Tuesday was an interesting day in terms of lessons that we taught. We taught both Tresor (our new African investigator who wants to be baptized), and Serge (our neighbor who is a new investigator) the Plan of Salvation. Both lessons went really well and it's nice to see these people progress. What was funny about it was that we taught both people the same lesson and discovered that both of them have 5 children with precisely 3 different women. What are the odds? A coincidence? I think not.
On Wednesday we met up with some new teenagers that we found for lunch in our downtown area. They're actually pretty chill and it was a fun moment. Hopefully they'll progress soon, if not at least we have some new friends haha. After that we were off to Paris for my companion's legality. The journey was so long from where we live. Upon arrival in the area we were staying in for the night, the Elders there met up with us at a good Burger joint and we feasted. Then we went back to their apartment for the night. It was an interesting experience because I didn't really know either of the two Elders that we stayed with, but it was a lot of fun! So much fun, however, that we lost track of time talking and ended up staying awake all night. By the time we looked at the clock, it was already 6 AM. This was a horrifying sight for us, as we had a long day ahead of us of traveling all over Paris via metro, to run our errands.
Thursday, as you could probably imagine, was tiring! We had to leave at 6:30 AM for my companion's legality, so we didn't have time to even shower or anything. We literally just left. We were still in our suits from the night before, so that made the preparation faster. After we left, we started on our long journey across Paris to the Mission Office. After we got all of the necessities from the Senior Couples (who I love dearly), we left to the Sous-Prefecture. Because the Sous-Prefecture is like the DMV in America (in terms of atmosphere and long waiting periods), I had planned to sleep while my companion was waiting to be/being helped. This, unfortunately, did not occur, as we bumped into other missionaries there at the same time. They definitely kept me up with conversation. Oh the joy! After Elder Thomas was helped, we left to go get some Five Guys in Paris. So good and well-worth the detour for lunch. Then we proceeded to the train station to get us back home. We showed up 2 hours early, hoping to possibly make an earlier train than we had originally planned. This didn't happen either. The train station apparently experienced a malfunction of sorts earlier that day and didn't have the abilities to bring in/send off trains. Almost every train was canceled and the ones that weren't were delayed hours. This was terrible. We had both planned to sleep on the long train ride back and now our train had been canceled. We also didn't want to stay another night in Paris. We decided to wait it out at the train station and pray that a train going to our city would be ready for take off soon. We were there forever, along with thousands of other people and even news reporters with their camera crews. We did, however, feel as though we had an important purpose in waiting around, as we helped a guy from California figure out what was happening as his French translators. He was a really nice guy and I felt terrible because his train ended up being delayed 5 hours. As soon as we were losing hope that we wouldn't have a train back home, a train appeared! It was like the Hunger Games, with thousands of people fighting for a spot on the train. We weren't about to stay another night, so we used every single drop of energy we still had left in us to get a seat on this train-- and we did! Victory! We were dead asleep the whole ride-- approximately 3 and a half hours. Upon arrival, we went straight home and proceeded to fall asleep again.
Friday was difficult, but we survived. The drowsiness was at an all-time high, but we still pushed through and did our work. We finished the night at the Sala's house (the Swedish couple in the Branch) for a dinner appointment. It was so good and I love them. It's fun learning about my heritage with them and eating foods that my ancestors probably ate. They're an awesome couple.
On Saturday I was able to give an interview to another baptismal candidate in Rennes. I love giving these interviews; they are so fun. The guy, Guillaume, passed with flying colors and it was a great experience. The night, however, was not so fun. We met up with some old investigators here. The main Guy (that we supposedly taught) wasn't there, but his girlfriend, mother, and kids were there. Apparently he's sold everything he owns (phone, etc.) for drugs and most nights doesn't even come home anymore. It was sad to hear this from the people closest to him and to see the struggles that they're all going through. I'm hopeful that all will work out for them though.
Sunday was a nice day. Great day at church, got many things set up with members, and even got some good contacting/finding in.
Today we are going to a place called Saint Malo for our district P-Day. It should be a blast and I'll make sure to put pictures into my weekly album, so keep an eye out for those.
One thing that this week taught me was to have faith always. I know that my experience with the train doesn't sound like much, but it really was a terrible expérience (I'm not being overly dramatic, I promise haha). So many people were losing hope that they would be able to leave that night and went back to wherever they had been staying in Paris for another night. I really do think that God blessed us for keeping the faith and praying for a miracle. With faith (and with God) anything is possible. Faith moves mountains, as many people say. I can firmly attest to this. Keep your faith and hold onto it, it really does work miracles.
I love you all. Thanks for all of the support.
Elder Connor Anderson
Legality trip to Paris for Elder Thomas
P-Day to Saint Malo















































































