Well. This last Saturday was transfer calls.
Normally this would mean an email on Wednesday but this morning we got an email approving that we can email today. So we did!
This last week we didn't have much lessons. Our investigators were busy, and we did exchanges and alot of finding. We're currently working with members. The first time I was in Keokuk I wasn't too into Keokuk. But this time around I love it. I've gotten to know the members, and my investigators. I'm so grateful for the second chance I had here. The thing that is so good about it too is that I've learned what kind of an impact I left before. That left the impression on me that the impression I leave ought to be the best. That's the thing that President Jergensen taught me when I was being trained. He told me "You want to be the kind of missionary that the members will ALWAYS remember, because you changed the area. You worked like Christ." I've thought about that time again and again. In Preach My Gospel it teaches us to "leave our area stronger than when we found it." or maybe that's the White Handbook... either way that's what it says! Both are First Presidency authorized, therefore, I need to labor very hard!
I had an amazing experience this week. Through my whole mission there has always been something weighing on me. Yes, I was writing a girl. I care about this girl alot, we did go on quite a few dates before my mission. She'd been writing me my whole mission, and was the only person consistently writing (other than family). Well I got the infamous "dear john" this last week. She told me she's with another guy, and that there are other people for me out there. I expected it. So it wasn't surprising, just distraughtful at first. But what surprised me was my reaction, after I reacted. Normally I'd think I'd just being angry, acting like a jerk, and go sit on my bed and throw a bouncy ball at the wall- punching stuff is far more childish, trust me. But instead I decided to get up, go in my room and on my knees. I prayed for strength, and energy to get over this, I prayed for the other boy, I prayed for her. I just want them to be happy, and for it to turn out good for her in the end. If I pray for that, and I do what is right, it'll turn out right for me. As I prayed with that attitude, and that faith I felt the strongest assurance of comfort I could've. I felt peace. I know that the Lord knows my situation, and cares about all my situations enough. That letter changed my mission. It made it better. I feel so good now, I feel focused. Yes, she is there in Provo, UT, and I can still think about it. But now I don't. I've actually put it behind me. It is sad to me that it had to be that way to do that, but hey, the Lord works in mysterious ways. I feel the spirit better, I work harder, and I have a stronger testimony and desire to serve the Lord.
Nothing is coming between me and the finish line now. I've got 5 1/2 months left, and I'm going to make them worth it!
Watch your back!
Elder Prows
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