Dear Friends and Family,
I've decided that for my first meal home I'm going to have a roast chicken made by my mom.
It's been a fun filled week with more or less the normal activities that take place for a missionary serving in Mesa Arizona. This morning I got my ears cleaned, because I wasn't hearing as well, and Elder Marco and I had a good time making jokes about what we could do when the doctor came in. He suggested we make a fort out of the medical bed and put on some paper hats so that when the doctor came in we could yell "intruders!". We didn't end up doing anything, but it turns out the doctor is a cousin to the Dances back at home.
We had a wonderful little miracle this past week. Through out the week it was going pretty slow and everyone we met was either angry with us or just plain rude. Finally one night we said "Hi" to a guy named Marco getting out of his car and struck up a conversation. After a while he just asked "How do you guys do this every single day?". It was an honest question and he wanted a sincere answer. We explained that one major reason is that we know that what we have to share with people can help them in every part of their life. Following an exchange of information he invited us back to tell him more about what we taught. I'm really looking forward to meeting with him this Wednesday. His sincere question was a nice contrast to some one earlier in the day who flat out interrogated us about the bible and our beliefs, trying to prove that what we had to say was wrong. It really made me appreciate how much it means to be sincere and kind to everyone. Even people who don't want to hear what we have to say take the time to at least listen to me as another person rather than just ignoring us. I hope to show more patience and understanding when I get home, because I really appreciate it from others.
In response to questions about if there's anything cool to do on P-day, the answer is yes if we're not dead tired. One of the neighbors has a basket ball court where it's fun to just go and shoot some hoops. If we had a frisbee and the temperature was lower we'd probably go out and play some ultimate.
The people here are wonderful. Most of the time everyone is really happy to see us. On occasion they'll be someone working out in their yard that could use some help, so we bike up and ask "would you like some help?". It is funny to watch the reactions of people. Some just ignore us, so we ask louder, others look up and politely say "no thanks", but the best is when they cut us off before we're finished asking and start yelling and waving frantically "No, No, Go away". I never thought that people would be so afraid of two nineteen year-olds. At the end of the day this week has been one full of personal experiences that are hard to describe with out pages and pages of text, which I'm sure would take too much time to read so for now I say farewell.
Love you all
Elder Davidson
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