G'day, mate

Hey everyone! It's been a fantastic week. Lots of good contacting to be done because no one wants to meet with us. Still not sure why, but the students all think that studying is more important than listening to us. Lots of tracting and GQing and visiting members. Despite numbers being low, we're grateful to be working. 

No one is slightly exaggerating. Ted and Bowen are still doing great. Both still on date for the 23rd of this month. They're progressing well, both have recieved all the lessons. They both seem to "forget" about church sometimes, but that's alright. We'll get them there soon. We also had a miracle contact last week - we called a random number out of the area book and they invited us for dinner. Beautiful little family. We'll call them again today, hopefully we'll have a chance to go back and keep teaching them.

My dear companion has taken to greeting all of the Australians we pass on the street. He tries to emulate the "G'day, mate" he hears so frequently from the Aussies. Unfortunately, with an Asian accent, it sounds like "Go die, mate". I had to ask him not to use that one anymore until he's had more practice. 

While on the subject of Australian accents, no. I still don't have one. Nor will I ever have one. You're all going to ask when I get home, the answer is no. My Australian accent sounds Asian. 

We were in the temple this morning. Beautiful, beautiful experience. Always is. I had a lot of thoughts this morning, but particularly one of gratitude. How blessed we are to have all we do. Missionaries bump into a lot that could pretty easily bring you down - after a whole afternoon of tracting and not talking to anyone, you can get a little frustrated. Stick with it. Be grateful to be alive. God has given us so, so much. Why should we ever not be grateful?

Have a great week, everyone. I love you all. Keep up the good work!

Elder Blackhurst