Let's get down to business.
We had a fun English practice. The only person there was one of our members. He's about fourteen, and we played a counting game to practice numbers. We would go around in a circle, and each person would say a number. If the number you were supposed to say had a seven in it or was a multiple of seven, you were supposed to clap instead of saying the number, and then the direction we counted was reversed. If you messed up, you were out. It was really fun, and there was one round when it was the member against the newest elder who just arrived from the MTC a few weeks ago. The member would count in English and the elder in Russian. So much fun.
There were several people who promised to come to church on Sunday and then didn't because they fell sick. 'Tis the season for colds and flus. Not many other amazing leaps of progress this week, but then again, everything is done line upon line, precept upon precept.
There was a touching moment this week for me. I prayed for an opportunity to be the Lord's mouth. I wanted to testify to someone about the Gospel and say what they needed to hear. As one of the sisters and I were taking a taxi to visit a less-active, we were talking with our taxi driver (I'm calling him Taxi Man). Taxi Man was willing to talk about beliefs, and I enjoyed our conversation. Turns out, he's going to be having some big problems and trials to work through, and I was able to talk about how the faith and the gospel bless our lives and give us comfort and help. I told him to call us the next day (which was Sunday). Afterward, I felt so good inside. I'd forgotten about my prayer, but later that night, I remembered, and I knew God answered my prayer in a very strange and unexpected way. He did call us the next day, and although he wasn't in town that day, he said he's going to call when he's free so that we can talk more. I'm so excited to meet with him again.
We also have two sisters staying with us. There's going to be a big mission conference in a few weeks, so as people have been doing transfers and visa trips, they've just been staying with us instead of going back to their cities. Right now we have Sister Payne and Sister Wilson (not my fireball Wilson, a different one who was born in Kazakhstan). Sis. Wilson's serving in Khabarovsk, and Sis. Payne just got transferred from Ussuriysk and will be in Khabarovsk. We've all been having so much fun together and trying to get as much work done as we can. We laugh a lot. In fact, the Sis. Woodland and Sis. Wilson got home before we did last night and scared us, and I yelled so loudly that I sort of lost my voice. I wasn't yelling because I was scared, I just really had to use the bathroom and had been holding it for most of the night. It's one big missionary adventure here!
Have a wonderful, November-y, productive week.