10-5-15
Time is going by so fast! Probably
because we are so busy, but it's crazy!! For preparation day we
seriously just took a break from life and stayed in our pad most of
the day because of my foot and we were just tired. We had a lesson
with our investigator who is getting baptized next month. We took her
to a member's house and these poor members!!! I have never seen
saints get persecuted as much as they do here in NY. Their neighbors
were like, super mad for no reason and the straw on the camels back
was when they said (after some other unpleasant things) "AND
you're Mormon!" Now I see why some people might say New Yorkers
are mean....they sure can be if they want to!
Tuesday I went to Bushwick with
Hermana Lewis, oh my goodness we had quite the exchange. I'm
not really sure why I have the flu but I think it's because of not
ever fully recovering from my foot (although my foot is a lot better
now!! #yessss) but I go with this sister to a member's house and I
was seriously passing out from NyQuil and then the people's cat came
up to Hna. Lewis so she petted it but she's allergic so her eyes got
all bloodshot...we were both a wreck. The member was cooking us some
Hispanic food but it seriously took her the whole time so from
7-8:30 we sat there, dying. She made stuff with shrimp in it
and obvi I will throw up if I eat it so when I told her I was
allergic she started making something different...bad mistake. So it
took even LONGER and then when we finally got to the lesson she left
the room and we couldn't even teach her! So we taught her daughter
and then left. It was quite the evening, let me tell ya. People
think the hardest part of missionary work is rejection but I would
have to disagree, it's acceptance and then being openly ignored
.....
The next day we had our Zone Training
Meeting in Midwood, it's always good to go back to the motherland!
People always think that I can play the piano for these things but I
still can't play so it's always embarrassing but whatever, it was a
good meeting. One of the sisters gave a workshop about being a
consecrated missionary and it was so good, it totally applies to
normal life, we should be giving our all to God wherever we're at in
life. Oh and we were notified that there's going to be a hurricane.
Not like we needed to be notified because it seriously already WAS a
hurricane outside it was raining so hard! After the meeting I came
to Bushwick with Sister Cox and Sister Skinner (yaaaassss) we had a
great night, i.e. We got cancelled on for everything so we walked
around in the rain trying to find people who would let us in. No one
did ha ha. Probs got pneumonia but it was a good night anyways!
Something I love about these two sisters is that no matter the
circumstances they are ALWAYS happy and laughing about everything.
Attitude is seriously everything in this work. Next day we went to
THEIR Zone Training Meeting ha ha so many meetings!! And then the
hurricane hit..
So it kinda hit the night before, but
when we came out the meeting it was full on war between the rain, my
hair, umbrella, and me. It's like trying to walk through a pressure
washer in a dress holding your luggage cause you're on an exchange
plus an umbrella that doesn't do anything to keep you dry, wearing
the raincoat you got from someone who is half your height because
you're an idiot and sent yours home because OBVIOUSLY it wasn't
going to get cold before November 25th, all the while your hair
is stabbing you in the eyeballs cause the lady who cut it when you
were 15 didn't do the layers right so now they don't fit into a
bun....you get the picture. And hence the title of the email seeings
as how I am quite proud of myself for being alive to write this. I
walked around with Sister Skinner and Cox for a few hours in this
but we finally made it to back to Bensonhurst. I made em sit down
while I made soup and biscuits. I was blending the soup and the
round little plastic thing that goes in the lid fell THROUGH the lid
into the blender so the carrot curry soup turned into carrot plastic
soup. Also it's like 20 degrees outside but our landlord won't turn
on the heat so I have been sleeping with like 15 million pairs of
socks...yeah It was just a bad day. My comp got back from her
exchange in Staten Island and we went out for an appointment. Well
of course the bus wasn't running so we waited in the tropical storm
for 30 minutes before we called a less-active to see if we could
come over. She said yes! We went and had an awesome lesson, the
spirit was strong and her and her husband both felt it. It was the
best! The best worst day ever! Except for the day after that,
Saturday haha. This doesn't end guys I'm just getting started.
Obviously Conference is the best thing
of my life. In between sessions one of our members was kind enough to
make us some legit Brooklyn Italian food. Too bad it made us sicker
than sick haha. We got on the bus to our investigator's house to
watch the second session and had to get off twice to throw up. That
doesn't even make me mad! I'm only mad because we missed the first of
the session when they called the new apostles. ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
ah. But we had massive miracles the remainder of the evening, we went
to look up a referral and the person who referred them said that they
wouldn't be too interested but the lady was so nice! We had a lesson
and she invited us back! Then we had a miracle with prayer. One of
our members was having some family struggles and asked us to pray for
her. I usually pray when I get home at night but I asked Sister
Anderson if we could pray right then. We did and the member texted us
a short time later and said that things had worked themselves out!
Around 8:50 we arrived in
front of our house. We both still felt sick from the food and motion
sick from the bus. I was about in tears but me and my companion
decided we wouldn't go in till 9. I wanted to go home. Not inside the
gate and up the stairs...I wanted to go Nevada home. I felt sure that
no one cared which is so dumb but that's just what I felt. As we
walked I started to tear up for a different reason...how dumb was I
being? I felt like the Savior was walking right next to me and He
definitely cared. He was feeling everything I felt in that moment,
and He wanted to help. I still wondered why we had to stay out in the
terrible weather. There was no one in sight to talk to but we walked
across the street to go see a woman I had met last week. We didn't
have her apartment number so we said a prayer and called her. After
about 10 rings she answered! She had already said she wasn't
interested so I wasn't sure why we should try again but I just asked
her how she was and she said she was sick. I told her
conference tomorrow would cheer her up and we would pick
her up the next morning. She agreed!
OK I KNOW THIS IS SO LONG BUT THIS IS
THE BEST PART!!!
We went to our investigators church and
it was the most hysterical thing of my life! It was like EFY haha
they had us stand up and sing while we clapped and danced. It felt
weird to do that and then go into the chapel of our church and listen
to the living prophet ha ha. The spirit definitely speaks quietly!
The picture of her is the best, she was all gussied up and it was
sooooo great, yaaaaas. I also see why our investigator is so
confused. Their church didn't really teach anything, they just danced
and messed around. We are so lucky to be in a church where people GET
IT. I heart our church so much. It requires somethings of our
soul...it isn't just a happy-go-lucky concert experience 1 hour each
week. It is taxing, fulfilling, and joyful all at the same time. It
is a lifestyle, not a Sabbath Day commitment. I love the gospel and
the God that it leads us back to. I'm grateful for a Savior who loves
us enough to let us go through hard things, so we can LEARN!!
Love you all,
Sister Wadsworth
1. Exchange #1 of the week. These
girls>>
2. Exchange #2: bro pic
3. Hurricane survivors!
4. CAROLINE.
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