“I’m a Mormon!”

This week we went to see someone in the ward who wanted missionaries to come over and teach him and his daughter, and help them get back to church. When we knocked on his gate, he came outside and said he was busy at the moment, but asked for our number and as we were giving it to him, a lady came to the door and said “We aren’t Mormons”. The guy turned around and said “I’m a Mormon!” We left right after that, but I really want to know how that conversation went after we left.

Some crazy stuff happened this week. There was an ET (emergency transfer) and a sister in the ward right next to us got put in our companionship for a few days. Her name is Sis Williams, not to be confused with the Sis Williams I was with last transfer. We worked in both of the wards the past few days and she’ll go back to her ward tomorrow with her new companion, Sis Williams (the one I was with last transfer). I’m sure they won’t hear things like “Williams and Williams. Are you related?” or “Williams and Williams, that makes it easy!” all the time.

It should be tons of fun though because we’re in the same district so we’ll get to see each other at least once a week! I am sad though because Sis Desposorio is going to Bakes YSA. I love her and had such a fun time being with her. She’s going to BYU though so we’ll see each other at school next year! And she’s not going too far so I’m sure we’ll see each other around the mission too. I’m staying in Laurel Glen and will be getting Sis Stockdale.

We had a fun time on Saturday night following a prompting of the Spirit Sis Desposorio got. We had to run to the store for something and she felt like she needed to give this older couple a Book of Mormon. She dismissed it though, and we were driving away when we felt like we should follow her prompting. So we drove around the parking lot, at night, waiting for them to come out. When they did, we walked over to them and started talking to them. They did not seem interested at all and very clearly stated it. When we were driving home after that, we wondered why we felt prompted to talk to them when they weren’t interested at all and pretty rude. Now why would the Holy Ghost prompt Sis Desposorio to talk to them? I’ve had moments like that too where I feel prompted to knock on a door and the people don’t want anything to do with us. I used to think it meant it wasn’t a prompting and just a weird feeling I got, but I don’t think that’s it. I think that God tests us to see if we’re paying attention. If we will do small things for Him, like knock on a door or talk to a certain person, He knows that we will do bigger things for Him. He will know that He can rely on us for anything that He needs. One of my favorite quotes from President Monson is “I always want the Lord to know that if He needs an errand run, Tom Monson will run that errand for Him.” I want the Lord to rely on me that same way and know that if He needs anything done, I can do it for Him.

I hope y’all have a fabulous week and don’t get too hot! I’ll let you know how the first week of transfers went next week.

Ciao,
Sister Schroeder

My birthday spoils – thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday! I felt so special and loved

A box fan hiding in the hallway attacked me at 3 in the morning:

And I’m not sure how it bruised, but it certainly did

Our temporary trio:

Our district selfie:

A healthy breakfast before heading out for the day:

Pizza for lunch!

I stepped in gum 🙁