Hello everyone!
I hope you all had a great week! This week was pretty
good for me. We have been super busy, but that's okay, it's good to be busy!
Sister Steadman is a sister training leader, which means she has to do
exchanges with other companionships, which means I do too. So I was in Cortez
Colorado twice this week. We went out on the Ute reservation for parts of it,
and it's like a whole new country out there. The reservation we went to is
called Towaok (toy-yock). It's like a 3rd world country, even though it's here in
UT. When we were on exchanges, we were listening to a song/recording called
"Prophet Pep-talk." I was blown away, it was so good! You should look
it up!! It's about 10 minutes long. You'll need to brace yourself and put on
your spiritual seat belt for this one, it's super powerful! It's a compilation
of powerful statements by prophets and apostles! And the music that goes with
it is so good! You need to look it up!
Also, we did a service project, and the lady said
"oh yeah, be careful as you move that pile of wood, there are scorpions in
there" and then later she told us how she has this 6 foot bull snake in
the corner of her garage... We didn't see either, thank goodness.
We had zone conference, which was really good. One
thing we learned was that if you want God's help, you're going to have to put
in the effort. They related it to the Brother of Jared. He didn't wait til they
were in the boats, and ask for the light after he realized it was dark in
there. He thought ahead, and brought the stones up to the mountain, and then
prayed, and then God helped him. Because of his faith, God helped him. That's
how God works.
Also, we had the cleanest truck. It's a big
competition. We got 50/50, and they give the winners a necklace (or tie tack).
It was super shiny, and all the tires had the perfect pressure, we worked hard
for that one :)
This week, we had a great experience! Actually, a lot
of them. But one in particular was with a guy named Robert. He's about 60, and
was ex-communicated about 30 years ago. He used to be active, and went on a
mission and everything, but made some choices that took away his membership.
But I think he's always had a testimony of the gospel. Anyway, he's been
working with the missionaries for the past few months. At first, he flat out
said "I don't see myself coming back into the church." But they were
persistent, and last night it was decided by the leaders in this area that he
can be re-baptized!! So he's going to be baptized this Saturday!!!
And, we've also been working with a less active couple
in Colorado, and they haven't been to church in about 30 years. But we visit
with them quite a bit, and they came to church yesterday!!! We were super happy
about that! They're goal is to be sealed in the temple, but they have to put in
the effort!
There are some families in this area that are really
struggling. They've come so far, but Satan is being Satan and isn't wanting to
help us too much. But we are trying to help them in every way possible. I've
learned a lot already on what it takes to have a functional family, and that is
vital to life!
We had a funny experience this week. On one of the
days that we were in Monticello, we met with these two old ladies for a picnic.
They don't live in town, they live far away, like 10 miles of dirt road off the
highway. Their living conditions aren't too good either. And they are very
Catholic. We ate lunch (thank you, Mom for making me practice as a kid to
"pretend you're a missionary and eat the food, and smile and say thank
you" because the food they gave us was... I don't even know. They said
they were crepes, which are normally good, but these were different. And the
filling was fried chicken mixed with a lot of... mayo maybe, and another was
some fish stuff, and the bones were still in it. One of them took a bite and
said, "oh hey, they still have the bones! Oh well, more calcium!" and
so that made them a little crunchy.) And then we basically listened to them
talk the whole time about their dogs, and Catholicism, and they begged to know
our first names, but I kindly insisted on being called Sister Withers, because
my comp said if you tell them, they call you by that forever. But we made it
out of there alive :)
I love you all more than the number of days that have
passed since Moroni buried the plates! Hope you're all doing well :)
Love,
Sister Withers
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