I learned a very important lesson this week. I got a cold that completely wiped me out all week. Being sick as a missionary is so frustrating, because it stops the work from progressing. You're stuck at home because no one wants a snot nosed missionary at their doorstep. We can't watch movies besides the one the Church has made, so we were so unbelievably bored. And the whole time I was thinking "hey, can't the Lord just heal me? I mean, I'm his set-apart servant, if there ever was a time that He could heal me, it would be to continue His work, and that's what I want to do!"
I pretty much slept all day Wednesday, Thursday and Friday it was that bad. All I wanted to do was go out and work, but my brain just wanted to sleep. I kept feeling guilty that I was slowing the work down.
And that's when I started studying topics like humility, weakness, and patience. Patience is the one that stood out to me. "Be patient in your afflictions, and I will bless you." I don't think that's an actual scripture, but that's what I got out of my studies. So I repented for feeling so guilty and just expecting the Lord to heal me of my dumb cold, and was determined to stand still and patiently wait.
And then on Sunday night we ran through all of our plans and backup plans really quickly. We drove around aimlessly, just trying to figure out what we were supposed to do. Then we felt inspired to go visit one member that lived somewhat close to us. It was strange inspiration, because he is a single man. But we went to visit him, and asked him if there was anyone he knew that we should visit. He mentioned one of his home teaching families that was his neighbor, so we walked over to this home teaching family. On the way there we warm chatted one of his neighbors, who asked if she could get a ride to church with our member next Sunday, and agreed to have us come visit her again! Then the home teaching family, that hasn't been to church in years, also asked if they could get a ride to church on Sunday! Miracles! We continued to just walk around his neighborhood, and we kept running into people that wanted to come to church (one was even an Atheist that wanted to come to church! MIRACLE!). Brother Faulkner was getting excited, so he kept coming up with people that we should go visit in his neighborhood. In just a short hour and a half, covered in sweat, we were able to set up 4 return appointments and do the work we would normally do in 2 days. It was such an amazing miracle, and I knew the Lord had blessed us for our patience.
So, I definitely learned this week that the Lord knows what He is doing. This is His work, not mine. It will be done on His terms and on His timetable. Only the Lord is capable of producing miracles.
I love you all! Have a great week!
Sister Laser
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| this is a name of a street in Conyers. I about had a heart attack. I'M HOME!!!!!! hahaha |

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