Dear Mummy and Daddy,
Ahhhhh.....Life is good. What to say? What to say? I will just
explain. So remember how it was time for me to take control of the
Worksop area....stress of my life...we all know responsibility gives
me gas, but I had to bite the bullet and do it anyways....so I did :D
I spent the last few days feeling like I was spinning my wheels,
straining to prove that Sister Terry and I could do this missionary
thing. Everyone in the mission was stunned that two 3 1/2 month old
sisters were put together....BAM! I wasn't :D heh heh, but I must
admit that I was feeling the pressure a bit.
Can I just tell you that I love Sister Crystal Terry so much! I've
been so so blessed with my companions thus far.......maybe I passed my
test with my many "interesting" flatmates in college heh heh...jk....who
knows....touch wood. Just a bit about her....Sister Terry is from
Wilard, Ut. She has four siblings, one of which is her fraternal twin
Angela. She is the
sweetest, sunniest person I know. She has all these goals for her life
like being on the cover of Time magazine for a medical advancement,
and travelling to space. Bears stir her soul...she'd love to rescue
bears for a living. Her favorite color is yellow, she loves
pistachio nuts, but hates fish. :D I love her, we have so much fun
together.
We were having a good long chat on our way to an appointment. I was
telling her about all my pressure and she said to me, "It's ok if we
don't make 100% standards every week. We just have to do our best." At
that very moment in time, my burden clanked to the floor of the car
and I was so happy!!!!!! Even still....I am so so happy. :D do you see
the size of that grin on my emoticon! Now that's happy. I can't fully
explain what happened in our little Vauxhall Meriva, but my little
eyeballs twinkled and the spirit told me that we were going to do
amazing things :D.BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT! The moment we stepped out of the
car, we ran into this man and his dog. He told us he's happy with his
life. He has a beautiful family, everyone's fed and happy... he's
quite content, but he feels like something is missing in his life. He
sees that religious people just glow and he knows he needs to find out
more about God. BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT!
Sister Terry and I were walking home for tea when I felt like we
needed to knock on a door. So we did. A man came to the window, poked
his nose through the curtain, saw who it was, flipped out, pulled down
the curtain in the process, and as he was was sorting out the door, I
said, "OH! Look who it is......it's Neil!" Neil flogged our
appointment earlier that day. Amidst all his apologies, we invited him
to be baptized and he accepted! BAM! MIRACLE! NEXT!
There are so many miracles! I remember my dreams now. I've really
missed having dreams. The scriptures I need to soothe my soul appear
on the pages of the Book of Mormon as soon as I pray for them. Life is
so good :D And I'm crazy happy!!!
Side Note: Can I just tell you how much I love these oldies....hahahah
I love old
people....I love how none of them can talk at a normal volume. Either
they blast your face off or they inhale as they talk
hahahahhahahah.....I mention this merely because I'm in the Library
right now and the poor librarian is having one heck of a time trying
to explain to various "patrons" how to double click. HAHAHAHAHAH "No
sir....double...double click....that means TWO quick presses of the
button....not one long --- sir....please.....do pay atten---no, see,
that was too long....let me show you....Sir, don't click on
that......oh.................I believe it froze. Well....you'll just
have to wait in the que for another station to open, I'm afraid."
ahahahahah I love old people.
Ps..I still sound the same. :D Everyone here thinks I sound
Irish....except for the Americans who think I sound Texan....Pretty
sure I just sound the same. :D
I love you so much. I'll send you a Christmas List. Don't worry about
Heather, I'll sort something out. I'm excited about Steve Young! WHoo!
I love you so much!
Love Always and Forever,
Your Sister Stephanie White
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