Sister Meservy’s Letter from September 4, 2014
Subject: “This is going to be journal worthy.”
Dear Peasants,
Joke. Not sure where that came from. Just wanted something new.
Oh boy, it’s been a week and a half since I wrote. I miss you. 🙂
I get to go to the temple today. I never thought I would move my Preparation day to a Thursday because I thought I would die before I made it that long. O contrare, my friends. I feel like my last Preparation day was just a few days ago. Every second is flying by. Anyway. Enough about that. Let’s talk about how much fun I had this last week and a half and all that I learned.
Once upon a time I went on exchanges with one of my favorite Sisters, Sister Lybbert. We got to teach her investigators Rick and Mary. They are RADDER THAN RAD. Rick has crazy questions and the Book of Mormon has the answers! He was laughing about the phrase “And it came to pass” and kept using it. So to invite him to be baptized I said, “You know what I think should come to pass? Will you follow the example of Jesus Christ and be baptized?” 🙂 He said yes and decided on a date.
The next day we were following up with them and he was telling us about his reading and he said, “And it came to pass that I didn’t understand a thing.”
When Sister Lybbert wrote that down to be the header of her email he said, “no, no, wait…. And it came to pass that I am going to make the best Mormon you’ve ever known. . . . Put that as your header instead. Quote me on that.”
What a jokester.
He made us call when we got home so that He and his wife could know we got home safe at night. 🙂 What a sweet man. He said, “I know this is a safe area, but I just want to make sure. I mean, the only drive by’s we get here are from missionaries.”
The sisters found Rick by pulling over and talking to him when he was walking his dog. They pried his address out of him even though he “wasn’t interested” and now he and his wife are both very interested. 🙂 I LOVE THE GOSPEL.
In our lesson with them, Rick was questioning the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon and I felt the spirit flow through my whole being. I asked him if he felt like the book was leading him to do good and if it taught good things. He said yes. Then I said, “If this Book is good, if it is of God, then it couldn’t have been written by an evil man, it must be a true record, inspired by God.” It was silent for a second and then Mary chimed in, “Rick, she makes a very good point. It must be true.”
I am so grateful for the evidence of the Restored gospel of Jesus Christ on earth today. I know the Book of Mormon is the word of God!
Now back to my area. We got to teach Bozhi this week about eternal marriage. 🙂 Bozhi was adopted from Bulgaria a year ago and then her parents decided they couldn’t manage being first time parents to a 16 year old who doesn’t really speak english. SO, miraculously, the Harp family is now adopting Bozhi and she is receiving the Gospel of Jesus Christ. The Harp’s already have 16 year old triplets, so now they have four 16 year old girls. 🙂 She really understood our lesson on Eternal Marriage and committed to live her life so that she can be married in the temple. I can’t tell you how amazing that is to hear.
We looked out the window after the lesson and their neighbor was lying on the grass. Apparently he weeds like that because he has a bad back. The Harp girls said the first time they saw it they thought he was dead. Then, right after we left their house we saw a man lying on his grass, face down. He definitely wasn’t weeding though. So we were concerned… until we saw his foot move and decided he was taking a nap. We drove on and then I made Sister Huffaker turn around so we could go back to talk to him. Couldn’t miss that opportunity. 😉
We walked up to this man on his grass and I whispered to Sister Huffaker, “This is going to be journal worthy.” And let me tell you… it was.
I said to the man, “Hello Sir.”
He responded with a moan into the grass his face was smothered in.
So I asked, “Are you doing alright?”
He looked up at us, obviously still a little sleepy, and got to his knees. Then he looked at me, and then to Sister Huffaker, “Bawya. . . .Tawnya. . . ” He looked at our tags and squinted. “Sisters?”
“Hello,” I said, not sure why I couldn’t get anything else out of my mouth.
Then he walked past us up to his front step, rubbed his ears, rubbed his eyes, grumbled, “Girls,” and walked inside.
Unsure what had just happened, we returned to our car. . . as giggly as Bawnya and Tawya could be. 🙂
It’s been a great week. I love you all. I LOVE MY MISSION. I love my Savior. 🙂
Keep praying for me- I’ve gotta keep sprinting to the end! 🙂
LOVE,
Sister Meservy
1-all of these Sisters have been my companions. 🙂 It’s symbolic.
2- saying goodbyes.
3- being sister tea’s backpack once and for all.
4- More Goodbyes.
5- 14th and last Missionary Leadership Council. 🙂
