So really that title has nothing to do with my week, but it rhymed, and Valentines Day is coming up. This Valentines will be hard pressed to beat last years V-Day... The second graders know how to party. It will be a great day though because everyday is a great day, really.
This week has been great! Really busy and long and 
tiring, but great. I think that's what missionary work is. That 
sleeplessness that I wrote about last week didn't last very long, thank 
goodness. We have seen so many miracles this week! Yesterday was a perfect
 example. We knocked and knocked and knocked yesterday... no one was 
interested, everyone was rude or not home. Sister Ewell was getting a 
little down, I could tell. Being rejected is something that you 
definitely have to get used to. We had about 45 minutes left and were 
about to leave this apartment complex when this lady came out to smoke. I
 made a comment about how I like her grill... you get real 
good at starting random conversations as a missionary. I made some funny
 comments about how I didn't even know people really cooked meat in 
ovens because my family would always grill their meat (truth), and the 
conversation began. We talked to her about our missions and shared with 
her the Book of Mormon. She was like "oh yeah, I've been wanting to read
 that book!" What? Miracle! Golden. So we are meeting with her next 
week.
  
Then we ran into some people that were moving furniture
 into an apartment. We always offer to help serve but people usually 
take one look at my skirt and skinny arms and say no, but these people 
said yes! We talked to them and helped them move in. Then they let us 
share a message. We taught them a mini version of the Restoration, and 
the spirit was so strong. I was able to share with them Joseph's 
experience in the grove of trees when he prayed to our Father in Heaven:
 "I saw a pillar of light, exactly over my head, above the brightness of
 the sun, which descended gradually until it fell upon me. When the 
light rested upon me I saw two personages whose brightness and glory 
defy all description standing above me in the air. One of them spake 
unto me, calling me by name, and said pointing to the other-- this is my
 beloved Son-- hear Him!" They both were like "wow, that is amazing"... 
they didn't even know what to say. It really is amazing. I love teaching
 the first lesson because it is true. Everytime I bear testimony of 
Joseph's Smith's experience and the power of the Book of Mormon I can 
feel the power of the message the we share. Christ's church has been 
restored to the earth! I just get so excited about it. It's the 
best.
Joyce is doing SO well. I love that lady so much. This 
week she began reading the Book of Mormon from the beginning. She LOVES 
it. It is so funny... she was like "Gosh, I just hate it when I get 
interrupted with my reading, I just love Nephi, I just want to know what
 happens and I can't put it down!"  
Soooo yeah, that's the week. Can you believe that I 
have been out almost 6 months? At then end of this transfer it will be 
6. C-R-A-Z-Y.
 
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