Oct 12- Another week.... In GP.

Oct 12 at 1:13 PM

HELLO!

This has been the weirdest week of my life. It feels like I was hardly even in my area. Tuesday Sister Holliday and I drove to MLC in Eugene, which was spirit filled as usual. (We were on time as well...) 1/3 of our mission is in training, which means we have a lot of new missionaries. Our Training has been on concepts which are very basic, so the mission can learn how to do them. It has been nice to go back to the beginning's of missionary work. 

Update on the work.

While I was gone, Shadeed's wife kicked the sister's out of the house and said we aren't welcome there. Shadeed still wants us to come back, though.

Tyler is SO CLOSE to setting a date for baptism!

Monika is quitting a drug which is highly addictive. I am really proud of her, but at the same time we aren't teaching her a whole lot. The other sisters had a baptism on Saturday, and we BEGGED and BEGGED her to go... she doesn't have a whole lot of motivation to do anything since her body thinks she is dying without drugs. We finally convinced her to come. I wish I could say it was because she felt the influence of the spirit... but she promised to come if we made waffles. (Not the best way to get someone to do something, but better than nothing right?)

Friday Sister Holliday and I taught at ZTM. #stressful

My entire mission I have said, "I love the church and I know it is true, so I will do anything for it... but sing." To some, that may sound ridiculous. Let me tell you what happened this week...

Saturday we had the adult session of stake conference. The Stake president had the genius idea to make the missionaries sing the EFY medley. We have been practicing for a while, and it is really embarrassing because we only have four sisters, and we split up into parts. None of us can sing. (That is a fact.) However, the sisters were LATE and so they missed our practice, and sister doxey and I had to sing a duet IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. I was so embarrassed. We sang parts, so I was the only one singing one part and she was the only one singing the other part. Officially, I will really do anything for the church now. 

This morning I read a talk by Elder Holland which is called, "The best is yet to come." I have noticed that often people feel their situation is hopeless because they are held hostage by their past and don't think they can change their future. This talk is about Lot's wife, who was told to never look back. We know it wasn't the physical act of looking back but her longing for the past which proved her destruction. There is a quote which says, "God doesn't care nearly as much about where you have been as He does about where you are and, with His help, where you are willing to go." I hope we can all look forward to the future, and the beautiful things which lie ahead. THE BEST IS YET TO COME.

Pray for Monika, Sally (who is going to tell her family she is meeting with us,) Shadeed, and Tyler! I love these people with my whole heart, and I want them to have a better future than they have past. 

I hope that this isn't my last week in Grants Pass, but I will let you all know where I am spending my next six weeks next Monday!

I love you all!

Sister Jones