YES I KNOW. I forgotted to send my group email last week. I'm ashamed. My apologies friends. And after I got so many emails from people saying how much I bless their lives with my fantastic emails, too ;)
Gee whiz. Well I gotta catch you all up.
Fun fact: gave my first talk as a missionary yesterday. Turns out it's just as scary as giving a talk back home, but truth be told I think I was more prepared. Something about two hours of study time every single morning makes a difference I think. When I practiced it the night before, it was almost 15 minutes long. I had 10 minutes to speak haha.
Second fun fact: Not only did I speak, but I also sang Come Thou Fount, and they asked me to give the opening prayer. So that's cool. It's just a party over here. Copies of my impressive talk are available, although recordings are actually illegal. Sorry y'all.
As it turns out, I absolutely LOVE being a missionary. Who knew?! Its seriously just a big fat blessing and I've only been out in the field for a little over a month! I'm not sure where to begin because these past 2 weeks have just been one tender mercy to the next but I'll try to not rant or make it too long. Bear with me.
There is this precious couple, who is blessedly young, that we get to teach. We were led by God to them, because they had gone inactive and hadn't been taught for a while and we generally don't have time to visit all the inactive members. We have around 700 members in our ward but only 150 actually show up. And even then some are so old that it's hit or miss whether or not they come. But anyways, we went to their house. Well her mom was there and let us right in. But because her sweet mama talks too much, we were going into the third lesson with basically no idea of what their needs were. We had no lesson planned and we had no idea what the Lord needed His children to hear. So nervously we head in. My friends, The Lord will give us what we need and when we need it, because He loves us. During that lesson, the Spirit was stronger than ever. I was able to share with them exactly what the Lord wanted them to hear. He knows our needs. He knows what is in our hearts. He knows the very longings of our souls. He wants to bless you, I promise. I was humbled to be able to be the mouthpiece of the Lord.
Second piece. Me and my comp were casually walking down the road when a beloved, blessed son of God comes walking across the street yelling "ladies!" This man was probably 40-50 years old and his pants were sagging probably mid-thigh. His bright yellow bandana was pretty cool though. Anyways, he walks over and asks, "Yous Mormon ?" Well of course we are. And then he holds out his hands and asks for us to pray for him. I was almost unsure how to feel about that. Humbled that he recognizes that we have something special, surprised that he wanted prayers and blessings, or amused because my companion was terrified. Well I said a prayer for him and he thanked us and apologized for scaring us and he and his friend carried on their merry way. To sum it up, every single one of God's children is in need of some sort of support or blessing. The seemingly worst of the lot or the best of the best. We all need the Lord. Don't feel embarrassed to ask for help getting there. We each have our own strengths and weaknesses for a reason. My strengths are for your weaknesses and vice versa. We are here to support one another. Believe it or not, the Lord knows what He's doing. He meant for us to go through pain and heartache, because that makes us stronger and better. But He did not mean for us to go through it alone. The Savior, Jesus Christ, has already gone through it in the loneliest journey in all of human history. There is no reason for us to do this alone. He is there with you right now. This very second He is uplifting you and helping you through. He knows you perfectly and loves you with a perfect love.
Okay, one or two more things. I know this is already suuuuper long. Sorry sorry.
OKAY, so we went to our friend Fredy's house. We had to stay outside because his girlfriend was outside. The morning after our lesson, we woke up ITCHY. Turns out, his porch was infested with spiders. I have almost 20 bites all over my legs. And they were super itchy. Sooo we're wearing pants every time we go over there from now on.
Anyways, I have a ton of stories, but I'll stop taking up so much time. Love you all! Keep building on your faith and never be afraid to share what you believe. You'll find that people respect you for it.
You are all in my prayers (yes my knees are suffering but you can bet it's worth it!) God loves you!
All my love,
Sister Morrison
Onwards and Upwards!
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