Such is Life
I don’t think I have words to describe this week.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is the only word I can think of that describes this week because it is completely random and kind of complicated and a little stressful and long, but also fun and it makes you smile. Basically this was another weird week.
On Tuesday I was sick (thankfully not the plague like everyone else) and I was just crying because I didn’t want to stay in because we had things to do. Sis Gillespie and Sis Crowley made us stay in and sleep (Sis Taylor was feeling a little sick too) and then Sis Taylor and Sis Crowley went out to our lesson that night while Sis Gillespie and I stayed in and I had an emotional breakdown. I just felt like I was disappointing everyone because we haven’t found any new people to teach. Sis Gillespie made us call president and we talked to him for a while and I felt better (although it kinda freaked Sis Taylor out when the first words she heard when she got home were “try not to be too loud cause we’re on the phone with president”).
That night I felt totally fine. Being a girl is so fun!
Wednesday and Thursday were pretty uneventful. We did have a blitz on Thursday though. A blitz is when all of the missionaries in a zone/district go to one companionship’s area and tract to find people to teach. We found some potential investigators so it was fairly successful and Elder Pitcher found someone who knows his aunt so that was fun.
Friday was the day Sis Taylor died. Well, not really but she said she honestly thought she was going to die 10 days after the Prophet and no one was going to remember her death and all the angels would be talking to him and she’d be stuck outside the gates to the spirit world cause no one would be there to let her in. She felt super nauseous, especially during district meeting, and she had a migraine. Then on Saturday both of us were super angry and frustrated all day (me at God and her at I don’t know what) so we’ve just been doing really great this week!
Everything ended up working out and being okay though. I know the Lord lets us go through trials so that we can learn and grow. I just wish sometimes that we wouldn’t have to go through hard things. But because Satan sucks, c’est la vie. I did come across an amazing scripture this week. It’s Romans 8:35,37-39 (36 is just kinda random). It really made me feel better and it is now one of my favorite scriptures.
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
But to end on some happy notes, Sis Taylor and I embraced the little children within us and played on the zip line at the park this week. It was actually so much fun and we both thoroughly enjoyed it. We made sure that we did it when it was dark out, so no one would see the missionaries acting like children. We also got stuck in someone’s yard because we couldn’t get their gate open. We struggled for a few minutes and then just climbed over the fence. It wasn’t very high so I just stepped over, but Sis Taylor is 6 inches shorter than me, which means she has shorter legs, so she got stuck and I had to help her. Of course it was after we already got over that the lady came out and showed us how to open the gate. Being a missionary is hard work, but super fun as well.
Well that’s it for now. Hopefully this week will be a little more normal and I’ll have some good stories next week.
Ciao,
Sister Schroeder
Photos:
Sis Taylor getting ready to push off:
Sis Taylor going down the zip line:
Me getting ready to push off:
Our Taco Bell lunch at the park (where we saw a drug bust go down):
Sis Taylor next to a giant aloe vera plant:
