Italians also celebrate the Monday after Easter in remembrance of the angel that came to the tomb of Jesus and they call it Pasquetta. I'm convinced it's just an excuse to take another day off work.
I hope everyone had a great Easter and spent time with friends and family! Sorella Rowe and I made chicken, corn, and potatoes, the closest thing we could get to an American Easter dinner haha! We were given Colomba which is this weird bread cake thing Italians eat for every holiday and I'm talking EVERY holiday. They would have a Colomba cake for Martin Luther King day I swear. Easter is also just about the one time a year they go to church so that was interesting to see!
We had quite the week so I will try to recap. We got a phone call from one of our investigators saying he was coming to the church Thursday night to meet with the branch president. We were a little surprised and weren't sure what to expect. I was not braced for the most awkward experience of my entire life. He drove all the way to Siena and then our President (coming from Prato which is also an hour drive from the opposite direction) shows up-in a full Adidas striped sweat suit no less- and our investigator proceeds to open up his bag and pull out an entire presentation with graphs, slide show, and lap top, as to how to grow the church financially using his diamond and gold business. The president looked at us like "Did I really just drive an hour for this" and our investigator was trying his best to explain why this could really help us. I wanted to die. My heart absolutely broke for our investigator. It was a solid hour of him presenting and our President telling him why we don't use other means of investment, and then our investigator not listening or understanding, and then president getting frustrated and then our investigator getting frustrated. Eventually we told our investigator that we didn't realize he was under the impression that we need a new way of running the church financially. We explained we don't need a new way to make money so that members don't have to pay tithe. That's the whole point of paying tithing, it's meant to be a sacrifice. It's not that our church needs money or demands it from us, we pay it willingly out of respect for God's commandments. He got very frustrated because every time we tried explaining why we pay tithing it would turn into a spiritual conversation. he would say "I get that it's for your faith! But what I'm saying is that you wouldn't have to pay 10% because the church could make 10% off of this method and wouldn't need it from the members who can't afford it!" It was a difficult situation. I'm really praying we haven't lost him. It's so sad because his wife wants to be baptized, but she has no way of getting to church, and if we could only show him how much a blessing this gospel could be for his family then maybe he would be willing to take her on Sunday.
We also had a lesson with Doris and Luciano, but while we were at the train station she called and told us she was sick. I was so bummed. Irma also had to cancel her lesson with us and Jennifer cancelled on us as well!! SO THAT'S FUN. So you probably thought we had nothing to do? ohhhhhhohoohoohoh no. Our zone leaders gave us 1,900 Easter pass along cards to hand out (that number is not exaggerated) and so we decided that if we weren't going to make our goal for lessons we would make a new goal to hand out every single one of those dang cards and we had only a couple days to do it..
I wish I could write a book of all the people we met and things that happened to us in those couple days of handing out cards all day long. The cards were simple and had a picture of Jesus on them and on the back it said "Follow Him and find new life" and our website and our phone number. We had a full range of people who would laugh, take them and rip them in half, swear at us, call us Jehovah's witnesses, crumple them on the ground, and we also had people thank us, have conversations with us, and kiss His picture. One man even tried to pay me for handing them out! Many drunk men, a lot of rain, sore feet, a lot of rejection, and a lot of awkward moments. There were two times I had to run and find somewhere to sit because I thought I was going to pee my pants from laughing so hard. But we did it and we handed out the last card Monday night and celebrated with gelato and collapsing on the gelaterias couches.
I love my Savior and seeing how just the sight of his picture alone could elicit such different reactions made me both sick to my stomach and filled with the spirit. No one will ever in the history of the world understand the torment, rejection, denial, and mockery as Jesus Christ, and I'm grateful that I get to be apart of this work and experience a small tiny itty bitty fraction of what He felt.
I love you all and hope you have a great week!!!
Sorella Williams
Sorella Rowe & Sorella Williams' Easter Celebration
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