Eli Mail 4/25/16 (Tilburg-Apeldoorn, Netherlands) Letter 74

Hello, everyone!  In regards to this week, I will give it a one word description: fulfilling! Elder Wilson and I didn’t have any distractions from our work and were able to joyfully reap a small harvest

Tuesday I had the opportunity to exchange with Elder G. Williams, a young, loving guy who has been out since last summer. The day we had together was pretty good. We got lost, asked for directions and handed out cards, and even got let in briefly on the door to display the Easter campaign video (we didn’t end up watching it, but it was a pleasant little experience)! The memorable moment of the exchange was when I tried to demonstrate what a ‘burpie’ is to Elder G. Williams during studies the next morning. A burpie is a sort of high knees exercise combined with a push up and a jump into the air, a quick way to get tired and pump up your heart rate. As I demonstrated the jump (in missionary clothes) I heard a wondrous tear and, looking down in amazement, watched the seam of my pants on the inside leg split right down the seam. Elder G. Williams burst out accordingly into laughter as I stared helplessly at my misfortune. With the help of Elder Wilson, I was able to recover my pants and did my first sewing job!

Friday was challenging but rewarding. The weather was chilly enough to see our frosty, panting breath in the air and no one seemed to be home. Our hopeful appointment didn’t work out, and the people in the nearby neighborhoods were simply not home. Around late afternoon, right before going to dinner, we knocked a lady's door and a thought briefly crossed my mind. It was so gentle and brief, and the thought that passed into my mind was "Ancient Americas and the Book of Mormon." So, I quickly got through introductions, and I stated what we share about from the ancient Americas is called the Book of Mormon. The lady looked at me for a second and said, ‘Wow, that sounds very interesting, I am curious!” I guess I looked shocked in the moment, because she replied again, “Why do you look so surprised that I am interested? Does nobody else in the neighborhood think this is interesting?” Elder Wilson and I merely shrugged off the comment and shared our experience about the Book of Mormon. A cool little experience from a simple, almost unnoticed thought!

Orlando also came to Church this week! We visited him again, and he committed to and followed through with it! He really enjoyed Sacrament meeting and hummed along with the songs sung and held the hymn book close to his face in order to read the words. I really like him - such an honest, good-hearted guy.

I have a bitter-sweet announcement. I will be transferred tomorrow! That’s right, a seven-week transfer, and now I am leaving to ... Apeldoorn! I will only have five weeks there, but it should be really fun! Koningsdag is Wednesday, so that is also exciting.

Thanks for the support and prayers everyone!

Liefs!

Elder Eli Andrew

EXTRAS: FROM 4-25-16 EMAIL … how Eli REALLY feels about being transferred:

Big news, drum roll please. I am… getting transferred... again! I am going to Apeldoorn. SO WEIRD! I will do two “one and done”s, meaning I will be staying one transfer in each city (one in Tilburg and one in Apeldoorn). Now, that is what I call ‘unexpected.’ As you know, I spent three transfers in that ward last year in Deventer, and now I will be returning, this time based in Apeldoorn! My feelings are a little mixed; Tilburg was really becoming my city, and I would have loved Elder Wilson ‘killing’ me (heh, mission killing). But I will be companions with Elder Hosea, which is super exciting. He is from Salt Lake, a big Tongan football player, works out a lot, and is one of the nicest, most outwardly concerned guys I know.

Eli Mail 4/18/16 (Tilburg, Netherlands) Letter 73

Hello, everyone! This past week has been a busy one. Elder Wilson and I have been rocking it here in Tilburg. Our focus has been a little distracted this week, with temple conference and stake conference tacked on, with a good amount of travel, but we have stayed focused and had a dang fine week.

This past Tuesday was quite enjoyable. The weather was to our favor, and in an effort to be more effective (and save precious kilometers on the vehicle) Elder Wilson and I journeyed the streets of Tilburg on foot. If you haven’t looked at Tilburg on Google street view or maps, you aren’t missing a whole lot. Tilburg is definitely not “amazing European beauty” like the eye popping experiences I’ve had walking the glimmering canal-lined streets of Leiden, but the people here make up the difference. As we journeyed on foot we soaked in a little bit of sun (finally!), attempted a few “look-ups,” and talked to a few people, until it seemed about time to turn back towards the apartment. As we headed back a little after noon, we took a moment and did some “spur of the moment” bell-ups in an attempt to at least get a good conversation, or a lesson if possible. We pushed some buttons and one lady buzzed us in, allowing the front door to unlock. Elder Wilson quickly ran to the door and pushed it open before it locked on us. At that moment we almost butted heads with another man who was simultaneously leaving the dark, cool entry of the complex, and we exchanged quick greetings with the man. But before I knew it, Elder Wilson had taken liberty and just decided to talk to this surprised, older-looking gentlemen. Turns out the man is Christian, from Curaso, and was decently interested! We never even got to the lady who initially let us in. Instead, we chatted with this guy for a good while. By the end of our discussion, which ranged from our countries of origin to his enjoyment of reading, I was nearly dancing on the floor – that morning I drank about a liter and a half of water that was hitting my bladder. We were still far from our apartment, and with no car or free bathrooms in sight, I wasn’t really sure what to do. I took a risk and asked the man (Orlando) with whom we were speaking if I could use his bathroom. I didn’t expect a man we met twenty minutes earlier to let me up two stories and into his own apartment, but he graciously agreed, and I somewhat patiently followed him up. This lead to great teaching opportunity afterwards, and he let us sit down on the couch with him for a short lesson. Orlando has had many eye operations and can’t see very well. This disappointment is deepened by the fact that he loves cars but probably won’t ever be able to drive again. He showed us his model cars, of which Elder Wilson fondly admired the Nissan GTR, and also his reading machine. It was a sort of computer screen that magnified and displayed whatever you put in front of the reader below. Despite this difficulty reading, he accepted a Book of Mormon in Papiemento (only a partial translation), and we continued with our day. That evening we had a miracle, too, and were able to teach a lesson on the door with a family. It was nice to follow little promptings and ideas that Elder Wilson and I both had to work together to achieve.

Thursday was temple conference. We had Harry van den Sande sleep over at our house. A quick filler about Harry: he is an 85-year-old man, member of the Church, and has been doing full-time missionary work for over 30 years. It’s his passion. He wears a suit everyday and even has “Elder van de Sande” nametags. He is an inspirational and funny man. He always comes to “Keukenhof” with the missionaries, and he was allowed to sleep over in Tilburg with us the night before! We woke up early that next morning (5:30) and headed to our 8:00 a.m. session at the temple. It was a great last temple conference, and I enjoyed the quiet peace of the temple. I devoured a little too much Dominos Pizza, and we went around and looked at the flowers again. Honestly, I can’t say I love looking at flowers for multiple hours on end, but I did get to spend quality time with Elders Steenblik and DeWitt. We wandered around the gardens, cracked jokes, and snapped a few pictures. The funny moment of the day was Harry van de Sande’s exhaustion from the whole day. An 85-year-old man on his feet the whole day! His face was beat red, and I knew he would sleep well that night.

As always, thank you for the support and prayers. I hope I can do my best in reflecting that feeling of love also.

Liefs!

Elder Eli Andrew

EXTRAS: NOTES FROM 4-11-16 EMAILS:

We got to have two exchanges this week. Both companionships (Roosendaal and Den Bosch Elders) worked with us in Tilburg. A cool chain of events has lead to a real blessing here in Tilburg. An investigator gave us his mother's information, but the mother wasn't home when we were in the neighborhood. We rang some "bell-ups" in the old folks neighborhood, and on the next section of houses a lady opened her window, recognized us immediately, and said she really needed to talk to us. More details to come, but she met with Elder missionaries seven years ago in Gouda and knows us coming by at this time in her life wasn't coincidence! Super cool.

Oh, fun note: the Elders Quorum president in the Tilburg Ward is 23 and served in the Spain Malaga Mission about 1 1/2 years ago, and you know what that means! He served with Hermana Casey Andrew! It was a fun little discovery, and to confirm that we were talking about the same person he asked me if she could play piano really well and showed a mission picture, too. It was her, alright! He served as her zone leader for a while, and his last name is "Ramirez." First name Fernando I believe? Cool guy and small world, eh?

Picture Edition

One last time at Elder Andrew's office desk.

Elder Andrew with other office Elders and President

"The office Elders tried to pull a fast one on the new missionaries by all wearing the same glasses to see if they would notice. They weren't that tired and called them out on it." (from mission blog)

 "Elder and Sister Robison! Spent 6 months with these two. 

We dined together, laughed together, and solved office problems.

I am miss 'em.. and Sister Robison's cooking"

Elder Andrew and the other office elders spending their last night at the mission home before being transferred out of the office.

"My good bud Elder Bonner. We had 4 transfers together in the office. This is currently his last transfer.. 

I follow him afterwords :o"

"Jurrion! He has an amazing heart. Really glad we found him in Katwijk on the door

 and that Elder Cook and I were able to teach him."

Zone Conference

Eli Mail 3/28/16 (Tilburg, Netherlands) Letter 72

Hello, everyone! Yes, I am alive, contrary to popular belief. Despite the uproar from the attacks in Brussels, things have been a little hesitant but normal here in Tilburg. Elder Wilson and I got a lot of work done this week and had some great teaching opportunities amidst time spent conversing on the streets.

My highlight this week has been listening to what makes members of our Church, disciples of Christ. The other day we were knocking doors and we rounded the corner of Celebestraat in Tilburg and a lady walked to us on crutches. As she approached, she had a huge grin on her face, and I wasn't sure if I recognized her or not. Once she had finally reached us I made the assumption that I knew her since her face appeared vaguely familiar, I am so bad with names and faces. She warmly greeted us and started speaking a thousand miles a minute to Elder Wilson and I in English. I asked something in Dutch, and luckily she just switched over. I love it when people do that – when my companion or I can get people to switch over to their native language. This lady on crutches turned out to be a church member, and we decided to walk her home to her tiny apartment, complete with group showers and a group kitchen. (We are so blessed with space in America.) She spent the next hour telling us her conversion story. We didn't even ask; it was nice to sit and listen. Long story short, initial contact was made when the doorbell rang, and missionaries appeared at her door. But a second before she answered the door, she had a sort of split-second epiphany involving two guys in white shirts and ties with strong impression to listen instead of immediately closing the door. And that is how her conversion started. It was wonderful to hear, but it lead me think a lot about myself and each of us, about our own conversions. I have talked with many people on the mission about it, and I have concluded that each individual's conversion to the gospel has less to do with the past and more to do with what we will continue to do in the future. Because we have experienced the joys of the gospel, we need to continue to act upon it. It is a part of enduring; it is the real meaning of conversion – that we continue to act according to what God has revealed to us.

This week we had a couple of great teaching experiences, one of which was on Friday night. There were all sorts of parties going on, but Elder Wilson and I knocked some doors in spite of it. One of the first doors opened and, you guessed it, a teenager opened the door to a party that was raging inside. I quickly introduced ourselves, and explained to him simply that we wanted to share a two-minute video with him. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled out his phone. In quiet silence we watched the new "Hallelujah" film with him. After the film ended there was a moment of silence. My companion and I didn't say anything, we just looked at this guy and his complexion. At that moment he put his hand to his mouth, looked at us, and broke the cracked silence by saying in a cracked tone, "It is really cool to see what faith means to these people." The mood of the moment totally changed, and it didn't even seem we were at a hallway of party anymore for a split second. He denied our invitation to return, but it was a powerful moment brought by a simple two-minute video. I hope all of you took or will take the chance to watch the video the Church put out for Easter. It evokes emotion in others and can invite or reinvite each even closer unto Christ!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p2wdMwpYByI

Thanks for the love and prayers through these crazy times!

I continue to work on responding to individual emails.

Met liefde,

Elder Eli Andrew