Before a dinner appointment we scheduled some time to go Port-a-port (knocking) we got cursed at in french but thankfully I had no idea what he was saying. My companion just said thanks for you time and we left. No success on that though.
This Saturday we went out to a section in my area that we almost never go to. North Hatley. It`s a beautiful area! I`ll have some pictures.
Had a cool experience contacting! We were out contacting because an appointment fell through. We were out walking down a hill and my companion said that it was my turn to talk to the next person we come across. I saw someone walking up the hill and started thinking about what to say in french. Way before we got close enough to start talking to him he yelled out to us: `Hey! Are you the missionaries?!` I look at my companion in a confused manner then we both greeted him as he rushed up to talk to us. It turns out he was a former investigator that had to stop taking the lessons because he did not have anymore free time between school and two jobs. We don`t have any records on him for some reason but my companion had heard of him and new that he lived on the other side of the city. We still don`t know why he was on this side of the city but clearly it was meant to be! So cool how things work out like that! I know this is the Lord`s work! Loving it here! Hope everything is still going well!