My favorites,
Oh, do I have stuff to tell you. In missionary life, 4 days of
experience is like 100 days of experience. I'm telling ya. My hand cramps all
the time because the journal writing goes on and on and on. Good news is, there
will never be a short supply of stories and experiences (: Speaking of stories
and experiences we had lots. This entire week was all about people telling us
that there were "many paths one God". My testimony grew that it is
REALLY important to read the scriptures, because that is not what Jesus Christ
taught. I know that God created a plan and that plan is centered on his Son,
Jesus Christ.
So, on a real note. I TOATLLY forgot to write a weekly email. My
B. Here is Sister Wevers take on the week (she let me borrow this)
So, on Saturday evening, it was around 8
pm, the last hour in which we proselytize, we decided to start off by trying
this former investigator, and see if we could potentially start teaching them
again. Before we even make it to their house I trip and fall on the ground, and
scratch up my knee for probably the first time in my mission (that is a
blessing). We then go and try this former, and he wasn't interested, a normal
occurrence as a missionary, but what made this experience unique was the fact
that he started trying to have an argument with us about Marijuana, and trying
to support his argument that Marijuana is basically a gift from God, and that
there is a scripture about how God created herbs for the use of man, and that
everyone who says Marijuana is bad is a liar, that it can cure cancer, etc. We
both decided that there was better uses of our time, but it was just the most
ridiculous thing. We then go to try a potential investigator and we go up to
the door to knock on it, and they have these huge windows and of course we
accidentally end up seeing them making out, and so now I'm traumatized for
life. To end off that night, we also ended up meeting our mission president's
wife's hair dresser, so small world.
Then yesterday we had a lesson with one of our
investigators, a twelve year old boy who is the son of a less active man we
found, and we were teaching the law of fasting. We teach it and we asked the
member who was with us about how fasting has blessed her life, so she tells her
story, and a little background information in the situation is that the dad and
son we are teaching have these two roommates who are not interested in learning
about the Gospel at all, and have never participated in our discussions before.
One of the roommates was there playing video games and after the member shared
her experience, he starts saying all this stuff about how fasting is a higher
level thing, and that you have to be really careful about what you fast about
because things can happen and how it opens your "third eye". Overall
it just randomly turned into this thing in which he told us he believes in
magic, and that he casts spells, and he even started to say some inappropriate
things, in front of two twelve year old boys.... so yep that was just
interesting to say the least.
Kid you not-funniest week EVER. This week I learned that the
book of Mormon is FOR ME AND MY LIFE. The people are just like me. They have
problems JUST LIKE MINE. I love it(:
Y'all be good(: Remember I love you! Happy Mother’s Day.
Still love my calling(:
--
Sister
Justina Campbell
West
Virginia Charleston Mission
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