It's great to hear from you guys. This email schedule is terrible so I'll send you some letters if I have time during p time.
We went to Manchester last Thursday. It was rough. The first hour me and my companion were totally stunned by what we were doing and didn't even approach almost anyone. The second hour we talked to 4 people for a decent amount of time. Three of them had Books of Mormon already so we didn't place any. In the end we were both glad we just talked to people. With seven minutes until we were going to have to go I wanted to talk to one more person so I saw an African at a bus stop and we talked to him. I wish we had more time but we taught him about families and gave him a Proclamation on the Family.
It stuck in my mind all day that we were too fearful of sharing the gospel. That night lying in my bed out of nowhere I (the spirit) thought of 2 Nephi 8:12. I didn't write it down but I remembered it in the morning and looked at it. It applied so well. I love that missionaries do receive special power. I can't wait to go door to door on Friday to redeem myself.
I call for Mother's Day at 3:30 here, 8:30 am there.
2 Nephi 8:12
I am he; yea, I am he that comforteth you. Behold, who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of man, who shall die, and of the son of man, who shall be made like unto grass?