Dearest people,
Can I just say how much I love being missionary? I think I'm just going to do this for the rest of my life, sooo.:)
Being in Hanover for the past 4 1/2 months has been really challenging for me. It was a dead area when we got here, plus being trained by a new missionary (haha). The first two months were spent basically scouring every inch of Hanover, looking for new neighborhoods, uncharted streets. Any place that could possibly have human life, preferably human life that didn't "already have a church."
In Shepherdsville, I remember a few distinct times when I felt like we were at a low point and all things were failing. Every single time, Heavenly Father made something happen--something mind blowingly and blatantly miraculous. That didn't happened here. We hit low point after low point. I learned a bit of Bednar's insight that sometimes we need faith NOT to be healed.
Our mission has made a massive push to baptize monthly. Heavenly Father needed us not to have faith that we'll baptize every month, but faith in Jesus Christ and His ability to change us into the missionaries who can effectively find, teach, and baptize every month. So we've been working hard, trying to change and become better, setting higher goals, praying earnestly, and expecting miracles. More fully experiencing the Atonement of Christ. And miracles have come. It's taken weeks and weeks of labor and struggle and prayer--Christ patiently and painstakingly showing me...that it's me that needs to change. I'm the one who needs my heart to be broken and changed and prepared. As soon as we allow the Savior's quickening, healing, expanding, strengthening, chastening power in our hearts...miracles do happen.
I love you all,
Sister Johns
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| District pic! Plus zone leaders on the right. They called Saturday and told us the "transfer news" that Hanover was closing and our new areas and companions. Gave us a heart attack! We need to get them back...😏 |
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