July 13, 2015

Everyday is an adventure in Warrenton. Its a weird place sometimes. For example, Friday night. 

First, we got a text a few minute before 5 from a member asking if we were coming to dinner that night. We didn't know we had a dinner appointment. The woman in the ward in charge of our meal calendar forgot to tell us! Luckily the Outzens (who had texted us for dinner) only lived a few minutes away, so we ran over there. 

As we were talking, Sister Outzen started asking me questions about myself, since I'm still pretty new to the area. I somehow ended up telling her about where my parents are from. She told me that she had gone to American Fork high school, so we did some math and discovered she was there the same time Mom was. She asked me mom's maiden name, and I told her it was Lapray. She thought for a second and then yelled, "NANCY!" She knows Mom! So cool! She said, "Nancy is one of my very favorite people! I knew you reminded me of someone! And I thought I remembered hearing that she married a Taylor." It was great. When we finished dinner and we were about to leave, she gave me a hug and said, "It was so great to have you over. It was like having Nancy in my house again." Small world, right? :) :) 

After dinner we went to find someone who had been taught by missionaries before, but that they had somehow lost contact with. As we drove up the long driveway, we started to see lots and lots of creepy-looking "No Trespassing" signs. We went anyway. There were lots of old broken down cars and semi trucks sitting around in the grass by this house, and we made sure to position the car so that we could make a speedy getaway if needed when we parked. We walked up to the house through the long grass (no one seems to have walkways to their houses out here. Its just grass) and knocked on the door. After knocking a few times, someone finally came to the door. It was a lady with rainbow yarn braided into her hair and lots of piercings all over her face. I know that sounds kinda weird, but she was so colorful and harmless looking. She definitely didn't match the rest of the property. It was kinda funny. Sadly, she told us the person we were looking for had moved. 

As we were leaving, we stopped by one of the semi trucks and took some pictures. The truck said, "Delivering Your Future." How could we resist?

To preface the next part of this story, I have to explain (or attempt to explain) how many bugs there are here. SO MANY. EVERYWHERE. ALL THE TIME. I have never seen so much wildlife in my life until I came to Warrenton. There are lots of plats and lots of animals and lots and lots and lots and lots of bugs. If we open our car door or window, a dozen fly in. So, after we finished taking pictures and drove away, we discovered some bugs knocking around the dashboard. Sister Wright saw them before I did, and attempted to kill them WHILE DRIVING. I made her stop, and I tried to kill them instead. It wasn't working. I had to reach all the way across her and the steering wheel to do it, which isn't much safer than her trying to kill bugs and drive. I made her pull over so we could kill the bugs or shoo them back outside. We survived. 

As we continued down the road, we had yet another wildlife experience. There is a very large squirrel population out here, and they aren't very smart. One in particular darted out in front of our car. We still aren't sure what happened to it. It wasn't smooshed on the road behind us. It wasn't smeared all over our tires. It might be in the engine somewhere. (Apparently that's a fairly common occurrence out here). If the car starts smelling weird, we'll know what happened. 

And then, almost to our destination, we got stuck behind 6 or so emergency vehicles with flashing lights blocking the road. Nothing appeared to be going on. There were no other vehicles or dead bodies or anything. Just flashing lights and a blocked road. We had to turn around and go the very very long way. 

So. That is just an example of one day. Other days I have been pooped on by a 160 year old tortoise, killed wolf spiders and centipedes in our apartment, got a package (THANK YOU!!) and discovered that I may have had a sip of spiked lemonade.  

Okay. The lemonade story needs to be told. There is a woman in the ward, Sister Norris, who has MS and is unable to walk anymore. She is the sweetest lady ever and is so faithful despite all of her trials. Her caretakers are family members who are using her as a way to get money. She is very easily persuaded, so they have continually been convincing her to not find new people, but now the relief society first and second counselors (who happen to be social workers) are helping her out. Anyway, her family members smoke and drink and leave it around her house. It always smells kinda smokey when we come, and we have found several bottles of liquor (including a bottle of vodka hidden in a hospital sock). One day while we were over there, she told us we could get some lemonade for ourselves out of the fridge that her cousin had made. I was super thirsty, so I poured myself a cup and took a sip. It burned. Not like it was super sour, but like it was burning. I coughed and sputtered and thought I was going to die. It was disgusting. Last week it dawned on me, when we again discovered booze in that house, that it was probably spiked lemonade. So.Yeah.

On a more spiritual note, we found two new investigators this week! One is a woman named Tammi. who lives near us who grew up Methodist and then switched to Baptist when she got older. Sisters had found her before, but we hadn't really been able to get in contact with her. But this week when we knocked on the door, she answered it with a huge smile and let us in. We talked and she asked questions for an hour and a half! She said she wasn't going to change what she believed, but asked us us to come back and teach her more. We're so excited!

The other new investigator, named Cindy, has a similar situation. Sisters found her in the past, but hadn't been able to contact her. We finally did, and she let us in and we talked for about 45 minutes. Her son is atheist, but the sisters who originally found them had talked to him for 2 hours and she had been very very impressed with that. Apparently it was a great conversation that really made him think. Because of that, Cindy wanted to know more. She said she isn't really interested in converting, but she is just curious. (Really, though, that's what they all say.) We are excited to teach her too!  

Anyway, I love it here. Its really an adventure every single day. Sister Wright is an awesome companion and I love serving here with her. The Church is true. Thomas S. Monson is the prophet. The Book of Mormon is the word of God and I am so grateful for it. I love you all!!

Sister Taylor

July 6, 2015

Hello! Happy 4th of July (two days late)! 

I hope you all had a great Independence Day on Saturday. You would think mine would be exciting, because of where I am, but....you all probably did more exciting things than I did. We saw some really cool fireworks from a distance, but that was about it as far as regular 4th of July festivities go. It was still a great night, though. We didn't do any proselyting, because most people were celebrating, but instead we spent some time with a few people in the ward. One was a woman I may have already mentioned before named Sister Norris. She has MS and is confined to either her bed or a wheelchair if someone lifts her into it. We spent a few hours with her, including dinner. We taught a short lesson and talked about her Book of Mormon reading, but mostly we were just company. She doesn't have too many people who come to visit her, so she loves having us there. After that, we went to the home of a less active member named Shana. She has two sons, one who is an adult and has moved out, and another who just graduated from high school and was out with his friends. She loves to have us over to chat and keep her company, since she is all alone when her sons are gone. We spent the remainder of the evening with Brother and Sister Price. They are still a tad eccentric, but they are so good to us. They feed us while we are there and give us food to take home and just make us feel at home overall. If only Brother Price would come to church!

This week on Thursday we met the new mission president and his family. Its going to be an interesting transition going from President Riggs to him. President Riggs was so great and we all grew to love him and his wife and family so much. He taught me a ton. However, I am excited to get to know President Huntsman and to see what kinds of things he will do differently. I'm looking forward to all the things I will learn under his direction. His wife, Sister Huntsman, is absolutely adorable. She is obviously thrilled to be here, and gave me a huge hug when I walked up to her to say hello. 

We had a rather funny experience last night. We came up to two people on the street and said hi, but before we could say anything else, one of them said, "I already love Jesus!" So we gave her a Because He Lives card and said, "Great! Then you'll love this! There's a link on the back for a video about Him!" She thanked us and ran inside her building. The other person stayed outside for a few minutes and talked to us (and finished his cigarette). He said something about Mormons and "those potatoes I've heard so much about." We were so confused. I've heard some weird things about what people think about Mormons out here, like that we have super powers and worship our ancestors, but I've never heard anything about potatoes, so we asked him what in the world he was talking about. 

"You know, those cheesy potato things?"

It turns out he was talking about funeral potatoes. Apparently, that's a Mormon thing. I'm pretty sure casseroles in general are a Mormon thing, or at least a Utah thing. People in the South have their fried chicken and Kool-aide, and we have our casseroles. 

Anyway, I hope you are all having a great week! The Church is true!!!

Pictures: 

1-4 Warrenton is so pretty! 

5- Sister Wright 

6- Happy 4th of July!

7- ....the licence plate...

June 29, 2015

So! Transfers happened! I didn't go very far, and I'm still in the same stake, but I am now in the Warrenton area. It is SO DIFFERENT from Manassas. Manassas was full of suburbs. Lots and lots of townhouses or regular houses that were really close together. Some super big houses out in the woods, where the rich people lived, but mostly everyone was packed in tight. Here, I'm out in the "country." Cows and ducks and chickens and big corn fields.  Most of the houses are far away from their neighbors and there are only a few suburban-type neighborhoods. People keep to themselves a lot more here. Even the ward members. They don't seem very driven to meet new people. Its actually kinda irritating. Sister Wright (my new companion) tells me that most of the areas she has served in have been like that. I guess Manassas was just extra awesome in its level of friendliness. BUT! I'm still really excited to be here and have new experiences. 

My last week in Manassas was really great. Sister Morris finished the Book of Mormon with us, which was a HUGE accomplishment for her. We read the last verse, and we all looked up and each other and she had this big smile on her face. It was so neat. The day before I left, she said, "I'm really going to miss you, Sister Taylor. You two are such a powerful team. I've loved all the sisters who have come, but I think I'm going to miss you the most." I just love her! I had to say goodbye to the Giordanos, too and that was super sad. They were sad that both Sister Christiansen and I were both going to be gone, but I promised to write them still. They are such an amazing family! Lots of people in the ward said they were sad to see me go, and I was sad to leave them. I really loved it there. Its definitely someplace I want to go back to someday. 

I don't have a whole lot to report on yet by way of Warrenton. I met a woman in the ward who is bed-ridden and has MS named Sister Norris. We go by one or two times a week to teach her. She got baptized when she was still able to walk, and she needs some reminding of the doctrine, but mostly she just needs love. We have been encouraging her to read the Book of Mormon daily on her own. She is such a sweet lady, and I'm excited to get to know her better. 

The Price's are another family in the ward, and they are a hoot. They are an older couple and they are very eccentric. They love the missionaries and they are the friendliest people alive, but Brother Price (who introduced himself as a ward missionary) is less active, and Sister Price is a returning member. I'm sure I'll have exciting stories to tell about them as time goes by. 

Connie is our progressing investigator. We taught her about temples and family history work on Friday, and she LOVED it. She said it answered a lot of questions she has always had and helped her feel more at peace. She should be getting baptized on July 27. That is her mother's birthday, which is why she picked it. 

Other than that, we've mostly just knocked on some doors and gone to church so far. I've met a handful of ward members, and like I said earlier, they come across as sorta standoffish. I tend to have to be the one to initiate conversations if I want to get to know someone, but once I do, they seem nice. Hopefully I get more warmed up to the ward before too long. The bishop is great and listens carefully to everything we say to him. We live in the ward mission leader's family's basement, and they are SUPER sweet. They are the Anguiano's. They have a little boy who is 18 months old, a boy who is 9 and a girl who is 11. Sister Anguiano is pregnant, and we found out this morning its a girl! 

Anyway, I love you all. Have a great week! 

Sister Taylor

June 26, 2015

Hello!!!! Sorry I didn't email on Monday. We went to DC and ran out of
time. I did try to send some really quick emails, but found out later
they never actually sent.

But! The reason I am emailing on a not-Monday is because I got
transferred and this is standard procedure for transfers- to email
your parents and tell them your new address. So, I am no longer in
Manassas (which is really sad, because I loved it there) and I'm now
in Warrenton which is great because I'm excited to do new things and
meet new people). We're living in the ward mission leader's basement
and it's even nicer than my last apartment! Smaller kitchen, though.
And SUPER freezing. But still super duper nice. My new companion's
name is Sister Wright and this is her very last transfer! She's great
and I've already learned a ton from her. I'm excited to be here!


Love,
Sister Taylor

June 16, 2015

It's really hot here. Well, not really hot. Just normal hot. But it is really humid. I've given up on my hair. It is doomed to be a frizzy mess all summer. Oh well. :)

I feel like I have very little to report this week for some reason. We just did missionary work. Knocked on some doors. Visited some less actives. Talked to lots of random strangers. We did have one lady this week tell us very politely that she "truly believes from her heart that the Mormon church is a cult." 

We did blitzes this week on Saturday. The missionaries in our district came to our area, we picked a neighborhood, and they helped us tract it. We had spent the whole week before that trying to figure out where to go for the blitzes. Manassas is a very diverse area. There are gigantic houses where the high income families live, tiny apartments where the truly poverty stricken live, and everything in between. There are people whose families have lived in Virginia since colonial days, people from all over the country who came for work, and lots of immigrants from El Salvador, Brazil, Ghana, Togo, India, Russia, Bolivia, Germany, China, Japan, Korea, etc., etc. The trick for blitzes was to find an area with enough English-speakers for 4 sets of missionaries to find and talk to. We decided on an area to tract about an hour before the blitz actually happened. A substantial amount of Manassas is on the lower end of the economic spectrum, so there are lots of "ghetto" areas, which we spend a fair amount of time in, because there tend to be lots of receptive people there, and this was one of those areas. When the other missionaries arrived for blitzes, they got out of their cars, looked around, and asked us if we could have possibly picked a sketchier area for blitzes. (The answer was yes, absolutely. Welcome to Manassas.) We had a great time tracting there and met some great people. I absolutely LOVE Manassas. :) 

I got a package this week from the Relief Society at home (THANK YOU!!!). It had candy and a cute note and inflatable fish. (like beach balls) Sister Davis blew them up and we have been having fish fights every day. I often lose, because my arm is pathetic and I can't throw worth two cents. But it seems like every time I come around the corner into the kitchen, she nails me with a fish. Its pretty entertaining.

We made muffins this week. We wanted to bring them to our investigator, so we pulled out our bag of blueberry muffin mix and added water and an egg and whatever, and then put it into the oven. 5 minutes later, the apartment started to smell like gasoline. We quickly discovered that the flame in the oven had gone out, and we were probably slowly asphyxiating. We turned off the oven and opened up all the windows and the balcony door to air out the apartment and texted the elders who live in our same apartment complex to ask if we could use their oven to finish the muffins. We brought the half-baked muffins to their apartment and stood outside their door in the million-degree heat/humidity while they tried to finish the muffins. It didn't work. We had them try to save the poor things by putting brown sugar on top, but Elder Wagner misunderstood us when we said, "put brown sugar on top." Instead of sprinkling a little bit on the top, he slathered on a ton over the top almost as if he was frosting them. We brought the ugly little muffins back to our apartment to decide if we should still deliver them. Sister Davis brought them up to her nose and inhaled deeply. "They smell like gas!!!" I took a bite of one. "They taste like gas!!!!" We threw them away. 

Anyway, I hope you all have a great week. I love you all and I love the gospel. I know absolutely without a doubt that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the one and only true church. It is Christ's church. He is at the head and He and Heavenly Father love each of us individually and perfectly. 

Sister Taylor

Pictures!!!

1-3: Raphaella discovered photobooth on my ipad. 

4. Patricia gave me the recipe for the dinner she fed us....in Portuguese 

5. Gasoline Muffins

6-8: We found a turtle!

9-11: Sister Davis likes to take pictures while I driving. So I make faces too. 

12: We're sending these pictures to President Riggs before he goes home. 

June 8, 2015

Can you believe it is June already? I can't! These four months have FLOWN by. I had a dream last week that I had served all 18 months and I was about to go home and it was TERRIBLE! I kept telling everyone I just got here and they couldn't send me home already. I probably had that dream because I had been thinking about how quickly these 4 months have gone by. This transfer is already more than half-way over! I LOVE Manassas and I'll be sad to leave it in a few weeks.

On Tuesdays we visit a woman in the ward from Cambodia named Suwanna. She understands English and can speak it fairly well, but she can only barely read and write it, so we go to read from the Book of Mormon with her and help her learn to read and write. She hasn't made much progress in the time I have been here, but she really loves us coming to help. Now we have started to give her actual spelling lists (with words like cat, hat, bat, etc. or thing, the, path, etc.) to practice throughout the week, and she suddenly began to make progress! We're so excited for her! 

On Wednesday we went back to visit Charlie. (He's the one that we had dinner with last week with his mom).  He actually read a chapter from the Book of Mormon this week!!! And he loved it! he had a lot to say about how hard-hearted Laman and Lemuel were. He said he had to read it (well, listen to it. He did the audio-book thing while driving) a few times to really get it, and we are so glad he did! He even committed to read more than one chapter this week! It is so wonderful to see investigators progress, but I would say it is just as wonderful to see less-actives progress. Deep down they know it is true, and it is a huge privilege to help them remember and reignite that testimony. The more they act on the little faith they still have, the more their faith grows, and it is so exciting to see people re-discover the beauty and perfection of the gospel.

Thursday morning we went for our return appointment with the woman, Crystal, that we met last week. She apologized profusely and said that a doctor's appointment for her baby had just come up, and asked us if we could reschedule. We did, and we'll go to see her this coming Wednesday evening. She didn't have time for a lesson, but she let us in for a few minutes to see her baby. He was to tiny!!! She told us that the scripture we shared with her when we met her (Ether 12:27) has really stuck with her and she has read it over and over to herself and to Blake, the baby. We're so excited to start teaching her next week. 

Thursday was also my four month mark. Sister Davis made me muffins for breakfast while I was in the shower and wrote me a card that was super sweet. She is awesome!

On Friday night we had dinner with a family in the ward and some of their friends. Brother Kadarusman invited one of his coworkers and his family over for dinner, so we ate with all of them and they we were asked by Sister Shimada (she kept her maiden name) to share a message. We hadn't prepared one, because Brother Kadarusman had told us we would just be there to give their friends a good experience with the church, but we came up with one really fast! We shared Ether 12:27 with them, and they really loved it. (Ether 12 is probably one of my favorite chapters in the Book of Mormon. Its just so full of awesome!) After we shared that scripture and talked about it, the friend family started to ask a lot of questions. They asked about the difference between the Book of Mormon and the Bible, where the Book of Mormon came from, what is different about our church compared to other churches, etc. We ended up teaching the whole first lesson and it was awesome! When we left, they all got up to tell us goodbye, and the wife hugged me and said, "Thank you so much for teaching us!" It was such a cool experience! Sadly, they don't live in our area, but we hope the missionaries in the area where they live will get the opportunity to teach them. 

Saturday was exciting. We went over to Sister Morris's house. I've mentioned her before, but she is a woman in the ward who suffers from very severe depression that we visit almost daily and read the Book of Mormon with. She is on Ether 12 today!!! She has a really bad back problem, so she can't move around very much, so we helped her clean her kitchen and living room before reading with her. We get to wear jeans when we do service, so that was pretty exciting.

 More exciting things than just wearing jeans happened on Saturday. We went tracting! (Not my favorite activity, but I hate it a lot less these days.) The first few houses that we knocked did not go well. The people were polite, but not interested, and it takes me a few doors to get "warmed up," so my door approaches were super duper awkward. We decided to go try to check on a part member family instead. They weren't home, but we met a guy named Jerry in the parking lot. He was cleaning his truck and we went to talk to him. We told him about the Book of Mormon and gave him a copy. We showed him the footnotes in the Book of Mormon and how they correspond with the Bible and he said, "Oh. I get it. The Book of Mormon and the Bible compliment each other to help you learn the doctrine." Pretty much the most awesome response ever. He told us where he lives and gave us his phone number, and we have a return appointment set up for Saturday. 

We then went tracting in and apartment building. We met Erick, who lives with his wife and 4 year old son, and who was amazing and intrigued by the story of the First Vision. We have a return appointment with him on Tuesday. On the next level down we met Amber, who asked us if we could leave her with a pamphlet and tell us where we met for church, because she wanted to know more. We talked to her about he Atonement and about the Book of Mormon, and told her that, no, Mormon's do not practice polygamy. She asked a ton of really great questions, and we have a return appointment set up with her for Tuesday as well. 

On the bottom floor (we started from the top and moved down), we met Jamal. He just moved here with his wife from New Jersey and said he had been looking for a church to attend. We told him about the Book of Mormon and about how Christ's original church has been restored and set up a return appointment for Wednesday afternoon. 

FOUR new investigators in the space of two hours. We are so happy!!!! 

On Sunday we had dinner with three families in the ward. One family had put their name on the meal calendar, and then texted us to tell us that there would be two other families there. It was really fun. There were 15 kids there, and all but 3 were under the age of 11, so it was pretty wild, but we taught a short lesson about Nephi and his faith in going to get the plates, and everyone loved it. I just absolutely love the ward here. It is amazing to see things from such a different perspective here. Sister Davis and I started out at the kid table yesterday, but they called us in to sit with the grown ups (yipee!), and it was such an interesting conversation. They were all talking about the crazy things their kids did, and the whole time I was thinking, "I used to do that. And that. And that. Aaaand that. I think I probably still do that. Ohhhh my poor parents." So, thank you Mom and Dad for putting up with me all these years. I'm sorry I was probably a terror sometimes. Maybe a lot of the time. 

I've also realized how different life is outside of college. When people grow up and get married and have kids, they have such different priorities. A lot less selfish priorities. In college, I feel like we are often very narrow minded. Sometimes we think we are "open-minded" because we are willing to look into lots of different things and we see a bigger part of the world than we ever have before, but I've realized how much tunnel vision I had before this. Life has a lot more to it than just me and just what I thought was right or acceptable. My previous mindset has very little to do with going to BYU before this, which is a "bubble" of sorts in some ways. I think it doesn't matter where you go to college that influences that selfish, limited world-view mindset. It's just lack of experience in a real-world setting. Being a missionary is very different from being a "regular" person, but this is definitely the most real-world experience I've ever had and I realize how limited my knowledge of the world was before this. When I go home in 14 months, I won't be "returning to real life." This is the most real-life I've ever seen, and I am so grateful for the chance to be here and to be doing the work of the Lord. 

Sorry for such a long email! I hope it didn't bore you to death. If you got this far, congratulations! And thanks for persevering. I love you all. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is absolutely the true church. It is Christ's church. The people are far from perfect, but the gospel itself is. I know it with my whole heart and soul. I know that the Book of Mormon is true and I absolutely love it. It makes my life better and it makes my spirit stronger each time I read it. I love to be a missionary!!! 

Love,

Sister Taylor 

Only two pictures this week. Sorry!

1) I made food! Its a chicken salad type deal. I even cooked the chicken myself. And Sister Davis loved it!!!! Her face just says it all. (See!!! I can cook!!!)

2)This wheel-chair dude has an afro.

June 1, 2015

Hello! Its only been a few days since my last preparation day, since we took p-day on Wednesday last week, but it still seems like its been a whole week! We've been working hard! And I was tired. I just took a nap for about an hour and a half and now I feel really good. Some p-days we go fun places and do fun things and other weeks we are too tired to do much other than shop, write letters, and take a nap. Hopefully we'll go to DC in a week or two on our p-day. We just have to plan it out. 

On Wednesday night after our p-day we went over to the house of a less-active named Charlie. The Sisters here have been working with him since they came to the area almost two years ago, and he has made very small progress in that time. Recently his mom was visiting from Alabama for a month, and I think that helped things a ton. They invited us over for dinner and we had a great time! They are some serious talkers! But so funny!!!! Lela (Charlie's mom) has this awesome southern accent and the two of them did 98% of the talking, but we did just as much of the laughing as they did. I'm trying to think of a way to accurately describe how hilarious these two are, especially when they get together, or to explain one of the stories they told, but I just don't know how. They alternated between telling hilarious stories, telling us about weird southern food (did anyone know they ate raccoon and "chitlins" aka pig intestine in Alabama? I didn't!), and Lela telling us about awesome spiritual experiences she has had. She is a very active member of the Church, which was great for us! She told us that she spent years and years searching for the right church to join. She started out baptist, but could tell that something was missing, so she went through lots of other Churches trying to find the right one. One day she was at a yard sale and found some old scripture study manuals, and the lady gave them to her for free. As she started reading them along with the Bible, she realized that it was talking about some names that weren't in the Bible, such as Nephi and Helaman, but she studied it the best she could, and told us that as she did, she just KNEW that what it was teaching was true. Later on in her life (a few years or months later. She didn't say), she saw a commercial on tv for a book that was Another Testament of Jesus Christ, called The Book of Mormon. She ordered a copy and the missionaries showed up soon afterward with a copy. As they talked, she started telling them about the things she had come to believe from the study manuals she had read. Before too long, she showed them said manuals, and discovered that they came from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She quit smoking and drinking coffee, married her live-in boyfriend, and got baptized. So cool, right?! We love Lela!
She is going home tomorrow, so we stopped by to bring them cupcakes and a thank-you note last night, and had another great visit. We have built up a lot of trust with Charlie in the few weeks that Lela has been here, and he even agreed to read a chapter from the Book of Mormon!!! He told us that he wants to have us over for dinner again, and he started to think of girls he is friends with that can come too, because we can't come unless there is a woman home. He said he could invite his friend Teresa, who came over a few weeks ago just as we started reading form the Book of Mormon with him, and who read with us. Lela told us last night that after we left that night, Teresa asked Lela and Charlie a TON of questions about the Book of Mormon and the Church. Involving Charlie in missionary work with Teresa will be a great way to re-activate him. We're so happy for him that he's been making progress lately. :) 

On Thursday we had a visit with another less-active man named David. David is....weird. He interprets dreams he's had and scriptures he reads in all kinds of strange ways, so we never quite know what he will get out of the lessons we do with him. We usually read from the Book of Mormon or read a conference talk with him and then discuss it. Or we try. He spends a lot of time rambling about who knows what, so we have to fight to get a word in! On Thursday we read 3 Nephi 11 with him, and he talked a lot about repentance. We aren't really quite sure what happened, but he told us he had been thinking and praying a lot lately, and that the chapter we read with him was very timely. Towards the end of the visit, I said to him, "Okay, David. You've been feeling the Spirit tonight. What do you think you need to do about it?" And he said, "Come to church. I have a suit coat and trousers and everything." I made him pinkie promise me that he would come on Sunday, and he promised he would. Just that commitment was HUGE for him, even if he didn't follow through. But! Lo and behold, come Sunday morning, there was David, sitting in the very back row of hard metal chairs. He hasn't been to Church in YEARS. But somehow the Spirit worked on his heart and there he was. The members were very friendly and a lot of the brothers in the ward, including his home teacher, who was finally able to set up an appointment with him, came up to him to welcome him back. I feel like we did very little but be persistent in visiting him and bringing the Spirit into his home. Heavenly Father, who understands him even when we don't, knew exactly what he needed and worked through us and through other experiences he has had and got David to Church. And he said he's coming again next week!  

While we were tracting on Friday, we went to check on a family of former investigators. We discovered that they had moved, and a woman named Crystal lived there instead. We started talking to her about who we were and what we did, and we asked her about her faith in Christ. She told us about her baby boy, Blake, who was supposed to be born in June, but was born in March. She told us that doctors had told her that she would never be able to have children at all, but she still was able to have Blake, and he was still alive. They had just recently returned home from being at the hospital with him almost constantly. She told us that she knew he was an absolute miracle, and Sister Davis and I had to try not to cry while she told her story. Sister Davis shared Ether12:27 with her about how weak things can become strong through Christ, and talked about how Crystal's body had been "weak" and unable to have children, but it became "strong" and she had Blake. We also talked to her about how Christ helps us with our every-day weaknesses and makes them strong. Watching Crystal's face while we talked to her about that scripture was an amazing experience. She just lit up and looked so surprised at us relating it to her, and was clearly very touched. She said that she was thinking of Blake as we read it, and was amazed when we related it to her. She said about us coming, "God is good today," and it was clear that she recognized that there was something different about us. She invited us back before we even asked if we could come back. We're so excited to teach her and her husband! 

Anyway, it has been an awesome week. I love you all. The Church is true!!!

 

P.S. I ran over a nail this week. 

Pictures!

1) Sister Kinner, who is from the Philippines (and her photo-bombing daughter.) She is so cute and awesome! Her husband died of cancer last year, and she is now raising 3 cute (and hyper-active) children on her own.

2) I ran over a nail.

3) Sister Davis, Lela, me

4) Sister Davis, me, Lela, Charlie