Week 34: "Why Are You the Same Person?!" (February 25, 2019)
So did you think the weeks couldn't get weirder or more crazy? Well
think again, because this week took the cake for my mission thus far. I
absolutely love it, and wouldn't trade any of the crazy, blizzarding
days!
We received our transfer
news this week, and I already knew I was staying, but we (Me and Sister
B, the service sister that lives with us) were anxious about who it
would be. And I got Sister Howe (one of my favorite people to exist).
Have we had one of the most fun weeks ever? That answer would be a
definite yes. You've seen her in some of my pictures before, she just
hopped over to a new stake and here we are.
We
recieved all of the new missionaries this week, and had a crazy blast
driving them around and helping ease some of their worries. We had the
opportunity to Skype them into some "lessons" (they were with other
leadership in the mission, but shh don't tell them that), and to
witness and help them teach. The Spirit was so powerful and so present,
and their testimonies were so strong. There is something special about a
missionary new and untainted, and how innocent they are. I am so
grateful to serve in Billings and to be a part of it all.
One
special experience we had was in teaching the family from Micronesia,
who we found last week. Both of them, who barely speak English, read
with us from the introduction to the Book of Mormon. We asked them what
they liked about it, and one of them, PJ, quoted, "To ask God the
Eternal Father..." Sister Howe and I looked at each other, feeling the
Spirit burning within us all, and it was incredible. They invited us
back in the daytime, so that we "wouldn't have to walk at night". It is
so fun and special to be a part of their lives.
We
also had a baptism! Well, not really. It was someone my companion was
teaching in her last area, so it was really her areas baptism, but we
ran the baptism because her area was doubled out. Another set of
missionaries also had a baptism at the same time. But no worries, as our
bishop says, "We know the missionaries can do anything." It was like no
one knew they were sharing the font. It was so fun and sweet to be a
part of! During the craziness of running around, we realized to a crazy
extent how alike Sister Howe and I are. Our Zone Leader practically
yelled at us as we were running around, "Why are you the same person???"
You just get lucky sometimes I guess!
There
are a lot of crazy things I am leaving out. Like our mission president
in a black beanie and a NASA jacket with a hammer taking out a TIWI, our
car air broke causing our windshield to fog over and I drove in a
Blizzard at -4 degrees with my head out the window to safety, fell into
the splits on ice, the whole works. We also got a mattress stuck in the
back of our car and the Elders had to come save us.
We
also got told by the AP's to unplug a TIWI in sweats and beanies in the
dark after curfew so that we could exchange some sisters cars around.
So there we were, me on the bottom of a car floor, when our mission
president walks up and says, "Whatcha doing sisters?" Most awkward
moment of our lives, but he wasn't mad, and now just makes fun of us for
being in sweats in zero degrees.
Ya know, another week in the life.
And
I wouldn't trade it for any thing in the world. Every experience is
fun, exciting, and a good time. It is a Spirit filled party, 365 days of
the year.
"We all have
to endure. There is no getting around that we all have to 'endure to the
end'. But it is how we go about the enduring that matters." -Brother
John Ahl
Look for the joy
in the black ice and foggy windows of your life, and I promise, the
laughter and joy can be there. It can be there in the really real ways
that it was for us, in what could have been bad memories left on
snow covered hills. I look back on it all in fondness, knowing these are
the adventures we were meant to have when our Heavenly Father sent us
here to gain experience.
And
oh how very real is our Savior, who made the aftermath of our
experience a benefit to us, and paved the way to make it home.
Sister Walstad
Sister Walstad
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