Missionary tactics that work!!!!
Before my mission president was called to his current calling, he owned a used car business in Orem, Utah. He had a very successful business, and he's helped us all improve our missionary abilities with some very successful strategy. Here's what he told us:
1. Have your investigator sit down across from you around the table. Make sure that your chair is always higher, so that you are looking down on them.
2. Once you have them in the right position, you can then move into the negotiating. He said to write down the date that you want the investigator to get baptized on a napkin, slide it to the investigator face down, and then look at them directly in the eye (the President said non-verbal communication is key)
3. Then make sure you hand them a pen from your own pocket, so it looks like you're giving them the ability to make the decision. Wait for them to write down their counter offer to the date of their baptism.
4. Look at the date they wrote down and shake your head like you can't do this date. Then tell the investigator that you'll have to go to the back room and talk to God to see if this date can work.
5. Leave the room and walk to into the back room, make sure you shut the door. After 10 minutes, come back out with the final offer on a new napkin. Make sure that the date is only a few days earlier than the initial offer you gave to the investigator. Tell them that's as far as God will allow us to go. And you really tried praying to him about it, but that's God's final offer.
This is such a miracle!!! It's worked 5 times already with my senior comp and I, and I can't wait to use it more!!!
The President is so inspired!!! I love my mission!!!
Monday - Day 21
Fun things that happened this past week:
Last thursday Elder Rogers, my senior companion, and I had a meeting with the President. I couldn't really tell what was going on so I just humbly followed what my senior companion did. He moved, I moved. He talked, I talked. He sat down, I sat down.
We showed up to his house and we waited a little while, we sit down and then President hands Elder Rogers and I a piece of paper that has nothing to do with teaching simply, which is why we thought we were there.
- He told us to stop contacting and only serve people. Find ways to serve and find people that way. Get referrals from people. Go to hospitals and tell them we are ordained ministers.
- Go to homeless shelters and work with people and DO NOT work with the homeless people themselves, we don't have time to work with them right now, instead work with the good people who work at these places.
- Only teach Males of leadership age and families. President gave us a perfect lesson about Gods plan for families. It was amazing and only about 10 minutes. Invite people to dinner.....do whatever the Lord prompts us to do but don't contact and harvest. Find new investigators by other means.
1. Find families that can be the leaders (He said in a few days there will be families found)
2. Find a place where we can have a "learning center". Where we can meet with people we find.
3.Then when there is enough members to form a branch we need to find a church building.
I'm sure happy the President said not to teach the bums. I've had a couple powerful experiences with them so far in my mission, but they are smelly. Also, they don't have very good manners.
One time my senior comp and I decided to take a bum home with us to clean him up. As we were disrobing him, I could not believe the foul stench coming from his nether regions. I almost had to put my arm to the square and rebuke the devilish smells in the name of Joseph Smith.
Anywhoo, we started talking to Michael (that's the bum's name) about the gospel, and when I got to the first vision, there was this spirit in the room. I asked Michael if he felt it, and he said yes. Then I committed him to being baptized by an official representative of Jesus H. Christ. He said that he wanted to be baptized.
So, my senior comp decided to baptize him in our bathtub. The only problem was that our bathtub wasn't very big, and Michael was there half-naked in the tub coming up and down for air. My comp just kept dunking him under, but as he would push his head down, Michael's feet would pop up.
Eventually, after holding his head under water for a good couple minutes, Michael (the bum) finally stopped fighting and was baptized.
The spirit was so strong. So, so, sooooooo strong.
I love my mission!!! I love the church!!!!!
Last thursday Elder Rogers, my senior companion, and I had a meeting with the President. I couldn't really tell what was going on so I just humbly followed what my senior companion did. He moved, I moved. He talked, I talked. He sat down, I sat down.
We showed up to his house and we waited a little while, we sit down and then President hands Elder Rogers and I a piece of paper that has nothing to do with teaching simply, which is why we thought we were there.
- He told us to stop contacting and only serve people. Find ways to serve and find people that way. Get referrals from people. Go to hospitals and tell them we are ordained ministers.
- Go to homeless shelters and work with people and DO NOT work with the homeless people themselves, we don't have time to work with them right now, instead work with the good people who work at these places.
- Only teach Males of leadership age and families. President gave us a perfect lesson about Gods plan for families. It was amazing and only about 10 minutes. Invite people to dinner.....do whatever the Lord prompts us to do but don't contact and harvest. Find new investigators by other means.
1. Find families that can be the leaders (He said in a few days there will be families found)
2. Find a place where we can have a "learning center". Where we can meet with people we find.
3.Then when there is enough members to form a branch we need to find a church building.
I'm sure happy the President said not to teach the bums. I've had a couple powerful experiences with them so far in my mission, but they are smelly. Also, they don't have very good manners.
One time my senior comp and I decided to take a bum home with us to clean him up. As we were disrobing him, I could not believe the foul stench coming from his nether regions. I almost had to put my arm to the square and rebuke the devilish smells in the name of Joseph Smith.
Anywhoo, we started talking to Michael (that's the bum's name) about the gospel, and when I got to the first vision, there was this spirit in the room. I asked Michael if he felt it, and he said yes. Then I committed him to being baptized by an official representative of Jesus H. Christ. He said that he wanted to be baptized.
So, my senior comp decided to baptize him in our bathtub. The only problem was that our bathtub wasn't very big, and Michael was there half-naked in the tub coming up and down for air. My comp just kept dunking him under, but as he would push his head down, Michael's feet would pop up.
Eventually, after holding his head under water for a good couple minutes, Michael (the bum) finally stopped fighting and was baptized.
The spirit was so strong. So, so, sooooooo strong.
I love my mission!!! I love the church!!!!!
MTC fireside
Favorite Daily Scripture: 2 Nephi 25:26 "And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ..."
FlashBack MTC experience so I won't forget:
I was so excited to be attending a fireside talk by Elder Scott of the twelve apostles of the Lord Jesus H. Christ in the MTC.
There were so many missionaries and the spirit was sooooo strong. When Elder Scott entered the room, everyone stood. Some missionaries to my left also stretched out their hands in a salute, but I thought that wasn't very quiety dignity like, so I reported them to my AP later that night.
Anyway, we were sitting there listening to him go on and on about prayer. He was so awesome!!! The spirit was so strong!!! I felt it all the way in my chest down to my special place, and I almost cried.
Half-way through his talk, Elder Scott asked a question to everyone in the audience. He asked everyone that had calluses on their knees from praying so much to stand so he could acknowledge them.
I was surprised that he would ask such a thing, but I felt my knees, and even though I had been praying hours and hours every night, I didn't have any calluses. I did not stand. I thought I should have stood because I prayed so fervently and with such sanity, but because I prayed on my mattress (I slept on the top bunk) my knees never technically touched the ground.
What really got my Moroni was that my companion, Elder Allen, stood. Why did this get my Moroni? Well, because I know my comp didn't pray more than 5 secs. each night. He was a very disobedient missionary. And he hardly ever prayed.
I decided to write about it in my journal, and then to tell my AP about my comp, because he shouldn't have really stood and gotten the credit when he didn't really deserve it.
I'll write more next time about what the AP said.
Love,
Elder Gandy
FlashBack MTC experience so I won't forget:
I was so excited to be attending a fireside talk by Elder Scott of the twelve apostles of the Lord Jesus H. Christ in the MTC.
There were so many missionaries and the spirit was sooooo strong. When Elder Scott entered the room, everyone stood. Some missionaries to my left also stretched out their hands in a salute, but I thought that wasn't very quiety dignity like, so I reported them to my AP later that night.
Anyway, we were sitting there listening to him go on and on about prayer. He was so awesome!!! The spirit was so strong!!! I felt it all the way in my chest down to my special place, and I almost cried.
Half-way through his talk, Elder Scott asked a question to everyone in the audience. He asked everyone that had calluses on their knees from praying so much to stand so he could acknowledge them.
I was surprised that he would ask such a thing, but I felt my knees, and even though I had been praying hours and hours every night, I didn't have any calluses. I did not stand. I thought I should have stood because I prayed so fervently and with such sanity, but because I prayed on my mattress (I slept on the top bunk) my knees never technically touched the ground.
What really got my Moroni was that my companion, Elder Allen, stood. Why did this get my Moroni? Well, because I know my comp didn't pray more than 5 secs. each night. He was a very disobedient missionary. And he hardly ever prayed.
I decided to write about it in my journal, and then to tell my AP about my comp, because he shouldn't have really stood and gotten the credit when he didn't really deserve it.
I'll write more next time about what the AP said.
Love,
Elder Gandy
Another day, another soul saved
Sunday we gave Brother Johnson the Holy Ghost and baptized him on Saturday (he's just turned 8), the Sprit was awesome and a lot of people came out to see it, we also had some investigators come and now they are pretty interested as well.
The main lesson we teach to these 8 year olds is pretty simple. It's how we can choose to love the Lord and serve him.
We have three cups: 1 full of rice, 1 full of rocks, and 1 empty. Rocks are important priorities that the Lord wants us to do, rice is the trivial things. The empty one is our time here in this life.
If we put the rice in first, you can't fit in the rocks, and the Lord has said that if we don't have time for him here, why should he have time for us? But if we do it the opposite way, putting the rocks and important things in first, the rice falls around the rocks and everything fits. So, rice and rocks go together like socks, but rice and air makes you want to stare. Got it!!!
It's a simple lesson but has so much truth to it. The Lord has given us this alotted time on Earth, He will provide opportunities for us, I know it's true. I know the blessings that come from the temple. My family has been richly blessed because of the choices we've made.
PLEASE I love being a missionary, please write a comment as soon as you can!!!
The main lesson we teach to these 8 year olds is pretty simple. It's how we can choose to love the Lord and serve him.
We have three cups: 1 full of rice, 1 full of rocks, and 1 empty. Rocks are important priorities that the Lord wants us to do, rice is the trivial things. The empty one is our time here in this life.
If we put the rice in first, you can't fit in the rocks, and the Lord has said that if we don't have time for him here, why should he have time for us? But if we do it the opposite way, putting the rocks and important things in first, the rice falls around the rocks and everything fits. So, rice and rocks go together like socks, but rice and air makes you want to stare. Got it!!!
It's a simple lesson but has so much truth to it. The Lord has given us this alotted time on Earth, He will provide opportunities for us, I know it's true. I know the blessings that come from the temple. My family has been richly blessed because of the choices we've made.
PLEASE I love being a missionary, please write a comment as soon as you can!!!
Life in the field
I'm going to try and write some posts about when I was in the MTC. It wasn't too long ago, just a couple months, but now that I'm out in the field, I'm already starting to forget.
I was walking down the street with my companion today. I saw a bum sucking some water out of a puddle on the ground. He was half naked, sweating profusely, and he stunk worse then elvis' dirty under pants, but I had to help him.
So I got down on my knees next to him and started scooping up the water from my hand to his mouth, just like Jesus did with the lady of the lake.
The bum looked at me with misty eyes (at least I think they were misty, they could have been clogged from some type of fungus) and he said thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
I came home happy that night, filled with the spirit of the Lord. If only my brothers and sisters would do the same thing, they too would feel this spirit. I love my mission!!
I was walking down the street with my companion today. I saw a bum sucking some water out of a puddle on the ground. He was half naked, sweating profusely, and he stunk worse then elvis' dirty under pants, but I had to help him.
So I got down on my knees next to him and started scooping up the water from my hand to his mouth, just like Jesus did with the lady of the lake.
The bum looked at me with misty eyes (at least I think they were misty, they could have been clogged from some type of fungus) and he said thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
I came home happy that night, filled with the spirit of the Lord. If only my brothers and sisters would do the same thing, they too would feel this spirit. I love my mission!!
Life in the mission field
Life is good!! Serving the Lord every day is awesome!!!!!
I started this blog because I wanted to remember my days as a missionary for the church. I try to update the blog during every P-day, which in on Mondays.
I started this blog because I wanted to remember my days as a missionary for the church. I try to update the blog during every P-day, which in on Mondays.
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