This was like...the longest week of my entire life. But really though. It was so good but so long. Probably just because it was such a different week. P-day was on Tuesday and that kept throwing everything off. We kept thinking it was a different day then it actually was. Friday we thought it was Saturday. On Thursday we thought it was Friday and it was just odd. I would have thought it would have seemed faster because usually the start of our week is P-day. Anyway.....
So on Tuesday we went to Cookeville
with Jaleta and her friend Kyler. Wow he is awesome! He is totally going to get
baptized! Sometime....haha he seriously already seems like he is Mormon because
he's just so nice and genuine. You would have never thought. But yeah he's not
really super interested right now but Jaleta gave him a Book of Mormon and he
has been reading it! Yesterday we were talking to him on Facebook and I had
gotten mad at him because he missed my talk in church (yeah I spoke in church
yesterday but I'll tell you more about that in a bit) and I told him that he
could make it up to us by reading the entire Book of Mormon by today (because
we might see him today with Jaleta) and he said he would but he wouldn't be
able to comprehend it and so he would rather I just gave him something in
particular to read. Wow!
So this week we went up to Bon Air and
it was kind of foggy as we were going up the mountain and we were like,
"Oh great it's going to be foggy all day." But then it was clear!!
(sorry more to this story in a second). So when we got up there we went to go
visit Dorothy. We didn't have time to teach the Restoration last week and so
she said to come back and we set a return appointment. So we got to her house
and we saw a note on the door and Sister Sumbot was like, "Hopefully
that's not a note to us of her dropping us." And I just laughed. Yep. It
was. "To the ladies of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day saints. I
do not wish to study with you. Do not come back. Thanks." Okay now the
wacko thing about this was that it was signed from someone named Dean. We think
it must be her son but we were like, "Why would he be telling us
this?" We still just left anyway but it was just odd....And then I was
joking to Sister Sumbot that she jinxed it that she dropped us because she said
it was a note about her dropping us. Then that night we were coming down the
mountain and I realized that we hadn't hit any fog all day and I was like,
"Wow! It wasn't even foggy today!" Yeah I had no wood to knock on and
so all of the sudden we hit this really really thick fog that made it so you
could really only see the reflectors on the road! Oh it was so cool!!! It
reminded me of Bednar's thing about revelation or whatever and we really wanted
to take a picture but it was dark so you really couldn't tell. But wow I just
love fog. It's so cool! Then Sister Sumbot was like, "Oh thanks Sister
Myers! You jinxed it!" It was a day of jinxing.
Sorry if that paragraph made no
sense...haha but anyway, another story about Bon Air. So we went up at around 2
on Friday and guess what? NO ONE ANSWERED! Not a soul. We didn't talk anyone
for like 2 1/2 hours straight because everyone we tried wasn't home or wouldn't
answer. Oh it was just so weird. And then I was like, "Oh I bet this is
just God humbling us because we have seen so many cool miracles!" Sister
Sumbot agreed. So then, since we hadn't taken our lunch break we decided to
just sit and take a nap for a bit. Okay so at this point it's about 4:00 and we
had dinner at 6...on Bon Air so we basically had to stay up there. So we had
this dilemma because there was this less active that we planned to see who
lived right by our dinner (dinner was with the Lewis family - the ones we heart
attacked) but if they weren't home then we would be a big pickle. So we are
just kind of sitting there and I kept getting this prompting that we should go
tracting. So I told Sister Sumbot that we should go tracting for a bit and then
take our lunch break (we were fasting so we weren't going to eat lunch) because
it was light at the time and so it was the best time to tract. We don't tract
after dark usually. People don't like it. So anyway she said okay and we went
to a random street nearby. Finally someone answered! She wasn't interested.
Lame. We keep knocking and this lady named Nellie answered and she was super
closed off. So we started talking to her and about our message and we also
offered to do service for her and stuff. Then we asked her if we could come
back and talk to her and she just kind of like, "Well I'm really
busy...."Okay the Spirit is so awesome. Suddenly she just starting opening
up a ton and was suddenly asking us questions about us as missionaries and what
we do and stuff and wow. It was just so crazy! By the end she had told us all
the days she works and when she is free and given us her number. Um...WOW!!
The thing is we would not have talked
to her if we had seen any of those people we tried before.. Because we wouldn't
have gone tracting! We definitely were meant to find Nellie!
This week we were teaching Bennie and
we read Alma 32 about people who seek signs. Bennie is looking for a 'sign'. :/
haha so then as a joke, since we were teaching him at the church Sister Sumbot
and Jaleta distracted him and I went to the chalk board and drew something.
Picture is attached. Oh it was just sooo funny.
Yesterday we had 3 investigators at
church! Woot! Marie came, not sure if I told you about her, and so did a
librarian we have come to know by going to the library every day and also
Bennie! Probably because I was speaking in church! Yeah I spoke about why
baptism is essential. So funny story. When I first was given the assignment to
speak the sisters kept saying that I should write a poem for my talk and I was
like, "No way!" And then all the way leading up to my talk Sister
Sumbot was telling everyone, "Maybe she'll write a poem for you that she
will say!" And I would totally go along with it. So then on Saturday I was
like, "I really should write a poem!" But I didn't tell Sister Sumbot
or anyone and so I on Sunday right before church started Sister Sumbot was
jokingly like, "Sister Myers...you didn't write the poem!" And I just
shrugged. Haha she was so surprised when I read the poem I wrote! Anyway so
that was funny.
Yeah I know y'all want to read it. Too
bad.
I'm just kidding! So a little
background: I was talking about the peace that we get that comes with baptism
and so I wrote about my experience with that peace and how I know where it
comes from. Yeah I wrote in like...well late at night so no judgin'.
That day came on bright clear day,
Birds were chirping, typical, on the 31st
of May.
Some people had their daily things to
do,
Watering flowers, cleaning cars and
making their place look like new.
I however wasn't mopping, dusting or
cleaning,
I was on my way to church: where my
life would get a whole new meaning.
"Baptism is important" I
thought with my 8 year old mind
"It means I'll always strive to be
loving, caring and kind."
These thoughts kept my mind busy as I
sat waiting for my turn,
I began to get nervous and my insides
started to churn.
Suddenly, I heard my name: and to the
font, I walked.
There was a special reverence, and no
one wanted to talk.
Taking careful steps till the water was
past my waist
I grabbed my dad's hand as my heart
began to race.
Positioned and ready, I closed my eyes
and bowed my head.
I heard familiar words as the baptism
prayer was said.
Lowered in then brought back out, I
suddenly felt peace,
I was very calm and warm, my
nervousness has ceased.
I was thoughtful as I changed from my
clothes, dripping wet,
I felt so clean, happy and bright -
something hard to get.
"Why do I feel this?" I
wondered, but just didn't know,
But I never wanted it to end, never
wanted it to go.
Now standing here I don't remember a
lot of that day,
But I remember the feeling, it will
never go away.
12 years hasn't dulled that powerful
and gentle peace,
That words really can't describe, I can
only express a piece.
But this I do know, that those 12 years
have taught,
I know so much more about that peace
that at that time I did not.
That peace comes with baptism because I
am freed,
Freed from guilt and sin, and every
wrong deed.
It's because I am forgiven by my Savior
and Lord,
Who suffered for all, he bled from
every pore.
He suffered for you: Your grief, pain,
and agony.
Because He loves you so perfect and
unconditionally.
Then He willing died on the cross for
you,
And He rose the 3rd day: so perfect and
new.
That peace from my baptism that I
remember so clear,
Comes from my Savior and Redeemer who
loves me so dear.
Because of it I know that one day I
will be with my father above,
Because of my Savior's sacrifice to
show me His love.
Although I could never really express
this peace that I feel,
I can tell you this: it's more than you
could imagine and I can testify that it's real.
There's my testimony of the peace that
comes from baptism!! Y'all are amazing and in my prayers! Sure do love all
y'all!!
Love,
Sista M
(That's what Siri calls me) :)
Pics:
1. My drawing for Bennie...oh I didn't
draw the weird circle thing at the top...that was some crazy thing he was
telling us about
2. Brother Tucker had a birthday so we
had a birthday party for him :) love them
3. Me, Sister Sumbot and
Jaleta....candid picture haha
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