Where did the WAS come from?

So this week we kicked off the week by meeting a crazy man who tried to argue with us. He was from the religious group "House of Yahweh". I'm not saying anything against that group... I'm sure they're very nice people. This guy, however, was a weirdee. So he saw that we were missionaries and started talking to us. Now, being the missionaries that we are, we started teaching him about what the Book of Mormon was. He had a lot of misconceptions about what it was, saying that we believed Paul preached in England and so on. Hmmmm... not us! Anyhoo... he wanted to try to impress us with scriptural knowledge, so he asked us to turn to John 1:1, which we did. "In the beginning was the word". Now he asks "Where did the was come from?" "Uh, sir?" "WHERE did the WAS come from?!" "I'm not sure what you're trying to say." "God was in the beginning, and then He stepped outside of Himself and was with Himself, so that's where the was came from." "Sir, I'll be honest... that sounds ridiculous" "Well son, that's because you're carnal and so it'll sound foolish to you." So yeah... that was our experience with Yahweh crazy-man. Moving on to Tuesday, which was a SWEET day! We had interviews with President Newman, as well as a training from the AP's while we waited. The AP's talked about effective planning and extending a baptismal commitment while President Newman stressed to me the need to be more direct. So after that, out we went into the world that is Brunswick and tried to apply what we'd been taught. As we did so... miracles happened!!! At one appointment I watched in awe as the Spirit literally changed someone's heart. His entire countenance changed, and the Spirit was so strong. Later we met with another lady and she told us that she'd gained a testimony of the Book of Mormon and the prophet Joseph Smith. I LOVE this work because I get to be a first-hand witness to the Lord's hand in this work. Sunday we had an interesting experience. We went over to Bishop McVeigh's house for dinner and he & his wife ate in one room with the Spanish speaking elders while we ate in another room with Sister McVeigh's mother, who has dementia. At least 5 times she asked us where we were from and if we were from Emery (some college). After the 2nd time, we started coming up with different answers. I was from Germany, and another time from South Africa, and we were both on summer vacation from Emery. We'd helicoptered in to stay with the Bishop for the night. For 5 minutes Elder Amesse spoke only Spanish, and at one point I played deaf. But by the end of it all, she'd forgotten all of that, and we said quite normal goodbyes and she now has no clue who we are. So yeah... that was, um, fun?! Anyhoo... I love y'all... have a great week! -Elder Borgia