Right, so before I left Winchester , Sister Barker got yet another
announcement from her last roommate. "Ha!" she cried. "They're
all married!" She waved the picture around to all the elders (on p-day)
and then I recognized that the GUY in the picture was Braden! Hey! So we
reminisced for a few days and got so pleased about the fact that Braden and
Kaylee were getting married. So cute. Completely forgot to tell you ;)
Working two areas in a trio is hard work. Here are some
things that have happened:
-Went to church yesterday and were asked to give our
testimonies. Everyone was having kittens about the fact that I had been with
Housley and Christensen (the legends of Exeter ).
There were 12 recent converts or less-actives there, six of which hadn't been
seen in years. What a miracle! Robin (baptised two weeks ago) blessed the
sacrament. It was so sweet.
-One member here, David, is doing his PhD on how the Book of
Mormon utilizes the Bible. It's unheard of in his field of study apparently. If
you've got doctrinal questions, he's the guy to ask. Gospel Principles as
taught by him is properly invigorating.
-We stopped a guy on the street (clearly from Africa ) who only could respond, "Espanish?" I
dug deep into my memory bank and cobbled together a sentence in Spanish
featuring the card we were trying to give him, church on Sunday, how long we
lived here, etc. He got so excited to hear some of his native tongue, he
grabbed our diary and wrote his mobile down. We've gotta call Elder Simplicio
:)
PAIGNTON
-Got my trunky call (asking which airport and whether my
parents would pick me up, which I didn't know), complete with Mission
Impossible music and Sister Kearl declaring that the message would
self-destruct, wiping it from my memory forever. I really did forget about it
until a week later. Forever in the mission is always relative.
-Picked up a new investigator in our flat named Mike. He had
cancer and was an atheist--the doctor sorted the cancer, but missed a massive
ABSCESS in his navel (the size of two flat footballs) which burst, sending poisonous
cells that will slowly eat his body away. He's probably got two years left to
live, and this is like the millionth horror story I've heard from the NHS (National Health Service).
Anyways, he's become a believer and is reading the Book of Mormon, the Bible,
the Koran, anything he can get his hands on. Really cool to speak to him.
-Barbecue on Saturday--there were loads of investigators and
less-actives there, and even though we had to leave early to sort out a baptism
for Bideford branch, we got to give a chapel tour and learned that the
Schofields (members of less than a year) are the best missionaries in the
stake. So awesome!
Nothing too crazy to report--the weather has really turned
out nice for the first time this summer, and I hope it'll linger. I'm trying to
convince Sisters Nelson and Pitcher that the winter won't be that bad. I do
like winter by virtue of everyone's invigorated attitude--the sun inspires
apathy and going to the beach. Funny how that happens.
Hope all is well with you, and that the missionary work is
making a killing!
Love from,
Sister Willard
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