Welllll this week has been rather slow. Quite a bit of tracting-not so much going on there. But we had some cool experiences.
On Wednesday we needed to get onto some computers to look up a talk for an investigator, the library computers were all taken. So we decided to use the family history center as a back up (luckily they let us) since normally you’re not allowed to use the computers besides doing genealogy. As we were in there the family history worker got a phone call that was for us sister missionaries. We were really confused since normally we just get calls on our cell phone and we’re never at the family history center. It was a less active woman in the ward who needed a ride to the hospital the following day and was hoping we could help her. We were able to then make some calls and get her a ride. Now…this doesn’t seem like a big deal but taking a step back,I could see that all of the pieces fell into place that we were where the Lord needed us to be at the right time. This woman didn’t have the missionaries number and I’m not sure if the family history worker would’ve even known what to do…I don’t know. But anyways-it’s cool how the Lord works.
Okay other story, on saturday we we’re going to stop by some former investigators in Pontiac. Which, by the way Pontiac is the sketchy/ghetto sliver of our area that we have and we don’t stay there past 6 pm because well,it’s dangerous. You can google pontiac michigan and see what you find. Anyways so there we are parked and are trying to GPS (yes,consider that a verb) the address of one of these former investigators. We just pulled over to do that when we heard someone talking to us from outside. Standing on the lawn was a guy in a t-shirt and ragged jeans. He looked a little rough around the edges. He began talking to us so we rolled down our windows and started chatting with him. We didn’t want to get out of the car quite yet, because you’ve got be careful-plus we didn’t expect the conversation to really go anywhere. As the conversation continued I felt like it was safe to go out and introduce ourselves. Which we did, we ended up having a wonderful discussion and taught him the restoration and gave him a Book of Mormon. He (Nathan) had all kinds of questions about the gift of discernment, and the people of the ancient America’s and where is the full truth of God today. SO COOL! Unfortunately he’s leaving for Tennessee in a week or so and is just house sitting for a friend. He asked if there was a mormon church he could go to when he got there! Awesome. He doesn’t have a phone but hopefully he’ll get internet access once he’s moved into his house there to go onto Mormon.org and find a local chapel/phone number. To me it was a miracle because Nathan had said the only reason why he came out of the house to talk to us is because our car looked like his friend’s car who was supposed to stop by that day. Otherwise he wouldn’t have come out. And we would’ve never talked to him if he hadn’t come out because we were only temporarily parked there! I was so grateful that we stopped and that we did get out and talk to him-as the spirit prompted. Even after that we didn’t really have anything come out of remaining in Pontiac that day, so I know that that’s why we needed to be there. To meet and teach Nathan and bring him light that he’s looking for in his life. The light of the gospel. He told us how much better he felt as we prayed with him and said our goodbye’s. I know the spirit guides us and that we can find when we teach and TEACH WHEN WE FIND! This is the Lord’s work 🙂
Tomorrow we have zone conference and our companionship is singing Joseph Smith’s First prayer to the tune of Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing-stoked!
love you all and have a fabulous week!