Good news! Neither Sister Manning or I got sick and died this week. Miracles are real! But this week was so good! We had a lot of success and miracles!
So on Tuesday, we went to the temple like I mentioned last week. It was so wonderful I am so grateful for temples. I felt so much peace and love in the temple. They are such a blessing in my life. I haven't realized how much I love and need the temple, until I haven't been able to go for months! It is a place of refuge from the craziness of our world.
This week was a really mentally tough week for Sister M and I. We were fighting a lot of stress and discouragement. But the Lord helped us through and gave us the strength we needed!
So Sister M and I relived high school for an hour one night this week. We went to go see a less active family. They have a daughter who is 18 and has decided on her own to come back to church. We stopped by her house and it was just her, her less active brother, and his non member girlfriend. All of them are still in high school. We sat down and the non member girlfriend started asking us tons and tons of questions about being missionaries and the rules we follow and different things. It was a really good discussion. Then they start to tell us about some of their wild days in high school, which included a senior trip to San Bernardino where the swat team crashed a party they were at, and watching the sunrise while on acid. I'm not sure how they are still alive, but they have all decided to leave their party life behind and make better choices which was so cool to hear about. While the brother and his girlfriend aren't interested in the gospel right now, you can see how the choices of the sister to come back to church are helping them make better decisions and see what is really important in life.
On Saturday we blocked out a whole bunch of time to just knock doors because we have no teaching pool. So I am not the biggest fan of knocking doors, I don't know a lot of people who are, but it is something we just do. We picked this one street, packed our bags with copies of the Book of Mormon, and set out to find people who would be interested in hearing how the gospel will bless their lives. The first 45 minutes yielded no results, but it was a gorgeous day and I didn't mind being outside. Then we knock on this one door and a very friendly lady opened the door! Her name is Jolie. She told us that her brother was a member of the church and that he had taken her through the Fort Collins Temple Open House and that she really enjoyed it. As we were talking, she told us about how she loves to paint and invited us in to look at some of her paintings. As we were standing there, Jolie told us about how her husband had passed away about a year and a half ago and that it has been hard for her because she knows they are supposed to still be together. She isn't quite sure what her belief of the after life is, but she knows that she doesn't believe in a hell and that everyone goes to heaven, but it's divided into levels depending on how good you were. Well that just so happens to be what we believe as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints! We were able to share part of the plan of salvation with her and give her a copy of the Book of Mormon. Jolie loved what we shared and was so interested and excited to learn more and have us come back. It was such a neat experience and testifies to me that Heavenly Father is always preparing His children!
Yesterday we were trying to contact some people on the ward list that we knew nothing about. We decided to look for a lady named Jennifer. So we go to the house, pull in the drive way, and are greeted by the opening song of "The Lion King" being blasted. The music was coming from a massive shop behind the house. We were trying to figure out if we should knock on the door or go creep in the shop, when 4 guys walk out of the shop. They all look like they're in the 20's and they're pretty rough looking. Well they walk over to us and I asked if there was a Jennifer that lived there. One of the guys replies by saying, "No, but I could be Jennifer if you wanted." Whoa homeboy. Calm down. We all laughed and then Sister M and I started talking to them about the church. One of the guys said he was forced to go to church because his parents are Mormon. He told us that he hated the three hours of church though. I mean three hours is a long time... As we kept talking to these guys, we found out that they just graduated from high school! Like they're 18! I FELT SO OLD! Sister M and I tried so hard to get them to take the lessons, but they're teenage boys and wanted to be cool. I think if they weren't all together, they would've been interested. But we all became good friends and they invited us to watch them drag race that night. We told them we couldn't because of mission rules. They were in shock when we told them about the rules we follow as missionaries. They couldn't believe that we couldn't just hang out with them! Next time boys, next time.
There seems to be a constant reminder that my time is short and I hate it. Being a missionary has truly been such a blessing in my life. I wish I could keep doing this forever! I hope you all are taking the time to pray and think about those in your lives who are ready for the gospel.
I love you and miss you all so much!
Pictures from our exchanges with the STL's last week.
More pictures from the temple.
The King's (an office missionary couple) bought us beads to celebrate Mardi Gras.
When you do yoga during comp study.