Not too much to tell this week. Just share little tidbits.
Monday night we were driving to go visit some people and we passed this lady and her son sitting on the curb. We both had the feeling that we should stop and talk, but of course, it takes me forever to determine what is me and what is the spirit, so we kept driving. Just as we turned the corner, I parked the car and said we needed to go talk to her. She, Amee, was really nice, and gave us her number without even asking. Apparently her ex-husband is atheist and her and her son have been discussing it all week, so it was cool to talk to them. Even if anything didn't happen, it was a neat experience with the spirit and listening/following it.
Wednesday we spent all day in the mountains. We tried to get the Zone Leaders to switch us and let us have their truck, but the APs said the Elder Hollingsworth (the car guy) would probably kill them for sending a brand new truck into the mountains. HELLO! That is what a truck is for. So we were driving around the rainy mountains in our little Corolla. Poor Dieter had a hard time with those hills, he spent almost the whole time in 2nd gear. We got to visit a sweet older woman who is the only member in her family. Before this day, so many things happened that would have kept us from going into the mountains. We went anyway and it was a good thing we did. She really needed it. She told us how she had been feeling like she didn't belong in her family because she is the only member. And then the week before she was sitting in Relief society and everyone was talking with each other, but no one was talking with her and she thought, "I don't fit in at home and I don't fit in at church either." And that was when I stopped to talk with her. She said it meant so much to her. This Sunday, she thanked us so much for coming; in her words we left a glow in her house, that we just sprinkled fairy dust all around. I was so glad that it helped her. She is the sweetest lady. It was really a testimony to me to look around for those people who are on the outskirts and to reach out to them.
We went to a few other houses, but on the way to our last one, our gps got us lost. So we were lost in the mountains with no cell service. Don't worry, we are honorary boy scouts. We had walking shoes, a blanket, a flashlight, food, water, all sorts of stuff. We were prepared. But we got home eventually, 2 hours late for dinner. It was so cool though to drive through all of the low hanging clouds! I love it up there.
Friday, Sister Migao had her doctor's appointment. We got some pills to help her sleep, but for the past two days they haven't worked. So we will see. We had a meeting with our ward mission leader and our bishop later that night. It finally went well. We were able to address many of our concerns and they listened when we said what to do with a recent convert, which was a blessing. So that is thankfully getting better. Ward council and mission correlation went surprisingly better this week.
Saturday we had a trainer's meeting in Aurora. It was fun to be out there because I got to see a lot of old friends. As we were leaving, we went to help people who were carrying stuff in. Once we got inside, we realized Sister Migao knew them. It was her cousin! Well second cousin, but apparently they don't pay attention to things like that. So we stayed and helped them set up for a while because they were behind schedule for setting up for a bridal shower. Then she saw her aunt and other people she was related to. Apparently all Polynesian people are related somehow.
I forgot to tell you last week, official missionary stamp was issued. I got peed on by a dog. Yep, that's right. Apparently whenever he is nervous or excited he pees. He was leaning against my leg and just started going. Oh fun times.
Yesterday my hair was in a bun and I had a lock of hair that kept falling out. I was leaning down talking to a little girl and she kept trying to push it back, but it wouldn't stay. So finally, she put both her hands right on top and smoothed my hair back on both sides while telling me, "Someday, I'll be five.....and that day is in two days." With all seriousness! It was so funny and so precious.
But I think that is all I have to share. We are moving this week. Sad to leave the Scott's but it will be fun at our new house. Love you all, talk to you next week.
Love, Sister Grossman