

Well, that's me. Doing really well. Yous have a great week.

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