Let me just start with saying I love you all! Happy Fathers day to all of the dads out there. Especially mine :D I love Families, they are so important to our Heavenly Father. I know that my dad has helped me so much in becoming who I am today!
So here's what happened in my week. To see pictures of my adventures go to my pictures page.
Monday: Pretty tame, I did finally get to buy some clothes at a thrift shop and that was fun, we also found this super cool outfit, it's blue and amazing. I really wanted to buy it but it simply wouldn't be a practical missionary outfit.
Tuesday: We wandered hither and thither looking for service opportunities, checking on potential investigators that previous missionaries had written down, and knocking on doors in your typical missionary manner. And all of our efforts I regret to report, were of very little success. But the work continues on! That evening we did get to help the Young Women set up for a Spaghetti Dinner fundraiser, and we attended Institute which is always entertaining. We shared "Funny" scriptures. Mine was Zechariah 5:1 and I said it was funny because it is the worlds first Food Fight. Look it up ;) you'll at least chuckle.
Wednesday: We attended our Zone Conference in Moncton. It was a great time, Elder Snow from the Church History Department came and spoke to us. I got to see a lot of my old District which was fun. And felt the spirit a lot too! President Leavitt taught this "There are a few things that cause discouragement, Unreasonable expectations, sin, transgression, and incompetence" So it has made me think, if I am ever discouraged, what is causing it? and how can I mend that problem? My old District Leader, Elder Horner, gave me the advice to try and bear my testimony at every contact, and every door. I know that even if someone doesn't want to hear what we have to say if I share with them the beliefs I have that have caused me to come out on my mission, then I will have the spirit with me. And that is better than anything else. We ended the conference and I left Sister Spencer to go on an exchange with Sister Olsen in Dieppe. We had a great time and I learned so much!
Thursday: Sister Olsen is so amazing. She pretty much as the answers to every question I could ever ask. I learned so much about companions, about talking to people in ways to help them see the importance of our message, and things like that. We ended our exchange that evening and Sister Spencer and I had a lesson with a woman who would become our very first investigator! We are looking forward to teaching her again this week.
Friday: weekly planning day is always crazy, we knocked on a lot of doors and met a prison guard! We were hesitant to knock, but when he came to the door, tattooed and tall and intimidating, he turned out to be really funny and down to earth, and he even wanted to meet with us again!
Saturday: We had visits with the Elders. Elder Willoughby and Elder Edge had companion study with us in the morning. and we got soaking wet walking to the church in the rain! Who knew it could pour down so much! Then later in the afternoon we checked on some potentials together and knocked. We had a lesson with one of their investigators and it was a great learning experience. We get along really well with the Elders so it is always fun and instructive to work with other missionaries! That night, as we were walking home, I was talking and moving my hands and I accidentally propelled my belt into my face! oooh it hurt so bad. I could feel a bump and I thought "oh no, I'll look so silly with a big bump on my head" so I went to see if it was raising, and I felt something wet! When I looked at my fingers, they were covered in blood. I turned to Sister Spencer and asked, "am I bleeding?" haha I freaked her out so bad! The belt buckle had cut my eyebrow just a little bit, enough to send a lot of blood out. I could feel it start to drip down onto my eyelid and she snapped a few pictures before I found a napkin to staunch the flow. What a funny thing to happen! luckily I didn't get a bump, and the scratch is small enough that you can't see it. Whew. Clumsy Sister Smith strikes again.
Sunday: It rained and drizzled all day and we walked outside for about four hours trying to contact some of those same potentials we had. We did meet a lot of people, and did get to send one return appointment. So that was worth it! For every hundred people we talk to someone has to be interested in the gospel. Sometimes it is crazy to think about. I know the truth! I have it in my hands and I want to give it to everyone. I know God lives! It kills me that they do not, and that a lot of them do not even want to know. But the work continues. I will work with all I have to help these people find God, and find peace. It is a work that is worth it.
Have a great week!