Well hello again:]
Even though we did talk just yesterday I guess I'll still throw down some cool stories from the past week as I've heard I've been slacking in that department! Sorry sorry sorry, but like I said, it really is too bad because my mission has never been better!
Over the past week we were able to teach in quite a variety of places . . . from a cat infested house, to a gas station, to a bar, to a trailer, the possibilities are endless here in Montgomery:]
While we were teaching at the gas station a man came up to buy cigarettes, we introduced ourselves and invited him to learn more. He said no, that he already had beliefs, but that we could meet up with his wife! He told us to just swing by her work and talk to her there . . . which ended up being a bar. Hahaha. It was my first time actually sitting at a bar and I got to do it while being a missionary! SWEET!! Well, anyways, Jenna had been meeting with missionaries for a year but when they moved out to this area she lost contact with them! She basically knows everything, just has never had the courage to ask the big question! IS IT TRUE? So we're picking things back up and I'll keep ya posted on how things go:]
We also found ourselves stranded on a far corner of our area one day. We tried calling members, less actives, even investigators but NO ONE could come to save us. We ended up hitchhiking to make our way to dinner:] Haha. . . It's a miracle we haven't been kidnapped out here.
We had a really incredible lesson with MARCUS! He called us from a pay phone and wanted to meet up. He opened up to us about his past and how his mom had beat him as a child. As I sat listening, I just started crying. A lot of the people we talked to this week came from similar backgrounds of mental, physical, and emotional abuse. I truly have come to be so so grateful for the home I was raised in. I think I have taken everything for granted. I've never been scared to come home. I've had THEE most loving parents, I've had the gospel at all times, and I can't express enough how grateful I am for the things that I have been blessed with. Words wouldn't even do it justice so let me just say this . . . I am grateful for the gospel and the blessings that it naturally brings into our lives. I'm so grateful for my parents who have done more for me than I can ever repay. And I am SO grateful for our Savior, who provides healing and comfort through the atonement:]
Gosh, I wish I wasn't soo lazy now a days. My desire to sit and type about all the incredible things that happen during the week has just basically died. Every night this past week I have gone to bed with the spirit burning in my heart. Every night I have gone to bed knowing that I literally have done all that I can to fulfill my purpose as a missionary. I love our Heavenly Father and am so grateful for the blessings that He has been pouring into my life. He truly has placed people in our path and I am SO excited for whatever lies ahead! THE GOSPEL MUST BE SHARED:]
Haha, I love you all and heck really miss you a lot. Smile big, stay strong, and know I'm thinking about you!
Love, Sister Bowden