This week has been beautifully busy. Each week on Friday we do "Weekly Planning" as a companionship. During this, we plan out who we need to see during the week, which ones are coming to church, plan lesson topics for each person and talk about our goals for the week. My favorite part is the goals. The bottom line is that we can always be doing something better. We have some great goals for this week and I am excited to see them come forth. The longer I spend with Sister Adamson the better our companionship becomes. It seems the more we learn about each other, the closer we get. The closer we get, the faster the work moves along. I really don't know what I would ever do without her. Things are going so amazingly well.
Well. I am finally starting to memorize the names of everyone in the ward. During ward council meetings I usually make a chart and quiz myself on the names. It’s hard in our ward, though, because EVERYONE is related to each other. (Not in a bad way. There is no marrying of cousins or brothers or anything like that ha-ha) But there is like a thousand "Strock" boys and then they have kids... and its just difficult to remember who belongs to who. But I'm getting it.
In fact... last night we had 3 dinners. Yes. You heard me right... THREE! I am eating so much food its ridiculous. The first was at the Rackham's house. They had their neighbors over and we just happpppened to stop by... And then we had a surprise birthday party for Sister Thompson. (The lady that we live with) And then we went to the Strock's. They do a big dinner every Sunday with all the kids and grandkids. The house is PACKED! It was such a blast. One of the sons served his mission in Uruguay back in the day when it was all one mission. He told us some crazy hilarious stories and taught us a few Spanish phrases.
This week we spent our time in-between appointments visiting potential investigators. (People that have been contacted, not quite interested, started then stopped taking discussions etc...) Sister Adamson is great at being a friend. She LOVES the people in this town and has created such a strong bond with them. It’s truly amazing to watch. Usually people run away from the nametag. But when they see Sister Adamson pulling up the drive, they run out to greet her. She perfectly exemplifies the quote, "Nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care." Anyways. We stopped by the house of one woman who Alicia would LOVE! She is probably about 54ish but looks like she's 30. We walk up and there is this huge cabin-looking thing that has a huge sign on it that reads in bright green letters, "STUPEFY!" Ha-ha. She is a huge Harry Potter fan. She is hilariously sarcastic and awesome. For the last Harry Potter she threw a party for all her friends and Sister Adamson, and they played Quidditch! I know right? Awesome. Anyways. She sews for a living. This cabin is filled with scraps of material and crazy sewing machine equipment and its just awesome. She cuts up old sports jackets. (You know, with the patches on the elbows) And she makes the RADDEST messenger bags and beanies. Jackie would lovvvvvvvvveee her stuff. And get this. She sells on ETSY! We found out that I may have (About a year ago) bought one of her hats!!!! Hahaha. Well she works way too hard. She has had stress fractures and lost feeling in fingers from working as hard as she does. She has all the Harry Potter soundtracks and listens to those while she works. Her and Sister Adamson LOVE movie soundtracks so they sit and listen intently while I look foolish because I know nothing about music. So I am just having a blast going around and getting to know the people that live here. This town is packed with talent. I keep meeting these gems of people that are so hilarious and talented and just all-around amazing.
Well speaking of music... Alicia had asked me this a couple times and I kept forgetting to tell her. I CAN LISTEN TO MUSIC! Ha-ha. Actually... I am quite desperate for it. My Mission President doesn't have any specific rules about music. It just needs to invite the spirit. So... I have a mission for you leesh. Get me some rockin' music! I want anything and everything you can find. (That invites the spirit of course) And...if possible... maybe you could make me some kind of P-Day mix. That has some more upbeat stuff. There is a song that has the ukulele in it. And I can't for the life of me figure out who it is but the lyrics are something like..."Oh lord, my redeemer, thou hast done so much for me." But it's got a good, hawaiianish beat to it. Maybe you can google it. Will you do that for me babe? Can I put you on the quest for good-quality music for me? Or maybe even some of your choir stuff? I hear that you came out with a CD!?!?!?! I hope things are going well with school and work and everything!
Also... Dad. I know that growing up you had some other religious backgrounds. I was wondering if you could write me, (Kind of in story form), your conversion story. Your background, how you grew up, what you believed... and when it started changing for you. Would you do that for me? I would really appreciate it. That would actually be cool if I could get them from anyone that's willing. Mom, Dad, Bishop Francois, anyone from the ward that would be willing to do so. Mom, could you bring that up in relief society or something. Just ask if anyone is willing to write their conversion story to me? That would be awesome.
Well I don't want to make this too incredibly long. But I do want to share one last story. I wrote to you last week about a less active woman. Well... we had a lesson with her the other night and it ROCKED! We finally got all the TV's around the house turned off. And when it came time for the end of the lesson we asked if she would say the prayer. Now, although she has been baptized. (A thousand years ago) She has NEVER prayed vocally before. Every time we ask her... she says no. But this time... was different. After some begging? She agreed. And she said the most beautifully unique prayer I have ever heard. One of the things that stood out to me was this, "Dear God, thank you for sending me the Sister Missionaries." I thought to myself the whole drive home... does she really believe that? Does she really believe that God would send us? (ME!) to her door? Her prayer was definitely a tender mercy in my life this week. It reminds me that no matter how many times we get a door slammed in our face, there are people out there that are prepared, that are waiting, and our Heavenly Father will guide us to those that are searching.
I love you all and miss you dearly. I have been receiving much love in letters and couldn't appreciate it more!
Love,
Sister Ashley Rose Mitchell
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