Hello all--
Transfer calls have come. *drumroll please*
I'm training! Ahh! I'm so excited/terrified. Please keep me in your
prayers, I'm going to need it!
This week has been incredible. I didn't expect a mission to be so
brutally taxing, but I also didn't expect it to be so blatantly
miraculous.
Brother Elliott's foster mother, brother, and sister all have
committed to a baptismal date! Who would have thought his mom--who is
a chaplain and who was very against Brother Elliott meeting with
Mormons just months ago--is now wanting to join the Church. Brother
Elliott is shock'n'awed as they say it here.
Brother Aubrey was baptized! It was the best baptism so far. I never
would have thought that the skeptical, snarky man we met in a parking
lot would have changed so much and become one of my favorite people in
Kentucky. We're now teaching his nine year old daughter who wants to
be baptized by her daddy.
When we make covenants with God, we become His children. I know that
Heavenly Father takes care of His children. The Lord promises, "Even
the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the
terrible shall be delivered; for the Mighty God shall deliver his
covenant people...(2 Nephi 6:17)." Here have been so many times when
we've left the apartment not knowing how we were going to achieve our
goals, or how we were going to find time to eat. The Lord has ALWAYS
provided ways and means.
Funny story: We had a dinner appointment with one of our favorite less
actives. She gave us a ton of amazing food and we ate all of it. We
had an appointment with Brother Aubrey's niece in his home right
after. As he welcomed us in it slowly dawned on me that he had bought
dinner--four 10 wing boxes of Buffalo Wild Wings hottest. He laid them
in front of us in order of spiciness and commanded us to eat. We were
not only being force fed a second dinner, but an extremely spicy
second dinner, and under intense scrutiny. By the end my tongue was
numb and my lips were on fire and I was SO. FULL.
So there you go. Happy Monday!
Love,
Sister Johns
Transfer calls have come. *drumroll please*
I'm training! Ahh! I'm so excited/terrified. Please keep me in your
prayers, I'm going to need it!
This week has been incredible. I didn't expect a mission to be so
brutally taxing, but I also didn't expect it to be so blatantly
miraculous.
Brother Elliott's foster mother, brother, and sister all have
committed to a baptismal date! Who would have thought his mom--who is
a chaplain and who was very against Brother Elliott meeting with
Mormons just months ago--is now wanting to join the Church. Brother
Elliott is shock'n'awed as they say it here.
Brother Aubrey was baptized! It was the best baptism so far. I never
would have thought that the skeptical, snarky man we met in a parking
lot would have changed so much and become one of my favorite people in
Kentucky. We're now teaching his nine year old daughter who wants to
be baptized by her daddy.
When we make covenants with God, we become His children. I know that
Heavenly Father takes care of His children. The Lord promises, "Even
the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the
terrible shall be delivered; for the Mighty God shall deliver his
covenant people...(2 Nephi 6:17)." Here have been so many times when
we've left the apartment not knowing how we were going to achieve our
goals, or how we were going to find time to eat. The Lord has ALWAYS
provided ways and means.
Funny story: We had a dinner appointment with one of our favorite less
actives. She gave us a ton of amazing food and we ate all of it. We
had an appointment with Brother Aubrey's niece in his home right
after. As he welcomed us in it slowly dawned on me that he had bought
dinner--four 10 wing boxes of Buffalo Wild Wings hottest. He laid them
in front of us in order of spiciness and commanded us to eat. We were
not only being force fed a second dinner, but an extremely spicy
second dinner, and under intense scrutiny. By the end my tongue was
numb and my lips were on fire and I was SO. FULL.
So there you go. Happy Monday!
Love,
Sister Johns
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| At the Baptism |
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| Fishing with the Branch Mission Leader's grandson |
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