Where to even begin! This week has been so good. Lots of cool experiences. Lets begin with the weather update. It is still snowy and cold. There were a couple of days where I thought spring might be coming. The snow was melting, I was actually sweating, and I could see the blue sky. Needless to say that ended quickly. Pittsburgh tricked me and the snow came right on back. Hopefully it will start warming up. My fingers are crossed!
This week started out with exchanges on Tuesday. It went really well. I got to drive in a car for a day. That was a little foreign but fun. I realized that I love being in walk area. I talk to so many more people, especially when on the bus. I wouldn’t be mad if I stayed in a walk area my whole mission. Plus I get my cardio in for the day.
I had a really neat and spiritual experience on Friday night. We were at our mission leaders house having our weekly meeting with the elders in our ward when all of a sudden there is a knock on the door. As we are sitting in the other room we can hear a lady talking at the door. She is in tears as she explains that she had been waiting outside of her friends house for two and a half hours and she was freezing! Our mission leader let her come inside. She explained that she had been homeless for a month. They gave her some food to eat and drink. Sister Stokes and I decided to go into the kitchen and say hi. We got on the conversation of our missions and we asked if we could share a message with her. We shared Alma 7:11-12 with her and bore testimony about our Savior Jesus Christ and the power of the atonement. I started to cry and then this lady started to cry. The spirit was so strong. She said that she felt like being here was a sign. She could have knocked on any door, but she was so glad that she knocked on this one. She asked for our number and said she would love to talk to us again.
Yesterday was pretty awesome too. I have had a hard time starting conversations with people on the bus and then bringing in the gospel. On Sunday everything was about faith. I realized I needed to have faith in the Lord and his ability to help me know what to say when it came time. We took the bus home from church and as we are sitting there this young girl gets on. I have this thought, a prompting, that says talk to her. I’m like I can’t she isn’t even sitting next to me. I look behind to see where she is and sitting is sitting behind me and across the aisle and to the right. As I look back I see a man standing behind her. I think to myself now I really can’t say something because it will be awkward to talk in front of him. I say to God “make him get off the bus and I’ll say something”. I kid you not. Right after I said this he moved to the front of the bus! I was like oh crap! Now I have to say something. I did and it turned out awesome. I told her a little bit and gave her a card. Then some other lady started asking us questions about our missions. It was just a testament to me that if I faith God will be there to help me. Fear can’t coincide with faith. I have to have faith in God and his power. Faith can be so powerful. Faith can bring miracles. NOT the other way around.
This whole week I felt God’s love more than I have ever felt in my life. It is seriously THE greatest thing ever. God loves each and every one of us. He knows us by name and He is aware of our situations. We need to put our trust in Him and He will help us overcome any obstacle in our way. When I say any I mean any obstacle in our way. Nothing is too great for God. WE must exercise faith in Him to see those miracles in our lives.
We have been teaching this woman named T. I mentioned her before. She is the woman we tracted into when I first got here. Her son has autism. She is so great. She told us on thursday that since she started meeting with us she can sleep better at night and she feels like she has clarity in her life. It is amazing to see the blessings the gospel can bring into people’s lives. We are hoping to set her with a baptismal date soon! She said she loves having us around. When we were at her house this Thursday her son came downstairs as we were getting ready to leave. She told us that her son has a hard time starting conversations with people and he isn’t really good at keeping one with people. But when he came down he started talking to me about all his stuffed superheros and we had a full on conversation for a good five minutes. She told Sister Stokes that he never does that. He never talks to people like that. It made me feel so good that M could trust me and that he felt like he could talk to me. He such a cute little kid. We are going to see if she’ll let him listen to the lesson next time.