Sister Campbell is my favorite thing! She is so hard working and it's doing great things for this area. Our numbers are increasing and I'm feeling so much better about the organization of the area. When we went on exchanges in Flora Vista we admired their system for organizing their new ward. So we adapted it to our area and I finally feel like we have a sense of direction in Holbrook. It's really exciting. I can feel the miracles creeping in!
I've been able to hold down solid foods all transfer which makes me really happy. And I've just been... happier. Sister Campbell is a words person. She uses positive words all the time. I forgot how much I miss nice words! If I come up after getting ready she tells me I look adorable. If I do something well, she compliments me immediately. It feels nice.
This week we met a sad man named Truman. We tracted into him. We stood as his doorstep as he yelled about how God uses us as guinea pigs. He asked why God allows suffering to occur. We told him we had the answer. But he didn't want to hear it. We testified of a loving God, of the plan of salvation, of the Book of Mormon. But he didn't want to hear it. "If God loved me, why wouldn't he take me in their place? I begged him. I watched my girlfriend and my daughter die. Why would he let that happen?" Truman was asking the right questions, but didn't want the answers. It was interesting to watch. And slightly frustrating, because the answers are there. Because God is there. That's the interesting thing. We all have agency. No one can force us to believe in anything. God can't just strike us with lightening, because that's not how it works. You have to be open. You have to reach out. It made me wonder about times that I may be asking the right questions, but closing myself off to the answers. But we walked away from Truman's door at peace. God will work with him. God has been working with us. That's something I've realized. He has a plan for everyone to get home.
Another great miracle happened in the middle of a ward correlation meeting! A member of the bishopric popped his head in the door and said "Sisters! I have someone who wants a lesson from you." That's just what we love, someone coming to us! It was a less active sister who had wandered her way to the Holbrook stake center in search of an activity that her relatives were supposed to meet her at. Turns out she was at the wrong building. But we taught her. We talked to her about coming back to church and gave her a copy of the Book of Mormon. I've been able to hold down solid foods all transfer which makes me really happy. And I've just been... happier. Sister Campbell is a words person. She uses positive words all the time. I forgot how much I miss nice words! If I come up after getting ready she tells me I look adorable. If I do something well, she compliments me immediately. It feels nice.
This week we met a sad man named Truman. We tracted into him. We stood as his doorstep as he yelled about how God uses us as guinea pigs. He asked why God allows suffering to occur. We told him we had the answer. But he didn't want to hear it. We testified of a loving God, of the plan of salvation, of the Book of Mormon. But he didn't want to hear it. "If God loved me, why wouldn't he take me in their place? I begged him. I watched my girlfriend and my daughter die. Why would he let that happen?" Truman was asking the right questions, but didn't want the answers. It was interesting to watch. And slightly frustrating, because the answers are there. Because God is there. That's the interesting thing. We all have agency. No one can force us to believe in anything. God can't just strike us with lightening, because that's not how it works. You have to be open. You have to reach out. It made me wonder about times that I may be asking the right questions, but closing myself off to the answers. But we walked away from Truman's door at peace. God will work with him. God has been working with us. That's something I've realized. He has a plan for everyone to get home.
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