I literally do not know where to begin.
Well, I guess I can start a little backwards.Sunday night we got the call. I am getting transferred. At 2 today I will be leaving the Fairwood area. Sister Cox is staying. I'll find out at that time where I'm going to be and who I'll be with. Man, it's so surreal. It's a somewhat freaky, but something I have found is that God definitely blesses me with a certain calmness when big transitions like this happen, so I'm kinda just like "Alright. Let's do it." I'm sure reality will slap me in the face once I'm there, but as for now... I know it's what's supposed to happen, so we'll just have to see.
Anywho, this past week has been CRAZY! (somewhat like every week, huh? sorry to be so repetitive... but i'm really being honest) We had two exchanges this week. The first exchange Sister Taylor came with me. She was awesome. She goes to BYU too and actually only has one more year left to get her Bachelor's. She is from Texas and she loves volleyball. Her dad is a college coach.
The next exchange was when Sister Dudeck. Funny story, she's a vlogger and YouTuber and I definitely watched one of the videos she made before I came on my mission. When I saw here I was like "Ahhh, I know you from somewhere." Yup. Turns out I saw her video. Throughout the day we came to find SOOOO many similarities and random things between us so I'm gonna list some:
-are from California
-have YouTube accounts
-I saw her video before I knew her
-play ukulele
-sing
-one of our parents is a convert
-lived in Provo for a little
-have Daisy Rock pink electric guitars
-loved David Archuleta and watched his American Idol journey
-also loved Casey Abrams (spell check) from American Idol
-love roller coasters
(and a couple more)
..but we had so much fun. We recorded a hymn together on her camera and decided we will start a band when we get home. She'll be home 4 months before me. Oh and pretty sweet story of the week comes here:
A random storm decided to errupt. Lightning and all. And the rain just dumped for like 10 minutes at a time. Well, we were knocking on doors and whatnot. Doing our missionary thang. We get to a door and ask if we can pray with a lady. She accepts and I begin to say a prayer. At the same time she speaks through my prayer "Hallelujah. Praise Jesus. I love you Jesus. Hallelujah!" Alright, well that's not too bad... although I was a little distracted. Well, I finished... she kept going. She was somewhat trembling and she was bawling! Her tears were all over the glass of the door and then she proceeded to grab our heads and speak in some different language very intensely. It was awesome. I really didn't know what was going on, but the rest of the day Sister Dudeck and I were wondering if she blessed us or cursed us. Not sure, but I feel pretty darn blessed. So we'll leave it at that. :)
Junalyn's baptism was Saturday! And confirmed Sunday! It is incredible to watch someone you've taught get make that first step. She was glowing as they all are. She was so ready. She is incredible and I'm so sad I won't be able to stay and watch her progress even further in the gospel. We're gonna be pen pals. She is the first person and possibly only person that I have taught and seen through baptism. I have been so blessed to have that chance.
One thing about transfers that is hard. I fell in love with every one. From the members to the investigators to the random people on the street. And those people I began to teach. Ah, I LOVE THEM!!! So that's hard. Especially because we haven't been having too much success with having people to teach until this last week of course right before I leave.
We were beginning to teach a 9 year old boy with Autism and I was so excited. We were going to have to try all different kinds of approaches and ways of teaching and I was really looking forward to it. Also, the family there totally reminded me of Duck Dynasty! Seriously, the dad was awesome and the little kids had camo pants on and everything. They (not the kids) had the beards and everything. Man, it was great. Not to mention all of their stuffed hunting prizes all over the house. Gosh, it was great.
Mom, thanks for my first package. It was sweet. :)
MIRACLE MOMENT!!!!
On Saturday, Sister Cox and I both felt inspired to go see this woman we met for like 3 minutes randomly one day. She lived kinda far from where we were, but we still felt we should go. We went. She opened the door bawling and completely distressed. My heart immediately ached for this lady as she told us why she was afraid. She also told us that God works in mysterious ways. We knew we hadn't gone to her door by accident. I am so sad that I won't be able to see where that goes, but it was definitely a testimony to me. The Holy Ghost does speak to us.
So we aren't teaching Terrance anymore, but I got a picture with him. Trying to get him out of his house he said "Don't you leave or I am going to KILL you." Uhhhh, yeah. We took the picture then left.
Random thing:
- I don't know why, but for some reason there are hardly ANY light posts on any of the streets. It's incredibly dark outside here too. Doesn't make much sense.
-Apparently, Washington or this Seattle area in specific (not sure) is like one of the Top 8 Not Religious areas in the world. And I'm a missionary here. Hmmm.
Okay, enough with those. Oh! Earlier this week we learned how to make Tamales! Guatemalan Tamales to be exact. Pretty fun. And then my last dinner in Fairwood was amazing. We got taken to a Mexican Restaurant. Felt like home.
Well, I have been able to become great friends with Sister Cox. We have too many inside jokes to count and it will be so weird parting from her. She truly loves and protects the people she cares about and loves being a missionary. She has taught me a lot and will always be my trainer. :)
Until next time, I'll be Doin' it the Federal Way.
Love you all!
Love,
Sister Pearson. :)
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