Well the title of that basically says this week all in a nutshell hahah...
Well Tuesday morning came, and let me tell you, it was the most memorable Valentines Day that I think I'll ever have in my entire life... That morning, Elder Hill and one other missionary in the apartment we stayed in went outside with our bags, and a few seconds later ran back inside and asked if I had moved the truck from the place we parked it the night before, i replied no... and he said, well the truck is not there... At this point, i kinda laughed, just thinking Elder Hill was joking around, after all, where could the truck have gone? I know the night before we locked it all up, and what could possibly happen to a church owned vehicle? Well ill tell you what happened... We went outside, and I could not believe my eyes when I too opened the gate and didn't see the truck... My heart sank, and the first thing that i thought of was that my scriptures were gone... Any missionary can tell you what they would feel if they lost their scriptures... that was thee worst feeling ever. Well we ran inside, got our phone and got in a taxi and rushed to the police station (don't actually know why we went there cause the police really don't do anything here...) Anyway we waited there for President Cosgrave to show up, the whole time we were also on the phone with people there in Obuasi, and even people from the Area Office in Accra.
Well the first sign of evidence was a man by the name of Kf who had called President Cosgrave and told him that he had found a bunch of stuff in a field that belonged to us, and from that we were sure that it was just some stuff that the thieves had dropped off so they didn't have anything that we could track them with. Well shortly after that, we got a text message with coordinate points of where the car tracker was, and we thought for sure that we had just found the car! We figured that the car tracker was buried deep somewhere in the car where nobody could get it out. Well... Ha we drove to the spot where the tracker led us, and we found the stuff that that guy, Kf, had called us and found. There we found that whoever stole it was very good because they ripped out the car tracker, tore off the licensing and registration, and even removed the shell of the truck. By the time we found all those items, including a bunch of stuff that was in the car, pamphlets, letters for other missionaries, even a box of copies of the Book of Mormon (don't know why they didn't take those too haha) It was around that day, and the thieves were long gone. The miracle that happened was that they left our scripture bags! That was also the way that the Kf guy called President Cosgrave, cause I had a note inside my bag that had his phone number on it, so it was seriously a miracle that he found it and called!
Well all that, the truck is still gone, along with over a thousand dollars worth of electronic equipment that we use for zone conferences (projectors, cords) and along with my wallet and a bunch of other stuff that was in the car... It was a devastating day, that is sure.. The remainder of the day, we were riding with President and Sister Cosgrave.
We made it to the end of the Obuasi Zone Conference, though we weren't all the way there mentally..
It has been a testimony building week, and I know that this work will go on, and I am thankful that I can boldly and nobly declare to the corners of Daban and the Kumasi Mission, that I know the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is the only true and living church on the face of the Earth today. We may never see our truck again, we may never even know who took it, but we have the truth of God in our hands and I am thankful to my Heavenly Father for the fact that I am still living and testifying of His Truth.
I love you all,
This was the police station.. pretty big time
The theives took the weights, but forgot the bar..