I just have to say, I am glad to be able to serve the Lord at this time in my life. I am growing lots. I have a year and a month left on my mission and I still have lots to learn still. I am grateful that I am able to serve fulltime and find people to teach. I will now tell you about a very eventful, very long week.
This week has been one of the longest weeks of my life. I don't know if anyone did this but I am going to ask you. When you pray that I have an eventful week, be more specific and pray for only good eventful weeks please. :) This week has gone crazy. Monday night, is what started it all. Sister Moyes has had a stessful couple days in the last couple weeks and monday, she said, "Do you want to color my hair? I usually get something done with my hair when I am stressed." I agreed and so we went to walmart and got some hair dye. Probably not the smartest idea. She wanted to go lighter and so we got a blonde. I went to work and colored her hair. it seemed to be turning out okay. She had LOTS of hair and really thick hair so I didn't know if we were going to run out or not. Luckily we did not. When we washed it, it looked okay. Sister Moyes was starting to freak out though. It did not seem to bad. I blew it dry and I think it turned out to more golden blonde than she was thinking it was going to be. She did not like it. So, tuesday we went to go get it fixed. We went to Danna's and she is interesting. I don't think Danna knows too much about hair color. When I got my hair done with her, my color did not stay very well. So, danna goes to work and her hair. After two hours, it is finished and it looked...bad. It looked better before she touched it. It is starting to grow on us now. Except for the bang part. The bangs are so chunky. There is some brown and blonde in it and it does not look very good at all. When the bangs are pinned back it looks pretty good. So that happened.
Tuesday night was very scary. We were praying and kneeling on the floor and in the middle of the prayer we heard a bang! and the floor moved up and down. 'it scared the snot out of me' (That is what some people here say). I went and sat next to sister moyes. I did not know what to do. So, we called elder foote and he said to do what I didn't want to do. He said to go down in the basement and smell for gas. The furnace probably did something. So, I get my new snow boots on, a jacket, and a flashlight, and I am in my Thumper Pajamas. I then grab a golf club that we have in the apartment. I was so scared and Sis. M was even more scared than me. I told myself, "I have to be brave for my kids one day, might as well practise now." Haha. So I go to the door of the basement, take a deep breath and open the door. Then (keep in mind that is dark) I slowly go down the stairs. My heart is pounding so much. I get halfway down the stairs and I go no furthur. I smell for gas and then I start going up the stairs backwards. I then run out the door and into the apartmnet. Basements get me so scared. I guess I just watched way to many scary movies. :) We ended up calling Brother Hamilton to check it out for us. There seemed to be nothing wrong. When he left, the noise happened again and we decided to leave it alone and get some sleep.
Tuesday, for enrichment, we had some fun things to do. We made some tile things and I will send them home sometime to show you. You just get a real cheap tile, some paper and some mogepoge. However you spell that. Very simple.
Wednesday was a day. It all started with sister Moyes getting pooped on. We were standing in the middle of nowhere. There were no trees around us and she got the nasty bird poop on her arm. Very interesting. The next horrible thing that happened was this. Chris and Katie have been sick with the flu so we have to seen them. We called and got hung up on and we thought that was strange. I called a little while later and they talked to us. Chris was actually talking. In that converstation, was the worst news that anyone could tell me. Chris said, "Yeah, I was going to call you after I got the kids off to school. I wanted to tell you, I don't believe it anymore." I got confused and asked what? He said, "I don't believe anything that you have taught us." I did not believe what he said. I kind of laughed a nervous laugh and said, "You are joking me aren't you?" He said no. I could not believe what he was telling me. AT ALL. We had a conversation about things and I don't remember what all was said but it ended up this way. I told a story and then he was talking after that and all of a sudden, the phone went silent. He totally hung up on me. I didn't know how to take that. I wanted to cry so hard but I couldn't I was just laughing and saying that just did not happen did it? I was very distraught after that. We had to do some service and so we pretended to be happy. I found out later that he hung up on me because he could not stand the sound of my voice. I guess he knew that I was sad and he was about to cry. He knows that he hurt us. They have an appoinment with the Footes today and I hope all goes well. i am hoping that they will come to their senses again. The footes saw chris on thursday and they said he did not look happy. We was chewing tobacco and his eyes were all swollen shut for some reason. He does not seem happy. He is not happy. It feels like someone died. I know they did not die physically. They died spiritually and it hurts so much to think that they are lost. I pray that they will be able to come back.
That is pretty much all that has happened. We have not ben very successful in getting new investigators. We try and it is just not happening. Eventually our obedience will pay off. :) I am praying so hard that things will work out for the better. I know that I am doing the best thing right now and that is, inviting people to come to christ so that they will be able to have a better life. I know that people in different faiths have belief in christ but they are missing something that can greatly influence their life and that is authority. When everything is done in the authority of God, it is better.
I think it is funny. I am really starting to talk like people here. I don't have an accent but I do say funny things that sometimes don't make sense. In other words, my grammer has gone down the drain it seems. It is pretty funny.
That is all that really happened this week. The previous week I remember what happened. There was the funeral for Grace McClure. They found out that it was a drug overdose that killed her but I don't think that is what happened at all. Grace would not do that. So, maybe she just fell asleep and the lord took her. She was such a sweet sweet lady. She will be greatly missed.
I hope you all are doing great. I pray for you. Good luck on school and work and your callings. Youa re all amazing. :) Love Amanda
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