Mummy and Daddy,
Where to begin? I should tell you about my P-Day last week. Sister Owen and I went to the Creswell Crags :D I love myself a good craggy hillside :D I am officially in Robin Hood country. These crags (caves) are the very crags in which Robin Hood and his band of merry men gnawed on squirrel bones, hid from the authorities, and choreographed their synchronized dance routines! Later we went to the Harley Museum. K....I love art! I love beautifully designed stationary and typefaces. I love fancifulness and whimsy. I love shiny things...This place had it all. The coolest exhibit was "Mechanimals," animal sculptures made from industrial parts!!!! So much welding....I may have drooled at one point...who's to say for sure? The right part of my brain twinkled and sparked. :D ahhhhh art. Yay for P-Days. Today we're off to the Peak District, legit Pride and Prejudice country. I will get to witness the "wild, untamed beauty of the Peaks." *cue camera pan across tiny green hills* More to come to be sure.
What else has been going on? Well...I've been "poorly." Not to worry, my illness has not stopped me from shouting the gospel between juicy nose blows and Chloraseptic sprays. Funny thing is, a few days ago Sister Owen said she wanted teach more principles per lesson than we'd been doing. So a lot of my study was focused on memorizing the order of the lessons and what scriptures went with each principle....which is good, but I noticed that I didn't contribute much to the lessons anymore. For the first time in my mission I felt "green." That was the day that I got sick. I wasn't relying on the spirit as much during our lessons, I was preoccupied with "oh no...what comes next?" It's no secret that I can't remember a thing to save my soul and it was starting to really affect me.We went to a zone training meeting this week, and during that meeting, the realization came to me "Read Ether 12:27" I did. It talks about God making our weaknesses strengths. I realized "remembering" is my weakness. Since I can't do it myself, I HAVE to rely on the Lord to bring things to my remembrance. The Lord makes my poor memory strength because he can speak through me. It was so good to have that reminder. All I have to do is obtain his word and he'll give it to me when I need it. I don't need to remember. The moment I realized this during that training meeting, my sore throat went away.....BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT! My headache faded BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT! I teach with more power than I did before BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT and we are seeing more and more miracle in our work:
Former investigators are contacting US,
We're finding more people to teach
I had my first investigator ask me out....that was interesting. The pirate sent me a text message saying, "Sister White all I seem to think about is what you say. Would love to take you for some lunch and listen to you." Stress of my life!!!! I spent the whole morning saying "Oh no!" until Sister Owen demanded that I say it in my head :D We called him, explained that one of the effects of the Holy Ghost is that our minds are occupied with thoughts of the gospel. He was really impressed with that and agreed to meet with us again.
OH and yesterday our investigating family texted us saying "My husband won't let us come to church anymore." DEVASTATION, but when we got to church a member brought two new investigators with him that want to be baptized! What the?! Miracles all around! The church is true! God is real! He helps me every day! I love being a missionary.
I love you so much!!! I think and pray about you often!!!! MMMMWWWAH! Write soon.
PS Sister Owen and I stumbled upon this little girl who was completely covered in white paint....I had a flash forward to dunking my own children in paint. It honestly made me so happy, I could just....just....wear fuzzy socks.....on my hands!!!! It made me so happy.
PPS We also had a our own patriotic service on September 11th complete with flag waving, singing "America the Beautiful" in parts, and reciting the Pledge "triumphantly." Life is good.