We started the week off with exchanges in St. Die with the District Leaders. Me and a missionary named Elder Melanson were together. We went street contacting in the morning and got a few peoples' numbers which was really nice. Afterwards, we went knocking on doors before a rendezvous with an investigator that they had scheduled. It was freezing and we weren't seeing any immediate success, but we kept going. The last man we encountered was a strong Muslim, but let us in to help him move a HUGE table he just built into another room. He was really nice and gave us Coke afterward and sat us down to talk about religion. It was really cool and he was really grateful for our help. By this point, we were already 15 minutes late to our rendezvous with their investigator, so we rushed over to his apartment. Elder Melanson had previously warned me that this guy is sometimes really weird during lessons, but I still had no idea what to expect. When we got there, him and his girlfriend were smoking some weed. Then he proceeded to roll a blunt during our lesson LOL! He was also drinking coffee... Does caffeine even mix well with other drugs haha? But he basically didn't care about our lesson and Elder Melanson was really mad. He has been their investigator for a while and hasn't progressed. Up until this point, Elder Melanson had a lot of hope. Eventually, Elder Melanson just got up and said, "We're leaving". And we left. It was awkward, but Elder Melanson was so frustrated with the situation. He ended up dropping him as an investigator. After that, we still had a lot of time before mine and Elder Payne's train back to Epinal, so we did more knocking. One guy that we knocked on was a Jehovah's Witness. It was really peaceful on his porch for the first 20ish minutes, but then he invited us inside his house. Oh boy. Not the right situation to be in for a missionary who just had to drop an investigator. It was really just a peaceful bashing, but eyes got watery and faces turned red. Me and the guy's daughter were just looking around, feeling awkward haha. What an experience! Elder Melanson is so powerful in his words that I think everyone present felt the spirit so strongly.
The next day me and Elder Payne decorated the Church for Christmas Sunday to surprise the Branch. Look for it in my picture album!
On Friday, me and Elder Payne went knocking as per usual. We were at it for HOURS when we finally found an old woman that was willing to talk. We talked to her FOREVER and she was so nice. Hopefully we can make her an official investigator soon, but either way I love talking with her. Then we went back to the church to do some things. While there, we got three texts. One of them was from this guy I met in Paris several weeks ago. He's one of the investigators in the Paris area. I'll attach a pic of his text. It was so funny and made me feel so good knowing that he wants me to get transferred to Paris to be his next missionary. I've only met the guy once, so it obviously made me feel good! Then we got a text from the Branch President saying that Frere Courage's (the man from England who has helped translate for me in the past; AKA: Only English speaker in the Branch) mom just died and he wanted us to email him our condolences. So sad! Then we got a text from a new investigator family me and Elder Payne found! My first official investigators in this ville, yay! But the text was to cancel our rendezvous with them, so I'm hoping that they're not just flakes and that they continue to be our investigators.
Saturday me and Elder Payne traveled to this small ville named Le Thillot to visit two in-active members and invite them to Christmas Sunday the next day. Le Thillot is so small that we had to take an hour train ride and then an hour bus ride, because there is no direct train line there. When we got there, it was freezing and there was a blizzard out! Again, the addresses on our sheets were WRONG! The Branch clerk really did a bad job, for this is like the 100th person I've tried visiting that has a wrong address/phone number haha. How annoying! Anyway, after a while of searching for the first man, we had no luck and decided to leave an invitation at a house that was potentially his. Then it was on to a woman. We searched for literally HOURS. There was no house with her address, but we found her street! That meant that all we had to do was knock all the doors. The problem? That street would be a comparison to State Street in Utah. It went on for MILES, through the whole ville as a matter of fact. As it was getting dark, we were getting frustrated. We wanted to find this woman before our bus out of the ville so that we didn't just come all this way for nothing. Eventually, we decided to ask people. To our surprise, people knew her! They pointed us in the right direction and we got to her house! Why didn't we think of doing that earlier haha? Anyway, when she opened the door, I realized that it was a lady that the Branch President took me and Elder Asato to meet when I first got here. I just acted like I didn't know her and invited her to church. She said she couldn't. I'm not gonna lie, that day was painful. We put in a ton of effort for people who weren't going to come. Oh well, what's done is done haha.
SUNDAY! My favorite part of this week by far! So when me and Elder Payne first showed up at the church, no one was there. But one by one, they all started coming. I was kind of bummed though, because this past month Elder Payne and I had been working every day to invite the in-actives to come and none of them were showing up. Then, there he was. In the back row sat the old man me and Elder Ludwig drove to see on exchanges in that small farm town. He had previously told us that he had heart conditions so he couldn't go to church. I had no clue he was going to show up of all the people we invited... And with his wife (who's not a member) and they brought food for our feast afterward. How cool! They were the only non-active people to come to actual church, but more people showed up for the feast (I'd probably do that too if I was inactive haha). The gypsy family from Serbia, the Nikocevics, that we visited a few weeks ago came with a HUGE homemade cake in hand. Only the mom is actually a member, but everyone from her family came with. No one in the branch even knew who they were, but they were all socializing with them! The Nikocevics even said that they'd try to come back next week, even though they have to drive here illegally. The mom was also wanting me to e-mail Justin Trudeau for her to gain her entry into Canada, yet again. Haha! Then Soeur LaForge showed up (the one with the mom with Alzheimer's) with her mom and her daughter. Her mom was so out of it, that the Branch Presidency all sat her on a chair and carried her up to the 2nd level of the church where we were having the feast. I'm talking like 40, small, windy steps (small apartment building). What a service. Everyone was eating a lot, talking a lot, and laughing a lot. Even though only two inactives showed up, they brought their families, food (which nobody asked of them), and a lot of fun. What a success. All the countless people we visited that didn't show up really missed out. The branch was so proud of our decorations and gave us all the leftovers. And I'm talking leftovers of basically a Thanksgiving feast. I was literally so stuffed that it hurt to walk afterward. Can't remember the last time I ate that well. Frere and Soeur Courage even showed up, even though his mom just died. They also brought a lot. People are great! I'm glad that these inactives enjoyed their time and may become activated again. It really was a good day! The fruits of our labor really did show. Not in quantity as we were hoping, but in quality.
Today I got a haircut by a barber who did it almost entirely with a straight razor. I'll probs be posting a new profile pic, so look out for it there haha.
This week taught me a lot. Know that God knows your labors and he will bless you for them.
I love you all so much. Thanks for all the love and support you send every week. I cannot thank you enough! Oh and shout out to my Nanny for the Christmas package. Whether it's handwritten notes, packages, or emails, they all mean so much to me. You have no idea.
Love, Elder Anderson
Me & Elder Payne
Catching a nap on the train
Package from Nanny
Gifts from my mom
Text from investigator in Paris
Decorations at the Church
Preparing the feast
Our awesome branch











































