August 4, 2008
So this week I got a new comp on tues. and she came straight from the MTC and I've been training her, and I still don't know what the Lord was thinking, but I think it's going okay. :) My new comp is Sis. Dickson and she is from Alaska and Arizona (born in Alaska, moved to AZ, goes to Alaska every summer). She is a full blood native American, from Alaska. She is from the tribe ______, that do the totem poles. She's totally American and English and stuff, I just think it's really cool that she's native American. She even brought all these hoops that she can hoop dance with. She is a beautiful girl, so at least people will talk to us. :)
But the work is going well here, we are being quite blessed. Debbie came to church again this week, and oh, last monday she was telling us that when she got home from church last sunday, Katie was asking her about it (I think) and Debbie said it was interesting and that it was different from anything she's ever experienced. Then Katie told her mom that this church makes more sense to her than any other religion ever has. We were so excited about that! The only big obstacle with them is that Debbie hasn't decided to quit smoking yet, so please pray for her to have the desire to quit ASAP. As soon as she decides she wants to quit, we can help her quit pretty easy, but it's that desire that she doesn't have yet.
Heather's kids are finally back from Texas, and were sad they missed her baptism, but glad that she got baptized. Well, at least Ashley is. Junior (10 yr old) still thinks church is long and boring, but what 10 year old doesn't? Hopefully we can get him to want to be baptized soon too. But Heather paid her tithing for the first time yesterday!!! She called us yesterday morning, asking how to pay it and who to give it to. I was so proud of her. And she fasted for the 2nd time. She is doing so great!
The experience of the week definitely happened on Saturday. Sat. morning we had just dropped off some stuff at the post office and I was going to head straight to this one neighborhood to try to contact some referrals we had, but then at the stop sign I felt prompted to turn the other way and go to these apartments that were right there, to try to contact a couple potential investigators Sis. Arnell and I had met from the new move in list a while back. I didn't want to, but I couldn't ignore the feeling. So I turned left instead, and we parked in the parking lot of the complex. Those people weren't home, then I remembered this other new move-in girl that lived there too..she wasn't home either, but on the way back to our car, there was this lady that we just talked to for a second (and I almost didn't!) and asked her if she knew the girl whose door we had just knocked on, just for something to say, and she didn't. Then we told her who we were and that we had an amazing message about the gospel of Jesus Christ being restored, and we'd love to come share more with her. She said we could that day (I couldn't believe it) and so we set up a time to go back and talk to her that night at 7:30. That evening, we were at Wal-Mart, contacting inside, and got stuck talking to this nice lady that kindof wouldn't stop talking, afterwhich we were late to our appointment with the lady, Michelle, who we had met that morning. Well, when we got there, we rang the doorbell a couple times (we didn't think it worked), knocked a couple times (the TV was on, so we figured she was there), and then decided to just leave a note. As I was writing the note, Michelle came to the door, kindof flustered, and said to come in, even though she said she was not what we wanted to see right then. She seemed like she was really flustered and just had something bad happen to her or something, and we were not there but one minute, when the doorbell rang. She answered it and it was apparently her ex-husband and son (about 10 or 11) and she kindof talked to them a minute and then came back to us and quietly asked our names and we told her, and she whispered, "first names", so we told her, and she turned around and she told these people at the door our names, like we were friends of hers and acted like this was totally normal that we were here. Then the three of them talked real quietly at the door, all hush hushed, while sis. Dickson and I just waited by the TV. To make the rest of this story short, she told us later, after she sat us down and basically said tell my what you believe, she said that people around here are afraid of us. That they always see us and they'll call each other when the Mormons are around and tell each other i guess. And that even before she had answered the door for us, three different people had called her, telling her that the Mormons were here! Ha! We were dying, practically rolling on the floor, as she is telling us this, if you can imagine. And she said that the whole episode at the door was that her ex- asked her who we were and she wispered back, "the Mormons," and he crossed himself, as if to help protect himself, or her from us or something. We were just dying at all this. She said that she has seen us all the time over there (and we really don't go over there that much, God must just be making us really stand out to her), and that she'd never wanted to talk to us. But that day she said she knew God had sent us to her because of what she was going through right then (which we never found out exactly). She is an alcoholic, 41 yrs old, and in the process of trying not to lose custody of her 3 kids, because of her alcoholism. But she sat us down on the couch and just went on and on about how she could see joy and peace in our eyes, and that she wanted that. It was the most amazing experience with her, for about an hour, and by the end, we hadn't really taught her a whole lot, but just being with her and letting her talk to us, we created a great friendship in just that time and were able to bring some peace to her life. She even really wanted to come to church with us yesterday, after finding out that anyone is welcome (she said they all think no one else is welcome--but that's the temple next door to the church, no one knows that's not where we go to church on sundays). She didn't make it to church, and we still don't know why, but we hope to contact her again soon. We tried to last night, but no answer.
I know I was prompted to go to those apartments, not for those new-move-ins, but for her. God works in mysterious ways, but He is so in control, I know that. My testimony of His hand in this work grew incredibly after that experience with her. I know God is real and is so aware of all of us and where we are and what we're doing.
I love you all!
Love, Sis.
GurrPS Jared, Elder Osmond is in my district now! He got transferred here to Franklin, TN this last week. He's a great missionary and a very nice Elder. I thought you'd like to know that. :) For the rest of you, Elder Osmond is Jay Osmond's (Donny and Marie's brother) oldest son. He is good friends with my friend Jared, who I was just writing to, from BYU.
One of my goals on my mission was to acquire a guitar, and this week I have! We helped our investigators Debbie and Katie move out of their old house and Katie was getting rid of her guitar and said I could have it! I am thrilled. Now I just have to find and baptized Carrie Underwood (my other goal)...who, by the way, doesn't live too far away from where we are, apparently, but out of my current area. Oh, speaking of though, some of the elders in our district live in Hannah Montana's area (also Billy Ray Sirus's, her dad), and they knocked on her door the other day (I think actually rang the bell at the gates:). I thought that was pretty cool. :)