Hope you've had a great week! This week we moved houses. Surprise! Apparently our house wasn't very safe, so we got a call from the office the other day saying, "Hey, you guys are going to move. Can you pick up your keys tomorrow?" I love how smoothly these things are done...so fridge, stove, beds, the works all needed to be moved over to our new house. By ourselves. It was exciting...we enlisted the help of a recent convert and her friends, and a family from the ward, but it still took almost a full 2 days. Crazy! So once again, our numbers were a little low, and I was feeling a little stir crazy. (Lemme out! Lemme work!) Then we prayed a ton, and Heavenly Father blessed us. We found 16 new investigators in the last 3 days! MIRACLE!! It's humbling, especially because I know there's more we could be doing. But somehow the Lord blesses our small offering, and uses us to do His work.
One of my favorite experiences from this week was with someone who doesn't actually live in our area. We were coming home from District Meeting on Tuesday, and the bus was ridiculously crowded. I was tired, my head was pounding, and the bus was hot and loud. I was carrying all of the materials we had received, and just trying to stay standing up right. The last thing I wanted to do--I, not as a missionary--was talk to someone. Then a man gave up his seat for Sister Mills to sit down, and I walked over to be next to her. I passed the stack of Book of Mormons for her to hold in her lap. On my side, there was a woman seated down. When I smiled at her, she smiled back a little and I had the thought, "I really should talk to her." But I just couldn't--or didn't want to yet. So I said a prayer, and asked for help, then opened my mouth! We started talking, and then about the church, and pretty soon the man next to her looked up too. He asked some questions, and I ended up teaching them both about the Restoration, and marking down their addresses to pass to the missionaries in their areas. Then they both got off, and I was able to sit down. (Woohoo!) Sister Mills passed the Book of Mormons back to me, and a man sat down at my side. Have I ever told you how it still kind of scares me to talk to men? Literally, every time I do a contact with a man, I have to talk my brain into it first. And this guy was not super approachable! He's a large, bald black man, wearing sunglasses (in the bus!), and had headphones in. If he had been the first one to sit next to me, I think I might have justified not talking to him. But...I was already in teaching mode. So I picked up one of the Book of Mormons and stuck it in front of him.
"Have you ever heard of the Book of Mormon?"
"No! What is it?"
Complete change! All of the sudden he took his sunglasses off, pulled the headphones out, and turned to look at me. So we talked about the Book of Mormon, and what it was, and about the Church. And he was SO INTERESTED! Super, super, ridiculously interested. He literally begged me to give the Book of Mormon to him. Which is kind of funny, because I had to push down the thought of "we never have materials! The Sisters in his area can just give him one!" Oh, the natural man. Don't worry, that time I squashed it. :) "Of COURSE you can have it! But only if you're going to read it. And pray about it." He was almost insulted I included that. "Well yeah, that's why I want it!" Hahahaha. His name's Pedro. He's a young father, and a really good one. He was on his way to a job interview and just talked about how the new job would be so much better for his family. He really wants the best for them, and the gospel IS the best! So then I called the Sisters and told them to visit them ASAP! He said they'd all go to church on Sunday too.
It was so great. It was especially a tender mercy because I know that Heavenly Father gave me the prompting to talk to the first woman so that I'd be prepared to talk to Pedro when the time came. Heavenly Father knows what He's doing. :)
This is crazy, because I didn't even say anything about our area, but I'm out of time! Sorry. But I love you all! Thanks for your prayers and love for me!
Sister Fuller
Zone conference
Cristina's Baptism
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