I was so happy to get all of your emails this week and I apologize for not writing on my normal P-day (yesterday) I had my first zone conference and it was so good. It was super weird to see people bear their final testimonies because they were going home before next zone conference because I cant even imagine this incredible work ending for me here in Latvia. I have already fallen in love with the work and I grow closer to my Heavenly Father everyday because I HAVE to rely on him. I know without a doubt I could not learn this language without His help in my life and I'm so grateful for that. I'm also SO thankful for all the knowledge I'm learning about the scriptures and people in general. I LOVE LATVIA.
This last week has been so sweet. We're talking Baigi Labi here in good ol Riga. Last P-day I had the opportunity to go travel to Sigulda which is a little town about an hour ish away by train (every time I get on a train I just wish it was taking me to Hogwarts) and the city there has some ruins of castles and what not. It was so cool! That's where the pictures I'll send are from. It was super funny though because we went in our P-Day clothes of course and for some reason people are A LOT nicer to you when you're not dressed as one of those "Satan-Worshippers-Crazy-
Let me tell you about Aleksandra (sorry wig you already heard about this) who's a member here and she's about 60 ish. When we go to church we're supposed to sit with members here and not your companion so my first week was a little intimidating knowing that wherever I sat, I probably wouldn't understand a word they said to me. I decided my safest bet was with some babushka (grandma). I sat down next to this lady and honestly she still hasn't stopped talking to me. Now, this wouldnt be so bad if I could understand a word of what she was saying but I seriously can only tell you what her name is, other than that I know absolutely nothing about what she tells me, ha-ha. I kind of feel bad but she seems to have a great time talking and always smiles (maybe that's not good...) after. I pretty much just say "labi" over and over again. we'll see how long I can get away with that.
IT WAS MIRACLE WEEK THIS WEEK!!!!!!!!!! Since I've arrived here in Riga we haven't had 1 investigator, which has been pretty tough to say the least. I've been praying and praying to find someone and I honestly talk to anyone that walks by me on the street. We were out on Monday night last week for about an hour contacting session and right before it started, the rain came... :D I turned to Elder Bland and told him that in the scriptures Rain is usually something people would pray for so obviously rain equals blessings. I went out as happy as I could down the street and started talking to people. For the first 10 minutes we didnt have any luck UNTIL this young guy walked passed me so naturally I said hello. He took out his Headphones and began to talk with us and I actually understood him! We testified of Christ and gave him a Book of Mormon. We asked if we could meet up sometime to talk more about Christ and about the Book he was holding in his hand. He promptly told us we could meet that very next day at the church. What you have to understand is that we get tons of people that will say they want to meet but then continue to stand you up like a 16 year old waiting for his date. Needless to say, I wasnt completely sold but I was so grateful to my Heavenly Father for putting us in eachother's paths. The next night HE CALLED us to confirm!!! We of course met with him and at the end of a very spiritual lesson, we invited him to be baptized and he accepted before we could even finish asking him!! Since then we've met with him everynight! In our second lesson we were prompted to teach the word of wisdom and see if he had any problems because everyone and their dog smokes here. When we found out that he smoked we asked if he wanted to quit and he said yes. We told him that is was possible but only through hard work. What happened next brought the spirit so strongly... He sat and pondered for a minute and then proceeded to reach into his pocket and pull out a pack of smokes and chuck them across the room sinking the shot right into the trash can. He looked at us and was ready to find out how to quit. What a tender mercy... I LOVE MISSIONARY WORK!!!!!!!!!!! His name is Martinš (Martinch) so please remember him in your prayers!
Thank you all so much for the support you give me and I hope you know that I pray for every single one of you in my prayers and I think of you every night. Thanks a million for the blessings you give me! Love you all! Help the missionaries at home!!!!!!
-Elder Webb
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