Dunking Babies

 Our friend 안예은, (Artemis is her english name) is on babtisimal date! She's been awesome to teach and she's been very willing to make changes to go towards baptism. We taught her the restoration in Pyeongtaek this week and that's when we asked her if she was willing to be baptised. She seemed super scared and hesitant but said yes anyway. On the way back to Anseong on the bus she told us she was super scared because she didn't want to get dunked like the baby. Apparently she saw a video of a priest holding a baby by the legs and dunking it in the water, flipping it around, and then dunking its legs. lol  We explained that you don't get baptised until you are at least 8 years old and showed her the video of Jesus getting baptised and explained that we baptize by immersion and that nobody is gonna dunk her upside down. I will say though, I'm flattered she thinks I'm strong enough to do that.

We went to mini-america this week because we were near Osan, and it was the weirdest experience because after being in Korea for a month, to turn a street and be amongst every race of manking all of a sudden was super weird. It really felt like america haha. And I was blinded by greed and bought a bag of hot cheetos for an atrocious $10.

While we're on the topic of America, we've got some serious Aura. The thermometers here have Farenheit which makes me laugh, especially since it says made in Korea. Hoorah. 

I didn't mention this last week, but I bought a guitar for my birthday, Happy Birthday to meee yayyy. But when I went to the guitar store I had it in my head that I wasn't gonna spend more than $200, which would get you a guitar without strings and made out of cardboard in the US but here there's actually hope to get a decent guitar for that cheap. But anyways, I immediately started playing all the cheapest guitars to see which one was best and literally every worker at this gutiar store came out from the back to watch me play, but then they kept bringing me the most expensive guitars to try lol. It was very obvious they wanted me to buy the most expensive one but I just played a little on them and went "wow!" and then put it back and resumed playing the cheap ones haha. They were dissapointed when I got one that was pretty cheap but I have to say, it's a pretty nice guitar suprisingly. And the lady gave me a bunch of free stuff and the case was free too. It's been pretty nice to have a guitar again, and since it's been a week my caluses are back, but that was annoying to have to build up caluses again. I'm too trash at Korean to play that much though, I have to grind Korean a lot more than guitar or it would be my downfall haha. P-day is free game though.

Played the Joseph Smith stick game at English class this week, I cooked 

Played musical chairs in Pyeongtaek, won every round. (There were two (()) rounds) 

One of our friends took us to a restaurant and it was some of the best food I've had since I got here, I don't know how to spell it in english but *samgyeopsar* 삼겹살 is probably the best way I can do it haha. It's the same stuff my comp made for my birthday, but this stuff was super expensive and you cook it over coals on the table. It was very tasty. In Korea the oldest person always buys the meal, which is super weird to me and makes me uncomfortable when people have to pay for me, but it's kind of insulting not to let them, so free food I guess. (i'm gonna be a very big boy ) 

I miss my mom  we're out of food and toilet paper. Who let 4 dudes be in charge of themselves? smh

Church was in Pyeongtaek this week, and the members there are super nice. Also, biggest perk of Korean church is that they feed you after church every time. It was nice to be in a big congregation again, I just hope we can get Anseong like that someday. 

Spiritual thought: 

Walking home we had a slightly drunk guy call out to us and we talked with him for a minute on the street, but then he invited us to his house so we followed him there. We went in and he didn't have much. His bedroom was also his living room, kitchen, and front door. We sat on the floor because there were no chairs, I sat against his fridge and my companion sat against the door. We taught him about the plan of salvation and even though I can't tell you how much of it he took to heart, I felt so much love for this guy. I've thought about him every day since and have prayed for him. If there's anything that missionary work has blessed me with, it's more christ like love for everybody, even absolute strangers. I can testify, and I'm sure several people who know me can as well, that loving strangers like that isn't my nature, but as I've studied and prayed I've asked God to bless me with the gift of Charity. I'm not feeling my love for him per say, but I'm definitely feeling God express his love for him though me. It's made missionary work so much more fullfilling because even though we work with tons of people, my capacity to love that many people has been made so much greater. All I'm able to think about is how much our message could bless him, and I pray that he's pondering it still. 

Love you all!! 

Elder Moser 

P.s. Cold noodless? Nasty. 

Still no scale- Rough estimate based off volume displacement in a bathtub = 254 lbs.