August 8, 2016
It's been a week to remember, my friends.
Last week we the coolest part member couple. Christy (who just won a fight with cancer) is a member, and her husband, Randall, is not. We went into the lesson with pretty average expectations since it was our first meeting with them, but it was seriously one of the most memorable lessons I have ever been in. We talked mainly about prayer and about how we can receive revelation for ourselves, and Christy pretty much testified the whole time. When we asked Randall if he would pray before we left, he got super nervous and we could tell that it was going to be a challenge to get him to do it. But as we talked with him and his wife, we just shared our love for them and helped him understand that prayer is for him, not for us. Randall has met with missionaries several times before, but that was the first time he had ever prayed out loud in his life. The spirit was so strong, and we felt so good about it. We weren't pushing him to pray, we were helping him pray because we love that family and want him to experience it as well. We could tell Randall felt the spirit, maybe for the first time in his life, and it was just an awesome lesson that pretty much left Elder Jarvis and I leaving thinking "what just happened." It was incredible. We really feel like Randall could be the ward's next baptism. I love missions.
The YSA branch is seeing some miracles, too. Last week, we got a referral for a 19 year old guy named Joseph. We had a lesson with him, and he totally understood everything he had read in the Book of Mormon since the Elders gave him a copy a few days before. He is super smart, very open, and he keeps his commitments. We also gave him a tour of the church and put him on date for the 27th of August! He also plays the guitar, so we spent a few minutes at the end of our first lesson going back and forth. Good times.
On Wednesday night, we got a call from an older sister in a nearby ward saying that she wanted to bring a family friend, Max, to YSA on Sunday. He's 23 years old, and he has quite the story. Max is really athletic and was a star soccer player, but a few years ago he had a stroke that took all that away from him. He has had to learn how to do a lot of simple things over again, but has totally recovered. He's pretty quiet now, but he seems like a great guy. We have to take things slow with him since he comes from a very devout Catholic family, but he's coming to FHE tonight, so that will be good for him. We are loving YSA right now!
This week, I found out that our ward mission leader's wife, Sister Meusborn, is from Liberty, Missouri and lived there the same time I did. That means that her parents were in our ward probably. Also, I found out that Sister Summer's parents live like 4 houses down from my grandparents in St. Anthony. Not only that, but I totally went to their house last year for a neighborhood party. So yep, this world is a strange place.
We had Mission Leadership Council last week, and President Lewis asked me during lunch if I would play and sing "I'll Go Where You Want Me to Go" before the departing testimonies, which totally destroyed my plans for relaxing during the meeting. Good times. Other than that, that was the week. It was definitely a quality one!
Peace and blessin's,