Hello my friends!
Transfer calls came Saturday night. Good news! I am...STAYING! For my second transfer I will remain in the South San Francisco East area, being trained by my awesome companion Elder Watkins. I'm super excited to be here! The work is going better in SSF for a lot of reasons. Most importantly, the members here are starting to feed us more. The missionary meal calendar was passed around and we're getting fed dinner 8 times in the next 10 days. We also have members scheduled to come teach with us every day for the next week. The bishop has been increasingly supportive of the missionary work, and the members respect us. It's probably because I got my suits at Men's Wearhouse. They like the way I look.
Our only progressing investigator, Lona, is coming along really well! We taught her the Plan of Salvation, Word of Wisdom, and Law of Chastity the other day, and she committed to live both those laws. It was my first time teaching the law of chastity, and I definitely will need some more practice. After telling her that it dealt with being sexually pure, I totally blanked for a few seconds, and the member with us saved my bacon and expounded on it. Fortunately she's a cool person, so it worked out and wasn't too awkward. Phew.
We took her to church yesterday, and she loved it! She felt the Spirit, and the members of the ward really stepped up in fellowshipping her. We'll be teaching her at a member's house later this week.
Here's a cool story: on Thursday we were going to teach Lona, but it didn't happen because she had a school assignment come up that she had to take care of. So we decided to go see a less active member, Brother Starks. Bro Starks is a total stud. He is bald and has a bunch of cool tattoos on his head and arms, and a bunch of earrings. Haha, he's a stud with studs. I just came up with that...so funny. He also has a bunch of grotesque plastic heads hanging from the ceiling in his living room because he's cool like that. Oh, and he hasn't been active in 30 years, since he was a teenager.
So he let us in and talked to us about his childhood for a while. We asked him a little bit about his testimony. I was inspired by the Holy Ghost to ask him, "Do you believe you can have a testimony again?" He sat there for a full minute and then said, "I don't think it was a coincidence that you're here right now." He started crying and eventually told us he wants to come back to church and that he wants the Gospel to be back in his life. He said that had he known it was us knocking on his door, he wouldn't have answered, and he knew God brought us there. And he told me that my tie was ugly and he gave me one of his. How neat is that?
Brother Starks came to church yesterday for the first hour, and we'll be meeting with him regularly to help him become active. Truly the Lord works miracles in the lives of His children. I know that he lead us there to Brother Starks' home. That's pretty neat!
Good luck to you all. May the Lord bless you in every aspect of your lives,
Elder Gillie
Oh, and here's some pictures.
We went to a cool park by the ocean/bay:
My rad companion:
Elder Isley and I were twinners on accident: