Another week has come and gone. I just hit my 2 month mark (not that I'm trying to count) so time is seriously flying! It's so bittersweet.
I'm still a little trainee though, so I'm a baby in the mission field. (aka a greenie).
So, little story for the week:
As missionaries, you are supposed to get home at 9pm each night, unless you're at an appointment then you can get home at 9:30, but no later.
On Thursday, we visited an inactive lady in our ward. The lesson we taught her about being prepared for trials and temptations and how to stay away from them started out rough, but by the end she started opening up more.It was amazing! She told us she knows she needs to come back and needs help. We were so excited to hear this. We just wanted to jump for joy and say, "Well, that's why we're here! To help you!"
However, we ended up leaving her lesson at 9:30, past curfew.
On the drive home, Sister Laudie and I were talking about how since we were helping one of the Lord's sheep come back into the fold, it was okay that we were going home late. We were sitting at a stop light and literally as we are saying that, the light turns green and a second later, we get rear-ended! (If they had been going faster, it would've been deathly...sorry mom-we're okay I promise!).
As we pulled to the side, they car drove into a parking lot and sped away. We got out to look at the car and there was not a single scratch nor dent on the car. We could've sworn we heard the metal crunch but there was no evidence that we had been rear-ended. It was a miracle and a little tender mercy from Heavenly Father. If we had been home on time, this wouldn't have happened. We were so grateful for the warning that we need to be exactly obedient. It's a mission rule that the Lord's asked us to follow and if we do, we'll receive blessings. We promised we will try our best to be home on time from now on!
I LOVE YOU ALL!!
