We had our usual missionary meetings and church. We have a sweet lady, Lee, who is on track for baptism this coming Sunday. She comes into church and she informs us she wants to bear her testimony but she's really nervous about it. We ease her nerves by telling her testimony meeting is two weeks away so she has time to feel more comfortable. Then in Sunday school she can't hold it in any longer and just has to announce to the whole class that she's getting baptized! It was so precious. She is such a great example of faith and desire.
After church we went home studied, all the usual, had dinner and then went knocking (which is really one of my favorite parts of missionary work. I love it) The last door on the the street we were knocking this sweet lady who's only been in America for 2 years answers the door. She's from the Philippians and had never met missionaries. We teach her the first lesson and then invite her to accept/read/pray about The Book of Mormon. She asks us to give her a minute and she stands up and shuffles into the other room. Sister Baldwin and I look at each other and shrug. We never know what people are thinking haha. A few minutes later she shuffles back in with two plates of cheese cake on her walker. It was so cute but we couldn't help but wonder how long she'd been considering getting us some cheesecake. She didn't end up accepting a copy (yet) but she prayed with us twice and thanked us countless times for coming. She was so sweet.
Later that night we're driving to go do some street contacting and our car starts making really weird noises and the starts making a high pitch grinding noise. It was crazy. All I could say to Sister Baldwin was "pull over! pull over now" it sounded like it was going to explode! Crazy. So we park in an apartment complex parking lot and call the mission vehicle coordinator. No answer. So we call some members that live in that apartment complex. No answer. We call our ZLs and they tell us to call the STLs to come pick us up and forbid us from driving the car saying they were coming to check it out. We do a little street contacting while we wait and then when they come the take the car for a drive. At first there was no noise and we were like "what on earth?!" but then it started back up and everyone of us agreed we were not going to drive it. It sounded like something metal was dragging on the ground but when we looked there was nothing. The Zone leaders get permission to split drive and take our car to the mission home. We get a ride to our apartment by the Sister Training Leaders. We spend the last 45 minutes of the night on foot. It was fun and we got to talk to lots of people but it was crazy. The next day our vehicle coordinator takes the car for a drive and informs us there is no sound. We thought he crazy but when we got back in the car there really was no noise. Apparently God just wanted us to be street contacting in a different location and he made it happen. We did end up finding a way cool lady that the STLs will hopefully soon begin teaching.
Well that's a good majority of the craziness from Sunday. It was a weird day. Anyway today in my studies I read Alma 36 and it is a fabulous chapter. I have so many thoughts on it that can't be properly explained unless you see my notes so I encourage you to read through it and pay attention to the things that are taught. I found it interesting that the first 5 or so verses and the last 6 or so verses taught the same thing. I love how simply the scriptures teach to help us understand. It stands to me as evidence of God's love.
I hope you all had a wonderful memorial day! Have a great week and until next week ponder the ways the Lord is teaching you and look for His atonement in your life everyday!
Love always,
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