Hot dogs and scabies
Happy Fourth of July! Today is going to be a little rough
because for
the first time I am living in a state that allows you to buy
fireworks
and light them yourself. The sad part is mission rules
prohibit it, so
no fireworks for me! I was really bummed that I wouldn't be
able to
watch the hot dog eating contest this year, so I decided to
bring the
hot dog eating to me! After district meeting we recruited
other
missionaries, and in a matter of ten minutes I ate six hot
dogs. It
was so gross, but totally worth it haha!
The programmed piano that our branch uses to sing at church
didn't
have any recorded patriotic songs in it, so last week I was
asked to
actually play the piano instead of push a button. It was a
perfect
excuse for me to be able to practice the piano a bit this
week, and it
was so great! I've really missed sitting down and playing
the piano
for semi leisure. Thankfully, I also didn't make a complete
fool of
myself during church haha.
This past week we went to Ju's to teach her a lesson and
within a
matter of minutes she told us she is ready to be baptized!!!
We are so
excited for her, and she is now planning on being baptized
on July 29,
a perfect way to end a transfer. We were super surprised
because just
last week she told us that she would tell us when she would
be ready
at the end of July, but she said she was thinking about it
and it just
felt right. We are so excited!
We met D this past week with Brother R, and it was
so good to
see members already reaching out to help him. What made our
lesson
even better was that Brother R's colleges' daughter
knows a
little sign language so she came along to help us. She isn't
a member,
but she has so much charity that I'm not surprised if she
gets
baptized soon ;) Later that night Brother R sent us a
text about
how S called her mom crying "good" tears
after our lesson because
she could see the love that our church has for each other,
and because
she got to act as the hands of God as she signed for us.
Talk about a
cool story!
We did an exchange with the sisters in our district this
past week.
They also serve in a small branch so it's nice to know we
have other
people who know what we are going through. For some reason
the sister
that I was on exchange with and I didn't start off on the
right foot.
I don't know why but you could just sense a little hostility
whenever
we got put together for role plays and stuff. The cool thing
was we
were totally able to knock down the awkward barrier and
become really
good friends! I am so grateful for that because no one likes
knowing
that you have a riff with someone.
We ended our past two weeks with one word: scabies. I
seriously don't
know how Pennsylvania has so many bugs that like to burrow
in your
skin, but due to exchanges, Sister Thompson and I got some
bugs.
Thankfully I only got one or two bites, but I feel so bad
for Sister
Thompson because she got a lot more than I did. On Sunday we
were told
to go to Walmart to buy the cream that kills the bugs, and
let me tell
you how weird that was. Obviously, we teach people all the
time that
we should not shop on Sunday so Sister Johnson told us to
take our
name tags off so we wouldn't portray two disobedient Mormons.
Spending
two hours in a Walmart without name tags on a Sunday is
probably
something most missionaries will never do, but now I can
happily say
that we are bug free again!
Sister Morrison
The
studious, boring, serious leaders here in the PPM
J has this ceramic horse outside his door, and since he
wasn't home when we went for our lesson I decided to capitalize
on the opportunity!
Before we started eating hot dogs!
The champions!
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