Pretty great picture right? Courtesy of my companion.
So this week we had our 음악의밤 or Music night. I'm really glad that it's done actually. There was a lot of stress leading up to it. We had to plan it and I had to pull my violin skills back from my Junior High days to the present. It went really well though. We had a good turn out and a really good spirit was felt during it.
Leading up to the music night we decided to invite a bunch of less-actives. To invite them we decided to make cards and brownies. As we were making the cards and brownies there were a couple of mess ups. In addition to that, we were on a tight schedule. I was super stressed. We got everything ready and Elder Quiroz and I said a prayer and we headed out. Once we were out on the street I realized that we had left the member records back at home and were to far to go back. We had a decent idea which apartment the people lived in but didn't know the floor or room number.
I turned to Elder Quiroz and told him to have a prayer in his hear that we would be able to find the houses and that I would do the same. We set off again looking for these houses. As we walked I recognized a building as the apartment that an inactive member lived at who I had forgotten about. We decided to try to visit this person. On the way we ran into some really great people who we were able to give brownies and invitations too.
Against all odds, Elder Quiroz and I were able to remember the address of each person that we wanted to visit. It was a massive miracle. We hadn't visited some of these people in over five weeks but somehow were able to remember where each of them lived. Also on the way we ran into one of the sister missionary's investigator's son. The sisters hadn't been able to meet with this woman and give her an invitation so we gave the son some brownies.
Another miracle that we saw before the music night was with An Onjoon, one of the members. He is about my age. He doesn't really want to serve a mission and and isn't sure what to do with his life. For the music night we had people assigned to give testimonies between each musical number. One of these people couldn't come and as we were thinking of people who could replace him I thought of An Onjoon. I called him up and talked with him for a while.
"Arrgh, could you get someone else to do it?" he asked.
"Nope, we need you," I said.
"What about the other missionaries?"
"They're going to be busy then. We need you to do it."
"I'm not sure if I can."
Then I realized that I had left over brownies.
"I'll give you brownies if you do," I said.
He was sold. On the night of the concert he came and gave a short but wonderful testimony. I told him how grateful I was. He said that it wasn't too bad. One step closer to that mission.
This was a wonderful week, I wish you all the same,
Elder Harkness