February 26, 2018

This week was pretty good. Leanne is getting baptized this Saturday which is really exciting. She doesn't talk much but I've been able to tell she does feel the spirit pretty well and is definitely ready for baptism. We taught the Romanian and Slovakian family each once this week. Both lessons were okay, the Romanians got to Skype with Elders that speak their language so he was able to learn a lot more. His son Alex will probably get baptized in the near future, more importantly though Alex REALLY wants to get baptized. He has to talk it over with his parents a lot though. The Slovakian family was okay. Our Skype lesson fell through with the other Elders so we tried to give him a spiritual thought and invite him to church the best we could in the simplest English possible. He is a really good guy, but he does struggle with smoking. So are trying to find a way get him off of the one last cigarette that he has been on for a while now. Great things are in store for this week, and I can't wait to see the results of it.

And now behold, I say unto you that the right way is to believe in Christ, and deny him not; and Christ is the Holy One of Israel; wherefore ye must bow down before him, and worship him with all your might, mind, and strength, and your whole soul; and if ye do this ye shall in nowise be cast out.

2 Nephi 25:29

Funny story from this week: Before I tell you this story, you need to know that in the UK there are different types of barbers. Turkish barbers, top class barbers, home owned barbers and a bunch more. They all do different styles. The cheapest is a Turkish barber shop, it's only £9. So I'm getting my haircut from some Turkish dude and he finishes and is using a blow dryer to spiffy my hair up and all that jazz. When he finishes that he proceeds to pick up a can of wax to put in my hair. I say "I don't like wax man no thanks" He says "No understand English" then proceeds to wax my hair. I'm like crap, I'm going to look retarted. When he finishes he literally started cracking up and said "sorry, I understand what you said now" in laughter. I seriously looked like a guido Italian guy from the 1930's. It was bad. So I threw the ten pound note I had at the cashier and sprinted out to the bus station and went to my flat and fixed my hair. My hair was so shiny from the wax someone could have the reflection off of the sun.

Love you all,

Elder Erik Orchard