Things are going really good out here, we are teaching like 25 people. We are teaching a lot of families who are refugees from Burma, (by Thailand) who don't speak English, most of them are having their kids translate (who are 8 and 10 years old) as we teach, which is difficult but it has been working. But we met one guy named on the bus who doesn't speak hardly any English, but somehow I got his address, and he said we could come by. So we went over to teach him this week, and him and his son were there, so we started to teach both of them, and neither of them spoke English. So it wasn't working. It took me 10 minutes to help them realize I was going to say the opening prayer. So I prayed that we would find a way to communicate. After the prayer, we tried to teach them about prophets, and they just could not understand us, and we could not understand them. Finally I said "do you know anyone who speaks English and Karen" (the language they speak) and he said "my friend". I said where does he live, and he said in apartment B59, This man lives in B60, so next door. I said, is he home, and he said yes, so i said, can you get him? So he went next door and got his friend, who is named. When his friend came into the apartment, he saw us and stopped dead in his tracks. He looked at us really strangely. So I got and introduced myself, and he said "you'll be surprised at what I tell you". so I said "what are you going to tell me" and he said "I am a Mormon!". I was like wait, what? he said yeah, I'm a Mormon, I got baptized 5 months ago in Florida, and then moved here and could not find the church. So then he was able to teach them, and now he is helping us teach all of the families that we are teaching from Burma! It was an incredible miracle, I still have trouble comprehending how it all worked out. Heavenly Father was definitely looking out for us, and more importantly, for his children we are trying to teach. It was incredible.
I love you and miss you, and the family.
Love,
Elder Rider
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