It's been a while since I have written, so let me update. Right now I'm in my last transfer in Heide. It's a pretty small area with a population of about 20,000 but we have lots of little dorfs (villages) in our area that we go to because we have a car, so that makes things nice. My companion is Elder Jensen and he is from West Point, Utah. He is a funny guy and we are getting along good.
Lately, it has been a struggle finding people to teach. We did have a lesson this week with Manfred. Last week Manfred accepted a baptismal commitment for the 19th of November, but this week we found out that he won't be able to make that, as he is going on vacation for a week. So that was kind of a let down. He still wants to be baptized, but that won't be for a little bit. Besides that we had some fallen out appointments and lots of knocking on doors. We have met some nice people that respect us for what we do, but none of them have interest to meet with us.
On Tuesday, this week we had planned to overnight in Neumunster because we had zone training meeting the next day. Neumunster is pretty close to Kiel, and it would save us kilometers for the car because we are only allowed 2,000 each month. We also had an appointment that was pretty close to Neumunster right before that. So we did some dooring, went by on some less actives, you know, normal missionary stuff. Then the family called that the appointment was supposed to be with and canceled. So we did some more dooring in another dorf. Well, we decided to pull off the road to decide where to go next before we went to Neumunster. It was raining really hard because that's the constant weather here in Northern Germany. So I pull off the road into some dirt and didn't think much of it, until my companion is like, " I think we just pulled into mud, we better not be stuck." Then I was like, " Oh nonsense we aren't stuck," so I put it back in drive and press the gas pedal, and as luck would have it, we didn't go anywhere, the wheels just kept spinning. So we sat for a little bit deciding what to do, then we remembered the stick trick. So we got out in our suit pants and dress shoes in the mud to gather some sticks or pieces of wood. That didn't work so well because we could only find branches from off a tree, and keep in mind it's raining really hard and we have been trying for about an hour already. Cars are driving by us not noticing that we need help. We said a prayer and finally some girls stop by that are about as old as we are. They said they had to go home quick but they would come back. We kept trying to get ourselves out, but were doing more harm by spinning the wheel and getting us deeper in the mud. The girls came back and brought their brothers and they pulled us out.
We then drove to Neumunster to stay the night covered in mud and dirt, but thankful for the people that helped us get out of the mud. That experience was literally a perfect example of the atonement. Without those people that helped us, we would not have been able to get out, and trust me we tried for about 2 hours on our own. But ultimately we just got ourselves in more trouble. Sometimes that's how we are in this life, and that is why we need the Savior and the Atonement, so that he can lift us out. I know that Jesus helps us when we need him because I have felt his help lifting me. I know that only through his grace can we make it back to live with him. In the Name of Christ Amen.