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So here’s a crazy story that happened this last week on the Tuesday (March 20th, 2012); it was a day of events. In the morning we had a gnarly lesson with an investigator that we have found tracting. In short, it was super Spiritual and he wants to get baptized and have his family come to church too.

 

 Next my companion and I have service at a member’s house and he feeds us china buffet, great right?

 

 Then we go to an appointment that we set with this gentleman that came to church randomly on one Sunday. So we pick up a member to go teach with us and call the gentleman and told him, “We’ll be there in 20 minutes.”
               " Ok, I’ll be here,” he says.
                So we go to his house and we see that his door is wide open and that there is no one inside. Elder Schofield opens the slightly opened screen door and calls in, "Are  you home?”
                “Help me!”
                We walk in and as a side note: There was music, I don’t know if you would call it music, more like Satin music or something, it was weird. When all three of us were in the house we could feel that something wasn’t right, like the Spirit left.
                “Help! Help me!” came the voice again. It was coming from the bathroom.
                So Elder Schofield looks around the corner and notices that it’s our 60 year old investigator, stuck in the tub mostly dressed.  “What do I do?” Mouthed Elder Schofield
  Our member with us was mouthing the words, “We got to get out of here.”
                So Elder Schofield helps him We told him that we would be in the kitchen and that we can’t stay in the bathroom while he is in there. John kept insisting that we stay there while he repeated, “Help me!”
                “No, we’ll be in the kitchen,” when we walked the kitchen I went and turned off the satanic radio that was playing.
                After a few seconds we hear, “Help me!”
                “What John?”
                “Help me!”
                “Help you with what?”
                “My arm.”
              .
                “Help! Help me!”
                “What John?”
                “My shirt.”
                We stayed silent.
                “Help! Help me!”
                “What John?”
                “I need you to help me.”
                By that question all three of us said, “No! No we can’t do that.” So we asked several  questions to see who helps him with his daily needs. It eventually came down to us needing to call the EMS to come. So we step outside to call the EMS and not even five minutes later John is sitting there in his living room all fine and dressed. Weird right?
                It took the EMS 30 minutes to get to this man's house. So while we were waiting for the EMS he kept saying, “Help! Help me!”
                “What’s the matter?”
                “Help!”
                “Okay, the EMS will be here shortly (after 30 minutes ;P).” So by this time we knew this person has to be crazy or he hit his head hard when he fell in the tub.
                The EMS shows up, and starts walking (not running) over. We start explaining the situation ant the EMS guy stops us and says, “We know, we come here a lot.” He walks in and says to the man, “Hey, what is it now?”
                We say, “so can we go now?” the Ems lady says yes.
                After that crazy “hoop la”, we go visit a new convert who tells us she had sinned (deleted)! I it was a sad moment.
                Next, we got home and Elder Schofield sits down and finds a tick on his leg! So he calls the Mission President’s wife and she doesn’t answer. Make it short, Hope he won’t get lime disease. Then, to top it all off, Elder Schofield got a letter from his dear friend so it made it a great night in the end.