One Crazy Week!

Last Monday was insane! P-days are not as relaxing as I figured they would be. Especially the p-day right before transfers. I spent most of Monday cleaning and making sure I had all the needed information for the area written in my planner.

Tuesday we drove to Tacoma and swapped companions before we went in for the meeting. That was a very long but very nice day. I got to meet Sister Kramer and I am pretty sure this is going to be a great transfer. She was extremely excited when I told her that I was a BIG advocate for the rules so that was a good sign. She is 19 and from American Fork, Utah so I'm 2 for 3 with companions from Utah. We had a great transfer meeting which seemed a little weird since I knew multiple missionaries giving their final testimonies. It seems like I've been mostly surrounded with older missionaries until this current transfer.

Another great thing about transfer meeting was all the fantastic missionaries I got to see from the MTC and my first transfer. It was way awesome seeing Sister Sandau again. She's so great and I missed her like crazy! After transfer meetings I was hoping to be on the road as quick as possible but we didn't end up leaving Tacoma until after 6:30 because we stayed to help the OLY 3rd sisters find their car keys. The power of prayer is great after a LONG time of searching for them we found them in the bathroom trash can. It was crazy because they had literally just checked there and then the next time it was check hello keys! The church is true!

We finally got on the road and made it back to Olympia (have I ever mentioned I REALLY dislike city driving? 4 lanes for each direction is way too busy and confusing for me). That night we went to plan and I discovered my planner was missing. I have no clue where it could have gone. I never took it out of my bag. Thankfully Heavenly Father helped me remember all but maybe one or two of the appointments we had set for the week. Surprisingly I didn't stress as much as I normally would. Blessings from above for sure!

We got a way awesome referral from Bishop Ottoboni and now Regina Olson is on date to be baptized in the beginning of November! Her three children may join her! Its way awesome. She's soaking up everything with such faith and amazing prayers! 

I absolutely love being a missionary in the WA-TAC it really is the greatest mission in the world. I hope this email finds everyone well. 

Love,

Sister Jones

Bashers, Glow in the Dark Girl Scouts, and Transfer mayhem

So this week has been CRAZY! My brain is all over the place today so hopefully I can focus long enough to write you and it'll make sense. Anyway.

I have now experienced anti/bashing from people while tracting. It was actually kind of cool. This is why. Tuesday we were knocking doors and we knocked into an older gentleman who was very... interesting. He stated very quickly that he is Baptist. I have been working on being bolder so I didn't let that send us walking. We struck up a conversation on how great it is to have Christ as the center of our lives and how its so amazing knowing that we are all brothers and sisters. This conversation helped me learn why I had to wait until I was 22 to come on my mission. If I had came when I wanted to that encounter would have been extremely negative. As soon as he told me that we had too much opinions and that women were to remain silent I would have gotten so mad at him. I am so grateful that I came now instead of before. As he began putting women down I was overwhelmed with love for the poor guy. I got to bear my testimony on how men and women are all God's children and how I am so grateful for the knowledge that we have our own divine roles but that we are still equals on every level. We probably talked with him longer than we should have but that experience was overwhelmingly spiritual. I felt so energized walking away from that conversation feeling like my testimony had tripled in strength.

Through the week we encountered many more bashers. I found there was a common theme with all of them claiming that the Book of Mormon went against the Bible and each time I found the spirit testifying to me of how untrue that is. On my first exchange with Sister Gehring she told me to watch for patterns in the negative things people say and check my testimony on them. I am truly grateful for that because each time I heard them talking I was able to recognize the repetition and pray that Heavenly Father would strengthen my testimony. I have known for a long time that the Book of Mormon is truly the word of God. Now I know with an unshakable knowledge of its truth. I am so grateful for opposition in my life. It isn't always fun in the moment but it never fails to make me a stronger person!

Winter is quickly coming to Washington so by the time knocking has ended we have to wear our reflector belts to walk safely in the dark. It was highly amusing the first night because Sister Lechuga and I were both super hyper from the spiritual experience with the negative gentleman. We couldn't quite laughing at the fact that we looked like total goobers walking with the belts draped like sashes and decided we look like glow in the dark girl scouts. Probably not as funny to you all as it was to us. I'll send a pic next week.

The last thing to update you all on for the week is transfers... Transfer calls were insane. We could feel that something was going to change. We figured seeing as I had been in Olympia longer I would be leaving and that would be the change... Boy were we wrong. The Presidents Assistant called us and you could tell he was trying to build the suspense the little punk. Anyway. He informed us that Sister Lechuga would be leaving and I would be staying! I won't lie I was kind of relieved. I love Olympia and was happy to have another 6 weeks to spend with everyone. That wasn't the end of the shocks. What came next made Sister Lechuga wish she had been recording my reaction. AP Steed informed me that I will be follow up training Sister Trainer. There are no words to describe how I felt when I heard that. The closest description is probably that my heart definitely stopped for a few seconds. Those were definitely the most terrifying words I could have heard that night. But thankfully after lots of prayer I know that I am fully putting that in God's hands. Not long into my first panicked prayer I knew that God qualifies who he calls.

This next transfer is going to be amazing. I am excited to continue working with the people of OLY 4th and I'm excited to see what Sister Kramer will teach me! Talk to you all next week! Love you!

Zion's Camp

We did 6 obstacles. Each had the purpose of building unity for both companions and the mission. The first was a 12 foot wall that had absolutely nothing for you to use to climb it and we had to get all 16 sisters that participated over the wall. It was easier for some of us and harder for other. We had a time limit and weren't allowed to talk or make any noise. In the end, it wasn't enough time. We ran out of time before we got the last sister up and over. While doing this activity the thoughts that went through my mind were how it was so amazing to see everyone work together to help each other over the wall. One of the rules was that once you went over the wall, you couldn't touch those still going over. That last sister who was running and jumping to try and grab hold of those on top of the wall made me think a lot. At least once in our lives, we are all that sister. We each come to a point where we're faced with a wall where we are trying our hardest to jump high enough, hold on tight enough. Only to not reach that hand or slip out of it. That is the point where we know we can't do it alone. In life, there will be times that we will have to ask ourselves "am I allowing the Savior to help me? Or am I letting myself be defeated by a wall?"

There were many things learned at the other obstacles, especially the trust fall. But the one that sticks with me is the spider web. I've done something like it a few times before at girls camp, but it was different being a missionary. I went through the web first. The purpose of this activity was to get everyone through without the thicker top and bottom ropes moving. Another sister was passed through and I helped her from my end. Then another and another. A few times the rope moved and we had to start over. I had a big thought from being on the side that everyone was trying to get to. The first was that of a greeny perspective. I was on my own at first trying to figure out what would help best. It made me very grateful to have had such a great trainer to help build a foundation of the expectations. The second was that of a member. The side I was on was the member side and the other was the missionary side. As the fed people through the without communicating (talking again wasn't allowed), it was hard to know how to be the most helpful. Many stepped back and simply watched as a few tried to support those incoming sisters who didn't have their feet on the ground yet.

That's how it often is with members. When there isn't two way communication and equal effort on both ends, people get dropped int he mud. Missionary work isn't the right name. It is and should be more commonly and simply called God's work. Everyone is needed. Everyone has something to contribute. We all just have to figure out how we personally can best contribute.

That's my challenge for whoever wants it. Ask yourself and God, "how can I most effectively contribute to God's work." It is an amazing thing to be a part of . You constantly see miracles and blessings.

Love you all!

I am grateful for a living prophet of God!

So this week was a normal week.

Fridays seem to be jinxed right now. We've had two of them I a row that we have been dropped by one of our investigators. Its such a sad thing to see them saying no to something so great. Especially after they have felt the potential happiness. But I guess they just aren't ready yet.

This weekend was AMAZING! I LOVE LOVE LOVE General Conference! It was so great! I really can't even put into words how much I learned and grew this weekend alone. I've never really appreciated General Conference to the magnitude that I should. That'll never be the case again. One of my favorite things from Conference is that I feel it truly helped me to discover my true potential. I really feel like a missionary now. I thought I knew what my purpose was but now I REALLY know. I am so pumped and am SO thankful for the time I have to be a missionary. I feel like this short amount of time is only preparation. The MTC was like preschool. I feel like I'm in the real MTC now. These next 18 months (yes I know its not 18 months anymore but I'm going to keep claiming it is at least for another 4 months...) are really just the preparation for being a missionary.

Wearing a name tag isn't what makes me a missionary. As a full time missionary I can only do so much to progressing the Lord's work. What I've learned in my two months is that the real missionaries are the members. They reach more people and are able to do more than a full time missionary ever could. Its such a powerful lesson I've learned. I LOVE being a missionary!

One fun thing about the week is that I held a giant tarantula. I'll email pictures of it next week. I was a big chicken but eventually sucked it up and overcame the fear. It really wasn't that bad. I'll probably hold Waffles again. (Yes the spiders name is Waffles)

A funny quote of this week comes from one of my favorite people in Olympia, Christina McCarthy. She was baptized back onAugust 9th and she's just amazing I love her so much. Anyway she has been learning about all the rules we have to follow as missionaries. Saturday night while we and the elders were having a discussion about General Conference (which she absolutely loved by the way) she out of the blue asked, "Is there a rule that you must all have your teeth extra white?" She said it with complete seriousness. It was super funny. I couldn't help but wonder how long she had been thinking about that. It was so great.

Well that's really all there is to this week. Coming up this weekend we will (hopefully) be having a baptism (if the dang stomach flu will go away). We also will have transfer calls on Saturday. Let me just say I really really don't like the whole everything is up in the air feeling. It's 50/50 right now so stay tuned and I'll let you know if I get to stay in OLY 4th or if they're booting me out!

Love you all!

The Goldfish Ate the Shark!

So I'm a terribly slow at typing and I have like 20 minutes to update you all...

This week was a great week. Maybe we were just having so much fun that it didn't feel like work but I really don't feel like I've worked in a while. How quickly I crash at night disagrees with that but I've made a goal to work so super hard this week that there is not a doubt in my mind that I'm doing my best.

Becky's baptism has been moved to the 10th of October so that's super exciting! Also around that date will be the release of Meet the Mormons in theaters. WATCH IT! We got to prescreen it this past week. Seriously. Take all of your friends and watch it. The money made from it is going to places like the Red Cross and such. Its really a great documentary on I think it is 6 different LDS families and just shows how the gospel blesses our lives while still showing we are normal people. :) Its awesome.

Zion's camp was a blast. I loved every second of it. My muscles are still a little sore but that's a good thing. We did a lot of different obstacles (that I will talk about in my letter to sam and hopefully she'll include in the blog... sorry not enough time left!). It was a really great growing experience. 

I've decided President Blatter finds it amusing to watch me get embarrassed because before leaving camp I was shaking his hand and he pulled me away from my companion to talk to me (you can imagine the confussion on my face). He then just talked to me for a few minutes about how a ton of people were telling him how well I'm doing (I only have on companion so I don't know who else he's talking to). He then laughed at me when I turned red. Then Sister Lechuga came up and asked him if he was going to let me train next transfer (confussion was not the look on my face at this point...) Thankfully President said there are only 3 sisters coming in this transfer and non the transfer after so I think I'm safe for at least two more. Still lost to learn before I'm ready for that kind of responsibility. I feel like I've turned red more on my mission than the rest of my life combined.

Friday we parked the car all day because we were short on miles after driving to Zion's Camp. During 5 to 7's I got a taste of the next 6 months as it poured on us about 30 minutes into walking. I can definitely see the blessings of being a missionary as I don't even have a small cold from it. I was practically dripping from 5:30 until 9:30 that night when I finally got to change into dry clothing. Despite the shivers I have never loved the rain more. When it stopped raining we got to see two rainbows (right at the end of 5 to 7's) it was really awesome and made my day even more amazing.

Seriously every day in the WA-TAC is a good day. Even if we did get dropped by one of our investigators and learned that a recent convert is planning on marrying someone who is very against the church. I've come to know that everything serves God's plan. 

Well I'm sorry this isn't nearly as detailed as I was wanting to give you. I will send Samantha an update and hopefully she'll be able to update my blog shortly after getting it.

The Womens broad cast on Saturday was great! My big take away was that through Christ we can all find our TRUE eternal potential. I know I've seen the truth in that in the 2 months I've been in the WA-TAC. I can't wait to see it even more.

Hopefully this all makes sense and finds everyone well!

Make sure you all watch EVERY session of General Conference its such a gift to be able to listen to God's prophet!

Love

Sister Jones

Sister Wilson and I at Zions Camp post obstacle courses

The water used to just be big mud ponds until it started raining.

Not sure the order but yes in one of them I am ringing out my skirt. I swear it weighed 5 lbs more after the rain...

The street sign is a street in the OLY 4th area and it made me think of you mum <3