If you are wondering why I named my email the way I did, it's because after a miscommunication I thought Sister Patrick said that from what she was reading in the Book of Mormon she realized that Nephi was a dancer. And I'm out of titles for emails.
I got to go on exchanges with Sister Sorenson! She is always so much fun to be with. While we were on exchanges, we talked to a nice man named Orlando. He speaks English, but very limited, so we just spoke with him in Spanish. It was a lot easier to speak with Sister Sorenson backing me up--she took seven years of Spanish before the mission. He gave us these chocolate mint candies, so now I can check off accepting candy from a stranger. Don't worry, though. Sister Sorenson ate hers first and didn't die, so that's when I knew it was safe. Orlando was very nice, and we were able to send a referral to the Spanish missionaries for them to go meet him. At the end, Orlando decided to kiss our hand, which totally caught both of us off guard, but such is life. The awkwardness of a sister missionary is something to be reckoned with.
We got a visit from the Legendary Sister Irvin this week. She showed up at our house, and it was fun to get to see her. The next day, the STLs went with us to go get lunch (at Chick-fil-a, so I finally got to use my Christmas present and loved it), and another "dead" missionary was there--Sister Young. It was good to get to see them.
A miracle happened this week with contacting someone the Bishop asked us to go see. He had asked us to go visit a part-member family. We got to the house and realized that it was not the home of the person we were looking for, but rather, the home of a kind, non-member family that we'd met before--they were nice, but not interested. But miracles happen. We needed a bathroom break, so we knocked anyway--we figured we knew them, so it wouldn't be too weird. Tiffany, the person we had met before, answered, and she was very nice again. On the way out, she mentioned that she was trying to get her garage in order for a yard sale she wanted to do, and miracle number one, she actually accepted our offer to help! On Saturday, we went over to help with the service, and after our conversation, we realized that this actually was partially the people we were asked to see by the Bishop. Tiffany had been married to a less-active member named Chris, but they got divorced, he has since moved away, and she's gotten remarried. I will be honest, I was just going to skip the house and go to another house when I originally recognized the house, but because of the chain of events that followed, we were able to build a bit of a relationship with Tiffany and get to know them. I'm hoping we get to get to know her family better.
Sister Patrick has been on a cookie making kick. She keeps saying that she's "finally turned into a 'Sister Missionary'". We got to make cookies with the Lee family, and we had a list of people we wanted to take them to. One of them was a couple in a different ward. Chris is a returned missionary with an awesome testimony, but currently, is not attending church and is living with his girlfriend, Elizabeth. She's the one who believes "kind of like Star Wars". We stopped by and took the cookies to her, and she appreciated it. She told us she had read the pamphlets we had left, and it turned to an awesome conversation about faith.
In summary, it's been a week of seeing miracles bloom. I can't believe how fast the time is flying, and I wish I had so much more time now that I'm starting to figure out what works in missionary work. It has changed my life to learn of the Savior and His Atonement each day, especially with the new insights I've learned from Elder Anderson. I know that the message I get to share is the fullness of Christ's gospel, that it has been restored to the earth, and that we have living Apostles and Prophets today. I love you!
Sister Emily
1001 N Burk Street
Gilbert, AZ
85234
My favorite MTC Comp--she's killin' it.
It's not the lighting--I'm just an old sister missionary (left: newer name tag that I use for church and zone conferences; right: the original name tag from the MTC)
The Armstrongs--they have us over for breakfast every P-Day.
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