Familia y Amigos,
Wow. This week. Seriously crazy.
First off, if you've sent me a letter and had it returned to you, let me know. Because I've had that happen and need to know if it has happened more. I need to report it so they can get to the bottom of things.
So about my week. It seems like we've done soo much, but it's only been a week! I had to go to Boise a few times for doctor appointments and it was weird. Of course we got permission to go, but we could feel the difference being out of our mission. It's no joke that we stay in our mission and areas for a reason. Funny thing, though, as we were driving there, it felt like we were rebelling, so I started singing "Viva las BOISE!!" We had a pretty good laugh out of that. AND, we got to drive by the Boise temple. Pretty cool to see it. Other things that happened: my first exchanges, an INTENSE zone meeting, and got in a car accident. Exchanges were weird but good. I learned a lot and it made me really grateful for my area. Seriously, member participation makes a HUGE difference in missionary work. When members lose hope about missionary work progressing, it really puts a damper on things. Then, we had a really powerful zone meeting about obedience and the will of Heavenly Father. It was one of those meetings that you go away just like, "Woah..." One elder shared an experience about how he wanted to go home. He did not want to be on his mission for 6 months and finally was going to the mission president about it, but President Cannon told him that he needed to be here and that he needed to figure out Heavenly Father's will for him. That made him really think through things and go to the Savior about it. He testified very powerfully and humbly about the Atonement and how this is HIS work and not ours. We HAVE TO be obedient or we can't be effective. SO good. AND, last, but not least, we got in a car accident... Not to worry, we are both fine. We were seriously protected. Seriously. Heavenly Father is watching out for us. It had snowed pretty good then melted and froze and it was snowing again Friday night. We hadn't had to drive too much during the day, but we were headed to our branch president's house to help them move in. We were just coming to a stop sign at a T, and actually started breaking pretty early. But the ice just took us and we knew we weren't going to stop. So Hna. Dickson started speeding up and turning to try and make it in front of the car, but she still got us. We were in a little car and she was in a big truck. We weren't QUITE t-boned, but it was pretty close. One whole side of the car was pretty badly damaged and the airbag on the door deployed. So she went into the yard of the house on the left side of the street and we went into the ditch on the right. We weren't hurt at all, just a bit of weird sideways whiplash. Which, we actually had a lunch appointment with a member who is a chiropractor on Saturday. Coincidence, I think NOT. I am completely good and Hna. Dickson was just a bit emotionally shaken up, but otherwise, we are plugging along (without a car for a bit). We had to get rides to all of our meetings and appointments on Sunday and will have to for at least a week. Transfer calls are on Friday, so we'll see what ends up happening with the car situation. Our area is more than an hour drive from top to bottom and probably about that much from side to side, and we're the only Spanish speaking missionaries in the area, sooo it's not very likely we'll go without a car for very long. But who knows?
That's one thing that has been awesome since we crashed: the members' willingness to drive us and be super helpful. We were actually driven to a long-awaited appointment Sunday night that was about 40+ minutes from Kuna. It was SOO good. We had been trying to set up a time that would work for her and that would actually come through. And it finally happened. Her name is Lyla and Miguel is her boyfriend. He speaks only spanish, but she speaks english. So the relief society president came with us and we visited them. When Miguel came in, he didn't want to come sit down with us at first, but Lyla asked him to sit down. He was pretty resistant at first, but we talked to him and told him we just wanted to be his friend. We ended up singing a hymn and testifying. By the end, he was glad to let us come back and was joking around with us and stuff. It was kinda a breakthrough.
One thing I know for sure is that Heavenly Father has a plan for us. There are no coincidences. This week was definitely a testament to that. Whenever we're about to do something awesome, we have a hard morning or hard day or something. Satan knows we're going to do something really monumentous, so he sends his hardest to get us not to. When we push through and bear the storm, we can see the rainbow on the other side. Truly.
I love this gospel and am SO glad I'm here. Missionary work is truly amazing!
Con amor,
Hermana Shirley
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