Good morning,
It's
been a wonderful week full of lots of great, hard, happy, sad, fun, scary, and
unique events. Sounds all over the place right? Yep that about sums it up. But
guess what, I am absolutely loving every day. I think being in the last 2
transfers of your mission is pretty fun. You're excited to go home, and
determined to do your best with the time you have left. You're close enough
that you know you can make it. ;) And you're having fun and working hard. It's
great. Still a roller coaster. But it's great.
So
first big event was Transfer Meeting. Wow. It was wonderful. The Spirit was
strong and I loved sitting there with all of these missionaries that I've come
to know and love. Sister Moure bore her farewell testimony, it was sweet. She's
now back home in Texas. Guess what was really cool about this transfer meeting?
All of my companions that are still in the mission were there and I was able to
see, embrace, and talk with all of them. :) Sister Moure, Sister Evans, Sister
Hiapo, Sister Cox, Sister Rasmussen, and now Sister Wilson. After the meeting
when everyone is going around the parking lot finding rides, taking pictures,
moving all their luggage, and just visiting with each other and having fun I
was filled with so much happiness! I have so many friends! It made me feel so
good to see SO many missionaries, leaders, and members from places I've served
throughout the mission. I even saw my ward mission leader's wife from Los Robles.
I haven't seen her since a year ago. She was so happy to see me and it made me
feel super good. Yeah, it was pretty fun.
Sister Wilson, my new companion is great. She's from Shelley, Idaho,
loves to make things fun, has a ton of out-of-the-box ideas for missionary
work, and she has a great hearty laugh. She laughs after almost every sentence
which is really fun and sad right now because she has this bad cough, so
everytime she laughs she goes into a huge fit of coughing. Haha. She's really
funny and I've already been touched by her love, service, and diligence. She's
a very kind person and has already helped me out a ton this week. This will be
a good transfer.
Other things we did this week: Picking oranges in the sprinkling rain,
hanging out with a few Alpacas (spelling?), going to mutual and helping the
young women with memorizing the Living Christ, lots of service with at memory
care, finding a few new people that we're teaching, and having an awesome
district meeting and district lunch. This is the smallest district I've ever
been in. Just 3 companionships. And I know them all super well! It's so fun.
Elder Fagan, Elder Stout, Sister Kemp, Sister Nicholas, and me and Sister
Wilson. Fun stuff. I had a hard night last night. One of those rough patches.
We have an investigator that we've been teaching that got upset and impatient
with a couple of things that our leaders have instructed us to do. She was
upset and took it out on the messengers, directing it mainly at me. She yelled
at me and said a lot of harsh things that really hurt. I wasn't going to fight
back, that wouldn't be right. So I sat there and took it silently. It put me in
tears and I couldn't say anything. My wonderful companion did awesome. She
wanted to fight back (just her personality) but we both knew the importance of
helping our investigator calm down and to keep working towards baptism. Sister
Wilson told me later that it was hard to keep her cool while I was getting
bashed, but she did an awesome job of saying the right things to calm our
investigator down. She calmed and we were able to talk things out. She'll be
alright. She was just upset. Sorry to give you a kind of damper story. I guess
my reason for telling you is because I needed to ask for some extra prayers.
I'm doing okay. But some of the things she said about me as a missionary and
about me as a person hurt a ton, and I've had a hard time not feeling like a
punctured and deflated balloon since then. We were being obedient to our
leaders and following the Spirit as well. Our investigator needed to know these
things. So I don't regret it. But it just really hurt and took a blow to my
confidence in myself as a missionary right now. Silly stuff I know. But why do
some people have to be so mean sometimes? And why can't we always just let go
of things faster? The adversary's just trying to discourage me. I'm stronger
than him though, and I know that I'm doing well as a missionary. I'm exercising
my patience and long-suffering. A few extra prayers of comfort and peace would
be very appreciated right now though. I love you and trust you all. Your
prayers mean so much to me. Don't worry, I'm okay, my friends in my district
are all taking good care of me. Sister Wilson is going out of her way all over
the place to serve me and help me feel better. I'm sure I'll be fine in a
couple days. It was just hard.
Okay, other exciting event of this week: Surprise trip to Lompoc! It was
awesome! So lately President Felix has been giving us permission to go to the
baptisms of those that we were teaching. Sister Wilson came from Lompoc last
week and her investigator K. was getting baptized on Saturday. We were
given permission to go up there. It was SO fun! You know how I love road trips.
That was the longest distance that I've been able to drive on my mission as the
driver and I loved it. It's my favorite stretch from Ventura all the way up to
Lompoc. The ocean views were beautiful as always and Sister Wilson and I had a
lot of fun getting to know each other more. The baptism was powerful and special.
I love the feeling I get every time I go to a baptism. My testimony of my own
baptismal covenant and of having the Gift of the Holy Ghost is strengthened
every time. I also saw Sister Evans and a few other missionaries I know up
there. I talked to the Elders now serving in Solvang and they gave me an update
on everyone. A.'s still struggling to quit smoking. I pulled out my pack
of gum and wrote an encouraging note to him on it and sent it with the Elders.
That helped him last time. He's got this. So yeah, the baptism ended around 6:30 and
then after visiting we made our way down the 2 hour drive to Ventura. It was
dark and the oil rigs were glowing out in the ocean. It was peaceful.
I'm
giving a talk in Sacrament Meeting this upcoming Sunday. The topic I have been
given and love is Being A Light, and using Sister Marriott's talk that she gave
last General Conference. I loved that talk. Speaking in church always makes me
nervous, but hey, I'm sure it'll go well. And I'm grateful to have a topic that
I love so much. I'll let you know how it goes.
I
love you all SO SO SO much!!! Thanks for the update on everyone today, Dad.
Keep doing your best everyone. Oh! And is everyone so excited for General
Conference? I am! Get ready! :) Someone please pat Jim for me today. Tell him I
miss him too. I miss you all and am excited to see you soon!
Love, Melanie (Sister Hardman)
~Does this look
kind of familiar? ;) Me with a very sweet Alpaca. (Spelling?)
~Surprise drive
and trip all the way up to Lompoc for a baptism.
~Picking oranges
in the sprinkling rain. Love California.
~Frozen yogurt in
Lompoc!
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