Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Yeesh, I'm the Worst at Sending Emails Ever

August 26, 2013
Okay, new transfer, same area, new companion. My companion is an absolute doll. I love her to death. She's hilarious, hardworking, and we think the same way. We get along so well. We never disagree about what to teach an investigator, and we're always having a blast, no matter if we're studying, knocking doors, or teaching lessons. My favorite thing is that she love, love, LOVES this area as much as I do. She can't get over how incredible the people here are, how much faith they have and how strong they are even through really tough living situations. It's so fun to be able to show someone something which I care so deeply about, and have them appreciate it the same way. I just love my new companion and this is going to be an amazing transfer. 

Reasons you should go on a mission (I'm gonna put one in every email):
1. Being on a mission helps you learn a lot about yourself. For example, as it turns out, I'm slightly super incredibly competitive. My wonderful zone leaders know this and know me. So they will set goals for us as a zone, and then tell me what the set record is so far for it, and that just sets me off and motivates me to beat it. Exhibit A: a few weeks back, the goal they set for us was to contact 2000 people in a week (a contact is an invitation extended, whether to go to church, be baptized, read the Book of Mormon, visit mormon.org, or have us come back to teach them more about the church). There are 16 of us in the zone, so that means we each have to extend 125 invitations in the week. The Zone Leaders told me that the most contacts in a day was 156. So I set my sights at 157, just to find out later that the 156 was between the 4 of them in that area, not a single person contacting that many. Whoops. Doesn't matter, because it was the motivation I needed. I ended up contacting 175 that day, and 405 that week. So as it turns out, I  might be slightly competitive.

We had a baptism this past weekend, a woman named Sara. She's 33, and has a 12 year old, a 10 month old, and is expecting twins in February. She's never been married, but has had some really tough relationships in the past that have helped her recognize that living the ways of the world don't bring lasting happiness. She's been looking for a church to raise her kids in, so that they can grow up with morals and values that she wasn't taught as a kid. We've been teaching her for 6 weeks now, and finally Saturday she was baptized. She bore her testimony at the service about how she's excited to make covenants with God and take the first steps to return to live with Him again. She was confirmed yesterday in Sacrament meeting. The spirit in the service was so strong, and I was so touched by how anxious she was because it showed that she really understood the significance of what was happening. I asked Sara why she felt nervous, and she said, "the first time I was baptized (in a different Christian church), it didn't feel real. But this time, it feels real". I was happy to testify to her that it was real, because our church has the priesthood authority of God to perform baptism ordinances. In the bible, Christ walked 60 miles to John the Baptist specifically to baptize Him, when there were any number of Rabbis along the way that He could have asked to baptize Him. It's because only John, had that proper authority of God to perform the baptism. It was important to Christ to be baptized by that authority, so much so that he walked 60 miles to allow it to happen. If we want to follow the example of Christ in all things, then we too have to ensure that we're baptized by someone who holds the authority of God. Sara was baptized and confirmed by that authority, and the spirit testified to her that this time around, it was 'real'. She is an incredible woman, and it's been such a blessing to teach her and see how she's been blessed as she applies the gospel of Jesus Christ to her life.

I've been in the WA-TAC 13 weeks, 13 is my favorite number, and the church is true here too!

-Sis McQuiv

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