Mummy and Daddy,
Good news. Hurricane didn't blow us away. It definitely gave it a good go though. My goodness! I think I may have finally combed through my "Nest."
We had some beautiful things happen this week.
Well let me tell you about yesterday. There we were, in the foyer at church, sitting....standing.....shaking peoples' hands.....then the chapel door closed......still no Stacey and Amy. Do you remember Stacey and Amy? Amy is the seven year old we taught about the Plan of Salvation and she lapped it right up. The Spirit was so phenomenal! Stacey is her mother. When Stacy was a little girl, she believed in God, but her parents didn't really approve of that belief, so she stopped believing. She vowed if her daughter wanted to learn about God, she'd let her. Anyways...no Stacey and clan. The clocked ticked on.....still no Stacey and Clan. We went in for the Sacrament with the attitude: If it's meant to happen, it will happen. As the Sacrament was passed....I saw a flick of green out of the corner of my eye. I whipped towards the door and saw.......little girls!!!!! THEY CAME!!!! Stacy and Amy came to church!!!! AND they enjoyed it! BAM! MIRACLE!
There was a feeling around this home....we had to knock on it. "There is a good feeling about this home.....not to mention they have a pirate tree house out back! These are my kind of people!" It looked like no one was going to answer so we turned to leave. "Circle this house. We have to come back." Then the door opened and this lovely Irish lady opened. "I'm on my way out right now, but come back. You're welcome anytime!" Miracle! So we did. We went back. She let us in straightaway. Come to find out, she's recovering from cancer. She has a beautiful family and her faith is incredible! We're so excited to teach her! BAM! MIRACLE!
We met Linda and Graham this week. I don't know much about them to relate to you, but what I do know is that Linda believes in God and Graham does not. We taught them all about who God is, who Jesus Christ is, and how they restored the gospel to the Earth again. I love the Spirit, because every time I felt a *ping* Linda said, "hmmm...that's interesting. I think I can agree with that." The interesting part of the lesson was the fact that it was bright and sunny the moment before we went into their home, but the moment we were inside, it started chucking it down! AND it continued to chuck it down until the moment we said the closing prayer. "That's strange isn't it? Now that you're on your way out, the rain stopped. What a coincidence." "Coincidence? I think not. Coincidences are just when God wants to be anonymous." BAM! MIRACLE!
One evening we went to Kenneth's for a little lesson. He opened the door. "Hi Ken!" .......he just looked at us for a minute......"What's wrong?" Then he smiled.....a big toothy smile. He got teeth! "Ken! You have teeth!" He has new found confidence! It's cute. The jury's still out....I've grown accustomed to his toothless grin. We'll see :D
In other news....I got a card in the post the other day from Mick and Joyce saying they wrote a letter to President Lindley requesting to visit me....He got in touch with them and said they could!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!! MIRACLE!!!!!!!!!! I'm seeing Mick and Joyce today for lunch! What can be better than food, fun, and friendship!?!
I love being out here! I love those opportunities just to exercise faith. Isn't faith an amazing thing? You don't know what will happen, but you say I know what's meant to happen will happen. I know You're in control. I love my Heavenly Father so much! He's so good to me all the time! I know this is his work! I know the Spirit is real! I know I'm exactly where I'm meant to be. I love being where my feet are....not bugged about the past.....not worried about what's next, but just enjoying where I am. I love it here! Thank you so much for letting me be a missionary. I can't imagine my life without this experience.
I love you so much!
Have the best day of your life!
Love always and forever,
Your Sister Stephanie White
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