Thursday, June 11, 2015

Catch Me If You Can

Must have fallen right off your neck.

Emanuel should be getting baptized for the other Anziani this weekend.. Kelly lost his phone on Saturday.. So we had to move back his baptism until next Friday.. 

We have two new legit investigators.. Both have bap dates for July.. 
  • Thomas is an African that lives in a nearby city.. He is getting his documents done.. He is about 25 and basically is a missionary like us.. But freelance... A really spiritual guy that we have big hope for.
  • Effie is an African also about 25.. He wants to be baptized.. He is really honest and a good guy.. He prays before he goes to a new church.. He has short African dread hair.. Pretty legit.

There is a new convert here that told Anziano Santiago and me how he did a seven day dry fast.. Seven days without food or water.. Two days before the fast he ate and drank a lot.. Then the day before started his fast.. Hence a dry fast (more of an 8 day fast).. He told us this as friends.. Not as boasting.. Later he was teaching Steven with us and brought up how most Christians are not exactly true Christians.. He then asked redundantly how many Christians can fast seven days.. He then kept on talking.. Not pointing out that he himself had done this. Anziano Santiago brought up the idea of us fasting from using our emails since we can't fast like that.. Which sounds funny.. But in theory it makes sense.. So if I don't email anyone for several months you now know why.. I am either killed by the mafia or I am doing an email fast.

1 Take heed that ye do not your alms before men, to be seen of them: otherwise ye have no reward of your Father which is in heaven.
2 Therefore when thou doest thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.
3 But when thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth:
4 That thine alms may be in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret himself shall reward thee openly.
5 ¶And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.
6 But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.

I would invite you to change something in your life.. Or do a kind act for others.. But don't boast about it.. Do it for the right reasons.

Trento has been extremely hot.. I am told it is one of the three hottest cities in Italy... The mountains trap the heat. We brought home from the church an air conditioner and a fan.. These with the fan Anziano Santiago bought have worked miracles for our well being here in Italy.. Today we went to Verona to visit Anziano Santiagos trainer who is holidaying in Italy with his family.. They took us out to lunch.. Went and saw some sights with us,, and gave us some American food.. It was really nice.. As they say.. It is all about who you know.. And Anziano Santiago has got the connections.. We might start going to a gym for our exercise time/free time.. Could you try to send me pictures of my physical papers when you can so we can go.. Thank ya.

We must pay a price for everything we get, whether of a temporal or spiritual nature, and we generally get about what we pay for. If, for instance, I should purchase a suit of clothes, in order to get the best material, the best style, and the proper fit, I must pay a higher price than if I am satisfied with a suit made of shoddy material and poor workmanship. Likewise if I desire to purchase a home, an automobile, or whatever it may be. If I seek intellectual values, I must pay the price by study, research, by devoted effort and ofttimes sacrifice.

Two little mice fell into a bucket of creme.. One mouse gave up quickly and drowned.. The other mouse kicked and fought in that bucket of creme.. Until that creme turned into butter and it crawled its way out..Gentlemen as of this moment.. I am that second mouse.

With love, 
Anziano Gridley 

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