So yes this week has been
a little different that most other weeks in the mission.
Monday we heard all the
talk of Irma, the thing about being a missionary and not watching the news
means you get second hand source information from everyone, and everyone said
things a little different.
Wednesday morning we were
told to go early in the morning and get water and extra food. Sister Schomaker
and I went at 7:00am and there were already tons of people there, all the water
and canned foods were gone.
Most of the people we are teaching have left the
state, so there had been lots of canceled appointments.
All The Treats! |
Thursday morning we got
the text from our Zone Leaders that Saturday we would be evacuated, we were not
told where to yet but we were told what to bring.
District Meeting |
Friday we went and helped
a couple of members bag sand. The lines were so long. It was crazy. We were
driving through neighborhoods that looked abandoned, because they were all
boarded up.
When we got out to
Orlando, we were put with a senior couple, Elder and Sister Neff and one other
Hermana who actually just had surgery.
We are currently still at
the Neff's home, my guess is we will leave tomorrow.
In home sacrament meeting |
Elder Neff (Senior Couple we are staying with) ties my shoes. |
Prayers were answered;
the storm wasn't nearly as bad as people thought it would be. It went right
over us in Orlando but it had significantly weakened. I know that southern
Florida suffered the most, so they will stay in my prayers.
I'm so grateful for the
gospel, and the calm assurance it gives. Yesterday we were able to gather
together as a couple of missionaries and senior couples and have sacrament
meeting inside.
Despite the crazy week,
we saw amazing miracles. I've had so much love for the people we teach, I've
been so concerned for their safety, as they have been for ours.
Earlier this week we had
a miracle where we met a lady who actually was a Book of Mormon referral years
go, but she never got it, and then she moved and we happened to knock into her.
When we went back she had all her family gathered together and she told them
that they were going to do this together or not at all. Through the lesson,
their hearts were wide open, and the spirit was so strong. The mom we first met
bore her testimony to her daughters of the divinity of Christ, and expressed to
them her desire for them to make their own choice if these lessons were
something they all wanted to do or not. All the family expressed an
overwhelming desire to learn. It was truly one of the more special moments of
my mission.
Another miracle!
Saturday we went out by
the pond and we were feeding ducks in the senior missionaries apartment complex
with some of the other sisters who had been evacuated. This sweet little boy
came up and was watching us; then his mom came out with him. When I saw the
little boy my heart was immediately drawn out to him because he reminded me of
my sweet Lincoln. So I gave him a piece of bread, his mom saw my tag and we
started talking. She spoke very little English but I tried. She asked where the
church was so we gave her the address, and over Google translate I told her our
purpose as missionaries. Then we had one of the Spanish sisters come out to
talk to her bit more.
Come to find out, she's
been here for 8 days. And because of her lack of English she knew nothing about
the hurricane at all. She's renting a room from a family in the complex and she
had 0 food. All the sisters were so generous and everyone contributed an item
of food for this women and her son.
I want to bear my
testimony that I know that God is in every detail of our lives. We happened to
be there, hours away from our area just at the right time to talk to a lady who
desperately needed our help. Everything about the situation pointed to divine
intervention.
My heart is so full of
love for the people around me, if you just look around everyone has so much
potential and we should really treat them as such.
I know things are getting
pretty yucky in the world right now. But I have the greatest gift I could ask
for and that's a knowledge of a Heavenly Father who has a plan, and a Savior
who enables me to fulfill it. I know that a testimony comes little by little.
And we change grace by grace. But really this all matters so much, truly it's
the only thing that matters. Stuff is just stuff, it's mortal. Even the things
I enjoy the most, Art, History, Traveling. Mortal. We are not however, and if I
am not, neither is my neighbor. As children of God, we get to become something
that everything else in the world does not. I just hope I can love a little
deeper and show it a little more.
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