That's probably the question I ask myself the most every
day.
Where did the week go? What? I swear it was just
starting. Woah. They weren't kidding when they told me missions go by fast once
you really get into it. I feel like I am truly at that point where I have
finally adjusted to being a missionary and I am really enjoying my mission. I
know what to do now, I know to trust in the lord, so I just have to get out of
bed and go do it every day. I like it. Actually, I love it.
I love knowing that each day I have the potential to
change someone's life through the gospel of Jesus Christ. I love being set
apart as a missionary. I was thinking about missionaries and the things we do,
and I realized how weird missions really are. For 2 years or 18 months, we wear
dress clothes every day. We talk to total strangers.
We stalk people to make sure they're home. We serve
around elders and get so close with them but it's not romantic at all. I can't
tell you how many elders I've made friends with who are some of the best
friends I've ever had. Yet I would never ever date them. It's so weird. But
it's quite possibly one of the greatest things ever.
Some deep thoughts for you there.
It's been raining like crazy here, it won't stop. It's
insane. The rain just keeps coming and coming. It's raining so hard, stuff is
starting to overflow and flood. The winds are up to 60 miles an hour.
I'm short so I'll probably be the first to drown. Pray
for me.
This week went by so fast that I don't even remember what
we did. I do remember that we went on exchanges, and I went on exchanges with
Sister Memmott. She is a brand new missionary. She is 22. She will be
23 in April. It was odd to be the experienced missionary
when she is three years older than me. We went and did some service pretty much
all day with the elders. We went to this rich hoarders house and helped her
price stuff for an estate sale. Note to self-never collect so much junk that
you have to buy a house the size of a mansion to put it all. Sister Memmott is
great. She is studying wildlife in college and every time we passed a bird or a
tree she could tell me the name of the thing. It was a good day.
Sister Morrison and I do weird things. I think I'm
rubbing off on her.
Haha. We record ourselves making weird noises in the car
to and from appointments. I love her. We are learning how to teach better
together by practice teaching. We had district meeting this week all about the
Book of Mormon and inviting people to pray and read the Book of Mormon. We
practice taught that skill to the elders, and it went pretty ok. I'm getting so
much better at teaching, considering I had zero teaching skills to start with.
I'm remembering to stay myself and not care what anyone
else thinks and I have had a good couple of weeks. I've read a lot of talks by
the prophet and by his counsellors about being a daughter of God. I am divine.
I am important. I have amazing potential and I need to stop selling myself
short. I have confidence. I fear no man. I do what the lord needs me to. I
could probably kill someone if I really needed to.
What's there to fear?
Our investigator Tito cancelled on us this week, but
we'll get him in the font soon enough.
We picked up a former investigator named Judy, she had
been rock solid for the last few months and then suddenly stopped meeting with
the missionaries. She just now found us again, we decided to knock on her door
and she told us it was the right time for us to come by. She needed us so
badly. Small miracles really do exist. She set up a return appointment t with
us immediately. It's funny, sister Morrison and I joke around our zone that we
are the only hard working missionaries because we have so many people to teach
right now. All the companion ships here struggle with finding. Hey, it's okay,
I went tracting for two straight weeks and I am just now enjoying the benefits
of hard work. Tracting sucks, but if you are diligent blessings do come from
it. Maybe not when you want them, but them come.
I think one of my favorite parts of the day is personal
study. I look at it like me having an appointment with the godhead. We visit
and talk and I leave the meeting spiritually uplifted. It's one of the best
things I've been able to see about personal study. I love it. I can now say
that I know that the Book of Mormon is true. I used to only believe it was
true. Now though, I know it's true. We are in alma as a mission, and reading it
through like this has helped me to know that the Book of Mormon is true. I know
it. It's a fact, not a belief.
We had a lesson with one of our investigators who's name
is Assata.
She is adorable. We talked to her about faith and what
can come if we have faith. She told us it was exactly what she needed to hear,
and she felt like that lesson was a co formation that she is on why right path
and doing what the lord needs her to be doing. I am seeing so many miracles on
a weekly bases. We have so many new investigators on our hands, we are actually
having trouble finding time to fit them in our week. It's nice. Thank you
Heavenly Father, for all you do. Thank you for blessing Lincoln 3rd and 6th
ward. I know both sides of having people to teach and having zilch. I prefer
having people to teach. I have no idea how long this is gonna last, so I'm
enjoying every second of it.
Here's a funny story: so we are teaching this family
called the Morrill family. The kids are investigators and the mom is a less
active member. We had a barbecue with them Friday night at a members house. It
was chaos. The kids were wild and insane and decided to attack sister Morrison
and I. They jumped on us, pulled us onto the floor, and basically beat the tar
out of us. Sister Morrison and I just held hands and yelled for like thirty
minutes while we were pinned to the floor. The mom literally did nothing lol I
don't like children. I will never ever forget that experience. We had to run
out of the house and into our car to get away fast enough. Afterward we went to
the church and just sat silence still trying to process what just happened.
So that was fun.
I love you all! I am so grateful to be here in the
California Roseville Mission. This is the best mission ever. I have the best
mission president ever. We have zone conference this week so I get to see him.
I am so excited. I love that man.
Thank you for all the prayers on my behalf. I could t do
this without you guys, I would have gone home a long time ago if it wasn't for
all of you.
Love,
Sister Ginn
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