December 9th, 2013
Hi mum!
Within a day of writing this email I found out some amazing news. First of all is that we're being driven (Elder Gunnell and I) to the London Temple by the Zone Leaders, meaning that we won't have to carry our stuff around everywhere. Next is that you got my letter! I am so happy you did. I didn't mean to withold an email to you last week (I never do) but I am so glad that my letter made it, I was relying on that. Technical problems. I thought you'd like the photo as well I sent in the post. Besides that, we just got a Christmas tree from some members to put up in our flat. We'll be decking the halls after all! What other good news...well, it's great to hear the packages are at the temple now! I'll be picking them up tomorrow!
Drum roll please....................I literally found out 10 minutes ago that MBALU WAS BAPTISED!!! Remember the woman in Reading who has a million miracles behind her? She's a member now!!!! In the words of Ammon in the book of Alma "my joy is full, yea, my heart is brim with joy". I never knew I could be so happy about that news. So that's something I'll have to write about.
So the Secret Santa is already up? Did you go to North Star this time for, let's be honest, cookies? I especially enjoy those gingerbread boys. I know what I'll be sending home for Christmas already.
Ok so last night there was this musical fireside called "Faith: the musical". It was in the chapel and was an attempt to condense the experience of the play into more of an oratorio format. Anyways, it was below my expectations. Elder Gunnell and I laughed a bit afterwards (which is terrible, I know) at the way it was done. The singers, excellent. The composer and director, not so much. It was as if he wanted to make his own musical so he used the story of the Martin handcart company along with Wilford Woodruff's mission to England and put them with some albeit interesting and forgettable songs. We had an investigator there who still enjoyed it. It must have been the Spirit. We'll be seeing her at the Christmas party this weekend.
Now here's a great story that happened this week. It was cold and dark when we returned from a long day of knocking in Clevedon to Portishead. With the night already upon us, yet it only being 6:30, we still had work to do in sorting out our potential investigators. We knocked on one's door and she said "Hi guys, won't you come in?".
She had been contacted in the past by the previous comapnionship; once to introduce themselves and another time in the pouring rain, to which she could only give them some hot chocolate. When the Elders first knocked on her door, she'd assumed that they were the infamous Jehovah's Witnesses and thus told them "you wouldn't like me. I'm a nurse. I give blood transfusions." That was funny.
This time, though, she was available. We went in (seeing that her husband was home) and were led into the living room. She offered us something to drink and we got to introducing myself a little more. After a few minutes she started asking the right questions. We started on the nature of God; who He is, what He's like and such. Being from a Catholic background herself, she had a decent knowledge of the Bible compared to many others in England. Then she asked an inspired question "So, what makes your church different?". That led us right into a conversation about the restoration of the true church of Christ. Then we introduced the Book of Mormon to her and went over some of it's contents. Meanwhile her atheist husband was sitting around, seemingly disinterested yet in reality must have been listening to everything of which we spoke.
Then came the millionaire question. "If you don't mind me asking such a personal question, how did you find out that this was true?". I then talked about my experience with the Book of Mormon and sincerely told her how I felt the Holy Ghost. And the best 3 words you can ever hear from an investigator, the same words I heard from Mbalu, Linda and others, were said "I believe you". That means that the Spirit was present. I was on cloud nine that evening. She'll be coming to the Christmas party as well on Saturday along with her children. It turns out she was prepared by her oldest daughter who two years ago started talking about God (at age 4) and sparked an interest in her mother once again!
There are miracles every week. It just takes some more time to reach them in some areas! Love you mum!
Elder Cooper













