Uggggghhhhh. Why are the weeks in this transfer SO long!?! I feel like
been at least a year since I've emailed you, there's no way all
experienced this week happened in 7 days...
Well, to begin, Monday we
played volleyball for the first time in
about 7 months for me. I was terrible
haha! Oh goodness, those poor
missionaries that had to watch me play were
probably scarred for life
at my antics.
And that night we had a pretty
cool lesson with these 2 teens that we
saw sitting on their porch. I honestly
thought they were in their 20s,
but they were 15&18 lol! But I really
enjoy teaching young people
anyways, cuz then I can be myself and I don't
have to act like a
little posh missionary haha
Tuesday we went on
exchanges and it was sweeeeeeeeet. We had a laurel
come out and knock doors
with us, and she's basically a boss haha, and
we met a new investigator! He's
a Russian Jew with a ginger beard. No
joke. Doesn't it sound like the first
line of a cheesy joke?? Yup. But
Simon's awesome. He actually believes in
Christ because his mom is a
Russian Orthodox back in Israel, and the only
thing he does that's
Jewish is keep kosher. But he said if we can make it
possible to let
him have bacon, then he's down for listening hahahahaha.
seriously so cool. I'm so grateful we found him! Oh! And get this:
had just moved into the apartment. That day.
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday we were caught up
in our STL
duties. We have a sister thats struggling pretty bad, and
companion is also trying to help her, and we've just been trying
help them and love them to the best of our abilities. It's been
exhausting, and it's taken up a lot of time, but it's so worth
We've had a lot of powwows in the past couple days, a lot of tears,
lot of word vomit, a lot of confusion, and a lot of Spirit. It's
bizarre to me to be in a position where I can help people. Like
been thinking, if I hadn't been called as an STL this transfer,
wouldn't know ANY of the stuff I know now. I'm talking skills,
habits, how to love and serve, how to rely on the Spirit
(cuz I have no idea
what I'm doing 95% of the time), how to trust, and
how to communicate- just
to name a few.
TANGENT: Did you know that communication is actually an
principle? Ya, I had that revelation as we were helping the
And it's more than just praying and communicating that way,
communication between leaders and the people they have
over, it's communication between couples, families, friends, etc
God and Jesus Christ don't just tell the prophets or anyone else to
something and that's it, they tell them to return and
Communication is key in every relationship and in every facet of
Also, God commanded Christ to create the earth, and in every phase
the work, Christ had to report back that He had done it. God
knew. He knows everything, but it gave Christ responsibility for
actions, and it created a sense of accomplishment when He could
back and say "I did it." Yeah, when the Spirit whammed that
into me I was blown away. I hate communicating haha. My opinion
never valid, and how I feel doesn't matter, so I was kinda called
repentance on that one. I need to communicate better lol.
a pretty sketchy experience this week that involved us being
up til 2am and
on the phone with one of our sisters for 1.5 hours. I
read her scriptures
over the phone for 45 minutes to get the Spirit
with her, and we laughed as I
basically was super sacrilegious and
debased the scriptures by reading King
Noah in a sassy voice and
telling her to imagine him snapping in a
Z-formation. But it's fine
cuz he's wicked, right? Haha. But ya, not a
pleasant experience. Some
day youll hear stories and stuff, I have at least 4
now anyways lol!
Flip. That's a lot :/
Saturday was the worst day of
my mission. Hands down. It was
soooooooooooooooo hard. It was 90 degrees and
90% humid, and we were
outside from 12-8 trying to talk to people. Every door
we knocked on?
No one home. Every park we came across? No one there. Every
tried to stop? No time to talk. Every thing we tried- failed. And
were sweating from the second we walked outside. And we were out for
hours. I really thought I was going to pass out from heat
but we pushed through. (Probably didn't help that all I had had
that day was 4 pancakes...but in my defense, my companion doesn't
to stop for meals.) I hear all these stories about how people
and talk and walk til the last minute of the night and then they
a "golden" family that invites them right in and gets baptized 4
later. That didn't happen. Didn't even get someone to look at
twice. But, it taught me hard work, and to not give up. Even if we
no recognizable success and we sweat a gallon.
What a lame thing
to end on. I'll tell a story so it's not so morose
as I close haha! Wednesday
we helped one of our less actives Wendy
clean up her apartment a little bit.
Part of that, was alcohol. So, we
took her alcohol bottles with us as we
left, and we dumped em out and
threw them in the dumpster. But, outside?
There was like 10 people,
and a bunch of kids....so they saw 2 missionaries
carrying alcohol and
then dumping it down a storm drain and throwing the
bottles away. Can
you say awkward. Man they were looking at us soooo weirdly.
that's the first time I've ever held a bottle of alcohol. It was
a weird experience. And the things smelt terrible. Blech.
Jersey fact: the Passaic River was the site of the first
submarine ride by
inventor John P. Holland.
Love you all!
Stay Jersey Strong.