2nd Letter but first From OHIO :) June 3, 2013

TUCK IS TRAINING!?! Finally!! I think imagining my trainer, Elder Houser, as Tucker is a great idea. my camera has been malfunctioning so I haven't taken many pictures but my MTC Comp has a ton!!! he will email them to me and I will get them to you asap!   My p-day's are Monday here... and I got in the field on Wednesday.... so in a whole month, i will have had all of 2 p-days. I was running low on clothing to say the least.    So day 1- We get to our house... yes, I said house. It's a cruddy house, but great for missionaries, and I dropped  my bags and we headed out to work without unpacking, just the way I wanted to do it. what's funny though is how in the MTC they talked everyday about how ineffective tracting is... and then I go tracting everyday that I've been here. referrals are zip, zero, Nada, zilch!! There are maybe 3 family's that are helping in the ward with missionary work. I have gained a greater appreciation for families who help the missionaries through referrals. anyway, so we're tracting, and it starts to drizzle, I count to 4 and it starts raining golf balls!! seriously this rain was HUGE!! then I count to 10 and it stops.... are you serious!? it's sunny raining, PPOOOOUUURRRRIIIINNNGGG then sunny within 37 seconds. whatever. the whole front of me, SOAKED, the whole backside of me, dryer than a raisin. it was an awesome first day.   day 2- More tracting, more angry people, and more tracting.   day 3... I don't know why I'm doing this day # thing, I don't even remember what I did Saturday... probably some tracting. I don't know.   IT CAN BE SO HOT HERE!!!! Humidity is insane Cleveland. In the MTC I would sneeze and get a nose bleed, now the air is so thick and wet!! the change was huge but I am getting used to it :)   Investigators- so we have Rod, Victoria, Amanda, Manny who we found Saturday I think at the park :) then Edward, Wal, nana and quay... and some more I think but I don't know if I remembered anymore names :). All of whom were found by tracting... That's just ridiculous.   Amanda is bugged by spirits in her house and life because of a card reader in 7th grade.... she's more mature now but... we asked her to obey the Word of Wisdom for obvious reasons, and to study a little bit about family history again, for obvious reasons.   Richard, a recent convert, started smoking and drinking coffee and alcohol again. we went over and talked with him and elder Houser was almost in tears/put his fist through the wall. what was amazig though, was I felt the same way. I just met him that day and I already felt so much love for him. The Charity of a missionary is a gift. We discussed his wants, his desires, where he was, where he is, and where he'd like to be! He asked for a blessing to help and guide him through his hard times and with his family seemingly not wanting to spend any time with him. We then proceeded into his garage where the trash cans were, RICHARD STOMPPED HIS CIGGARETS!! AND DUMPED HIS COFFEE!!!  I was so proud of him!! We are seeing him tomorrow I believe to talk about repentance and the need to talk to bishop. I sooo love this work already!!   Sacrament meeting was good... but different. VERY different. Although it was supposed to be "the most normal" Elder Houser has attended while being in this area. The spirit was still there. Gospel Principles was WAAAY DIFF... a little weird!!!! Some people's questions were crazy questions... Wow! I am grateful for this opportunity to learn patience, tolerance and how to love someone that I would normally not take the time to know otherwise.   We were talking about the spirit world/prison part of the plan of salvation and the teacher just took these questions with AMAZING patience and kindness. I applaud her and told her that after class.   This work is amazing and wonderful and fantasmagicallystupendous!! No it's not a word but it works. Anyway, if you would like to write me... actual mail.... hintidy hint hint...I'd Love it!!   Keep the faith, Fight the Fight, and Endure to the End!!! Elder Trey Toolson