Hmmm... well this week was rather interesting. When I say "rather" I mean that they border on both the AWESOME side as well as the CRAZY side of this spectrum.
This week - we were teaching the Bolton family. Sometimes it has proven to be difficult to teach at their home because our investigators - Erica and her son Johnny - are who we are trying to focus on, but Bro. Bolton - our member - has a way of... distracting that focus.
So this week, we were teaching there, Friday to be exact, and we were talking about how she felt about everything. Now bear in mind that this lesson has happened several times before. They know when we are about to invite them to be baptized. There isn't anything that is really holding them back!! (At least, from our perspective, we hadn't yet discerned her underlying question.)
But this time something was different. We had asked her in our previous lesson how she felt toward Joseph Smith and the Book of Mormon to which she had told us that she knew that they were true.
This lesson, we had to pick up from there. This time, we asked if we might be able to watch the first episode of Preach My Gospel with them. Some of the reasons that prompted this feeling are that we felt that her seeing those investigators make good decisions and having those blessings in her life would perhaps help aleviate her fears toward setting a date to be baptized.
After we watched the episode, we were talking and Bro. Bolton began say how he knew that the Church was true because none of the other churches were doing the good things that we are doing and then he began to rant and rail on the Catholic Church. This is not what we want. This had to be stopped. Putting investigators in Defense Mode is not a good thing because they stop talking about those deeper concerns that they might have.
Then we told her that we weren't here to advertise our church's "Plan" as if it was some sort of "cell phone package plan". The reason that we were there was because it was true and we knew it.
I can't really write the things that we said after that because - quite honestly, I'm not really too sure and more so than the words that were said was the spirit that which was felt. But what happened is that Sister Bolton began to cry and tell us how she hadn't ever felt any of these feelings before and that she felt that this was right, and that she wanted her Aunt who lives in Utah (and is also a member) to be able to come to her baptism.
Because of those reasons, she didn't want to accept a date, and we didn't feel prompted to ask her to commit to one. We did say, "Sister Bolton, will you prepare yourself to be baptized in June?"
She asked what we meant, and we responded that this was to do those things that we commited them to do. She accepted.
------------------ Now, contrast that with this next investigator. --------------------------
We met a lady at church by the name of Sharron (pronounced "Shuh-Ron" with an emphasis on "Ron"). She is one of our more colorful (yes - this means she is black, but more than just that) investigators with a truly...abnormal perspective on life and an especially eccentric personality. She came to us and asked us if we might come to her house and teach her. We went over with our new Branch Mission Leader (who is AMAZING by the way), and she told us about how she had been in the military and had gone over seas and seen some sad, terrible, and strange things which had completely changed her life.
She then told us a lot of her beliefs that were, amazingly close to some of our more profound parts of the Doctrine and aren't really apparent to the everyday Christian. And then... things got weird.
She began to tell us how she was God and then she was Jesus Christ. I wasn't too sure what to say to that but she seemed OK. Then our BML had something to say (he likes to talk - sometimes a bit too much). But it all went over well and we made a follow-up appointment and left.
A few days passed and we came back with another member for her follow-up lesson. She was nowhere to be seen. Her car wasn't parked in front of her house....nothing. We called her several times and waited for about 15-20 minutes, hoping that she might have been late, but when that passed and there was no indication of her returning that evening, we left.
Throughout the following 2-3 weeks we called, left pass-along cards at her door, but we heard nothing from her - no calls, no texts (yes - we can text OUR people), complete radio silence. And then one night it happened. In the dead of night. Actually, it was in that time between the dead of night and the crack of dawn that it happened. We received a voicemail from Sharron, asking us where we were and when we were going to come back. We waited and then called her back at a more reasonable hour (around 10:00 am). No answer. Ugh.
Another week passed by and then again we received a voicemail of when we were going to come over. Well, I wasn't about to let the opportunity pass us by again, so I called her back right then. She ANSWERED!
She then told us about how she had just gotten out of a mental facility after staying there for 72 hours.
The following lesson occurred between 8:00 PM and 9:30 PM.
Unfortunately, I do not have time to write just how weird this lesson was, but let me assure you, it was WEIRD. She nearly NEARLY kicked us out of her garage (we were giving a lesson in her garage with the door open because we didn't have a team-up).
But then she didn't. My diagnosis - I believe she is suffering from a powerful case of Schizophrenia - as in she is suffering from both Delusions of Gradeur and Delusions of Persecution. Oh, she told us again during our lesson that she was Jesus Christ and that inter-racial marriage was a horrible thing, and that... oh and that she knows everything. I mean, she doesn't KNOW everything, but she knows everything. (This came up when we were reading with her in the beginning of the Book of Mormon and explaining the meaning of a few words to her - such as "iniquity")
I'm not too sure what help we might be able to do for her, but yeah... we will do our best and leave the rest to the Lord. All I know is that next time, we need to go with a member because she is... you know... of a crazier sort.
Well, I'm not sure what else to say. Oh, thanks Dad for my Card info.
I love you all!
Elder Ostler
P.S. - OH, so last Sunday was the easiest I have had on the mission. I didn't give a talk (en la rama Hispana), or play the hymns (en la rama Hispana), or teach a lesson (en la rama Hispana or the English Branch).
Weird.
But quite enjoyable.
Well, I will talk to you later.