Lots of people do evangelism here. Especially the Jehovah Witnesses and the 7th Day Adventists. Sometimes they like to argue with us but I don't like it so I just don't talk. Some missionaries are really good at bible bashing and our mission president had to tell us to stop because its not Christ like. We are here to invite others to Christ not argue over doctrine.
Its good to hear from everyone. To answer your question on the main reason we loose contact with people is because a lot of people don't own a phone and live with family so sometimes they just randomly move with other family and we have no way of contacting them. Or they just disappear and we can't find them. Or they tell us they went into the interior. Its really difficult to get contact with anyone in the interior and when people go to the interior it is for anywhere from 2 months to 8 months. Most people stay for 6 months. Sister Allison is getting really close to baptism but her work won't give her Saturday nights off so she can come to church Sundays. She works from 11 at night to 9 in the morning and doesn't get home until after 10. We started teaching Brother Dreadman. He says people call him dreadman because when he was younger he had dreadlocks and the name stuck. He had to cut them for his job and hasn't grown them back since. He told us his whole life story how he changed from Hindu to Christian when he was in the army. After the army was when he grew his dreads. He told us "If I hadn't made a change I wouldn't be where I am today. God has helped me be where I am" He's pretty cool. We are also getting close to Sister Ackleema's baptism. We were struggling getting her to church but we were finally able to arrange for a member to pick her up Sunday. She said if she walks she gets really bad nose bleeds and gets really tired. She really wants to be baptized though. That's how my week went.
Today we decided to bike to the end of our area because we had never done that before. We biked all the way to the end of New Forest. We had to bike through some jungle to get there and some cane fields. I wish I took more pictures on the way up
This was what was at the end of the long ride. The road ended here and the river went on.
We met a man fishing who took our picture. His name was Bi-ee I don't really know how to spell it but thats how it sounded. Bi - ee said that this is the Canje creek and that if we would have come earlier we would have seen some monkeys but once it gets hot they leave.
Elder Fisher
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