Halloween, old man tears, and God's food.
Why did the toilet paper not cross
the road? Because it got stuck in the crack! Haha, there's your joke of the
day! Wow, lots has happened this week, but at the same time, not really. The
last few days just got super stressful, and made the days feel three times as
long. But Sister Terry and I sure learned a lot, so that's a plus!
Monday was Halloween so we had to
be inside by 6pm to do some deep cleaning on our apartment. But Sister Terry
and I wanted to capitalized on the opportunity to get a little more sleep, so
we cleaned during our lunch breaks the week prior. That was the best decision
ever! Earlier in the day our district went to a member's house where we carved
pumpkins and did other fun stuff together, so all in all, it was a great
Halloween!
D is continuing to blow us
away! Last week we committed her to follow the word of wisdom, and when we
followed up this week she said she quit cold turkey! Obviously, it's been a
little hard for her to not have her morning cup of tea, but she is so willing
to make that sacrifice cause she knows it's what God wants her to do. This time
we taught the law of tithing, and once again she readily accepted the
invitation to do it. Wow, this seriously never happens, but it's great! If all
investigators were like D then Pennsylvania would magically turn into a
Utah or something haha.
This past week we had a little
extra time and miles, so we went to visit this active elderly couple in our
ward who told us to stop by when we are in the area. Sadly, we never go to
where they live, but we decided to make a special trip out. Most members here
are pretty old, and a good majority of them are converts themselves. So visits
are always warmly welcomed, but when missionaries come it's like a treat to
them. It sure makes you feel good when people start to cry (good tears) when
they see you. They really cherish the church and the friends or missionaries
who helped them find it. It gives me something to look forward to years down
the road when I get to see the people I once taught flourishing in the gospel.
One of my favorite "mission
foods" has to be pirogies. Holy cow, those things are going to be served
on gold platters in heaven cause they are soooo good! I guess the best way to
describe them is a potato filled ravioli which you fry up in some butter. My
mouth is watering just thinking about them, and my waist line is also getting
bigger, so it's a good thing I've only been fed them a few times :) But, we did
get to help the T's make some this past week, so now I know how to instantly
gain ten pounds haha. The coolest part was after we were cooking. They aren't
members, and somehow our temples got brought up. Thankfully I just so happened
to have a temples pamphlet in my bag that day, so I whipped it out and showed
them pictures of the inside and explained what went on. They didn't have too much
to say, but did marvel at how beautiful they are. One day the Tice's will be
Mormon, and they will be the best ones there are!
I guess the main lesson that I
learned this past week is that even though I'm a missionary, it can be super
hard to stand up for our morals and what we believe. I wish it could magically
get easier because people know I'm a missionary, but I feel like it gets a
million times harder because I feel all this pressure to not screw up cause
people might see the church as evil or something. But in the words of Elder
Perry "sin will always be sin" so if the haters are gunna hate, then
let them cause at least you're on God's team!
Sister Morrison
Sister Morrison
Happy Halloween!
PSA: I still love BYU
The G's. So I have to explain P's face tattoos because they
are really interesting. The X on his forehead is because the thinks
he is Malcom X, so weird design thing by one eye is because
S (his wife) loves Mike Tyson, the barbed wire on his nose
is because he thinks he's bad, the tear drops beneath both eyes is
symbolic of anyone he would kill if they hurt S, and he has
some lines by his other eye which are scratch marks because
one time S got scratched by a cat
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