Good day, mates!
My week all started with an awesome Zone Meeting. Since these elders are in our zone, we talked about the incident where our two brand new elders had everything stolen from them on their very first day. One of these elder's trainers was also stolen from. The guy took his hand-bag which had over a year's worth of mission photos. Their trainers felt like the worst trainers ever and started blaming themselves for the situation. One of the new elders just wanted to go home. None of us blamed him. Then, our ZL's talked about how the other new elder handled it. He said he wanted to go out, work, and teach as many people as they could find, to get his mind off the situation. The ZL's said they would try to go look for their stuff, but this elder who just wanted to work said this:
"All of my stuff isn't worth nearly as much as one man's salvation."
Let me just remind you that this is an 18-year-old kid, who just graduated from high school. How many of us would say the same thing?
It reminds me of the story in the scriptures of the rich man who had tried his best to keep the commandments, but when he asked the Savior what he was lacking, Christ said, “Yet lackest thou one thing. Sell all thou hast and distribute unto the poor…and come follow me.” But it was too much to ask, and he went away sorrowful, unwilling to do it.
How many of us would be willing to sacrifice everything we had to follow the Savior? This elder didn't give his things away, but I know if Christ had asked him to do it, he would.
Wednesday, we were walking to a member's house in a small trailer park, when a guy saw us and had a question. We were excited to answer his questions and give him a Book of Mormon until the guy behind us showed up.
"Excuse me ladies, but I don't know if you can read this sign, but it says, 'No Soliciting'" He said ever so rudely, with the nastiest look on his face. "So go back to where you came from, and I want to see you get into your car and drive away."
We didn't walk to our car, we just kept walking to the member's house. We weren't soliciting because we weren't selling anything. We weren't doing anything wrong. I still kinda wanted to cry, but I was glad we were able to give the guy we were originally talking to a Book of Mormon. It made me feel a lot better by the time we looped around the park to get our car because the guy we were talking to called out to us and said, "Hey ladies! Just ignore that guy, he's crazy! He's just jealous."
It made us both crack a smile and laugh. :)
That night, we were outside of our WML's house, and he said, "Hey Sister Sommers, come look over here." There were about five Black Widows hanging out in their webs, on the side of their driveway. This whole time in California, and I've never seen a Black Widow. I guess only because I've never tried searching for them. Sister W--- didn't wanna hang out with us. Haha!
Last week, we got a call from M---, a lady that we've been teaching, and she told us she was in the hospital. The doctors told her, according to her results, she wasn't going to live much longer. She agreed to a priesthood blessing, so we sent the elders over. We went over last night to check on her, and it turns out that she's been feeling much better, and should be coming home today! HOORAY FOR PRIESTHOOD BLESSINGS!
About a month ago, some members brought their friend, R---, to church. The elders started teaching him, and he accepted the gospel right away. He was baptized last night! For a couple weeks now, R--- has also talked about going on a mission! He'll be able to go after he graduates high school this year. So the moral of this paragraph is MEMBERS, INVITE YOUR FRIENDS! Don't EVER be afraid of offending someone with the gospel. Learning the gospel would never hurt anyone; it would only bless their lives more fully, and let them experience true happiness. That's why I'm out here. But always remember, you don't have to wear a name tag to be a missionary.
Have a wonderful week!