I can't complain. I feel like the last 12 weeks of my mission have been/are going to be jam
packed full of miracles. Man. Too sweet.
It's been pretty frigid cold lately... but no clouds. So that's been nice. This weather is NOTHING
like it was a year ago. We are seriously being so blessed. Tender mercies are everywhere.
...so I made another dog pee on a couch. :0 Oops.
We had an exchange. S.Goble (one of my former comps) came to my area with me and S. Goodman. Crazy that she will be going home in 3 weeks. It's getting pretty freaky because
17 sisters are leaving the mission this transfer and none are coming in, soooo we basically just
will have hardly any sisters in the mission. That will feel weird. EVERYONE is leaving in 3
weeks. Not cool.
So our wonderful investigator Sister Rushton made us an extravagant meal last week and then we had a lesson. She is so awesome. It's incredible how familiar the Gospel is to her because God has been preparing her this whole time. It's always a Spiritual experience with her. She's so excited for her baptism on Dec. 6th. :)
Also, Michelle... who we haven't had contact with for a little while because she's been working a ton texted us and we were able to go back over and teach her some more. She seriously is so sweet. Such a genuine person. We are excited for her. :)
We were walking out of another appointment when we saw this lady sweeping up her leaves into a giant pile in the middle of her grass. We offered to help her pick them up and she responded, "No. I don't even have any bags... hopefully the wind will just blow them away into other people's yards or something. Thanks though!" We assured her we would find bags and that she shouldn't be surprised to wake up to no leaves on her yard. She kind of just laughed. So later that night at like 8:30, in the dark, we shoved those frozen crispy leaves into a couple kitchen sized trash bags. I felt like a was scooping up snow cone ice with my bare hands it was that cold. BUT it was fun. I wonder if she even noticed.
So we were planning on attending a baptism on Saturday and two of the people we are teaching, Gabby and Sergio, were going to come. (They're from Palm Dale by the way.) They get all ready and we pulled into an empty parking lot. NO one told us the baptism rescheduled for next Saturday. Good thing Heavenly Father has a special way of turning negative things into positive things. We were able to have a great lesson in the chapel. It's amazing how this young couple can identify truth and feel the spirit. They are way sweet. They totally look like people that would have graduated from Hesperia with me, so that's kind of fun. :)
Confession: I kissed a boy on my mission. No not that Jewish man from months ago. So here I am standing in the church hallway trying not to be in the way. A lady I had just met the other day comes up to me holding her little probably 1-1 1/2 year old son. And he gives her a kiss and whatnot. I'm not thinking anything of it when BAM his teeny little finger raises and points to me. I kinda look to the left and right trying to identify what he's pointing at. Then the mom says to the little man "OH! YOU WANT TO GIVE HER A KISS?!" To my dismay, his little head nodded. My life was over. She pushes the little guy right up to my face. Natural reaction: I turn my head, trying to make my cheek the target. Apparently not. She kept on pushing the little guy to my face saying, "OH COME ON HE'S JUST A BABY! LET HIM KISS YOU." I don't know if I just couldn't keep turning my head or what, but I turned my head back and.... it happened. He got me right in the lips. Natural reaction: Oh my gosh now I'm breaking mission rules and on top of that I'm doing it in public and on top of that I'm doing it in the church hallway. Physical reaction: I TURN BEAT RED. I was so embarrassed. It felt as if I had my first kiss in front of an entire sacrament meeting or something. So, basically missions have made all physical interaction with other human beings (aside from hugging old ladies and shaking hands) completely awkward... even with little kids. Ah. The joy.
We had a WAY SWEET Missionary Devotional last night. Man I will say again and again, those things are SO powerful! I was dumb-struck during everything the Spirit was so strong. Especially when my prodigy comp played the piano and this elder played the violin. Ah! So great. The love of God is SO evident in those meetings. S. Ballard says that during those moments we feel the Spirit so strong she imagines that that's how heaven is going to feel. Continuing bliss. According to Revelations (I just finished the New Testament woohoo) it will be pretty blissful. Streets of gold? I can handle that.
The love that I feel for people as I've been a missionary is seriously indescribable. I don't know if Heavenly Father just blesses us with that because we have been set-apart from the world to be representatives of Jesus Christ or what, but it's crazy. It's bittersweet really. You have to open your heart completely to love these people and you know what that leaves us vulnerable to... heart break. We had to tell someone we couldn't visit them as actively anymore because there wasn't anything we could do to help anymore and AH. That is THE worst feeling in the world. I know the feelings I had of sorrow were to help me see how Heavenly Father feels for all of us. When we make a wrong decision or when we deprive ourselves of receiving more blessings, Heavenly Father hurts for us. He loves us. We are His children. I have felt the reality of that more
than I have ever felt before in these past 16 months. What a gift.
We are children of God. http://www.mormonchannel.org/Im-a-mormon?v=1414215715001
Well. Until next time, I'll be doing it the Federal Way.
LOVE YOU!
Love,
Sister Pearson :)
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