Ya know...despite the many experiences I have had, I still feel like I am at 9 months. It's been an adventure and a half getting to share the good news with the people.
I can't believe that I got transferred. It still blows my mind. I had to say goodbye to so many people in the High Range ward and Sis Durrant!! I miss you Sis Durrant.
And then all of my favorite missionaries went home. I’ll miss you guys!! I never thought I would get to this point where I am now one of the oldest missionaries in the mission.
We knocked on this lady's door, and her cousin came out. She immediately started to ask questions. "What right do you have to write your own Mormon Bible when we already have the Bible?" Haha we gotta love that question....we bore our testimonies and told her that we love the Bible and the Book of Mormon. They BOTH testify of Christ. She was not convinced, but that's ok. It just wasn't her time. We left on pretty good terms because we actually gave her a hug.
Miracle story: You know the whole thing about "4th floor last door? " We had that kind of moment. We don't tract here but we were out street contacting. It was getting pretty late, but we decided to keep going around and talking to people. We started walking behind this lady (talk about normal and natural) and we talked to her about what we do as missionaries. This lady, named Marisela, immediately loved that and invited us into her home. We planned on just trailering the restoration but ended up teaching her the whole thing. She loved Joseph Smith’s experience and invited us to come back the very next day. Talk about crazy. She was so kind and excited about reading the Book of Mormon.
Its amazing what you can learn in a week.
Personal study has become the highlight of every day. This week I was reading from "The Continuous Atonement" by Brad Wilcox. He has a chapter that is all about 2 Nephi 25:23. He walks you through the scripture with a focus on each of the words. Its inspiring. He has this analogy that goes along with "after all we can do"
"There is a man in a hot desert who sees a fountain at the top of a hill. With great effort. He climbs the hill and receives the life-giving water. What saved him? Was it the climb (his works) or the water (grace)? The answer, of course, is that they are both essential"
Woah. It changed my whole outlook on grace and the meaning behind that phrase. That part of my quad is covered in notes after reading this book. Grace is amazing and makes me want to try harder.
Before I forget, the subject line comes from my first day here in North Valley North. We had dinner with this cute family and their daughter said "sure thing sugarlump." They joked that I was now part of the family because I got called the family nickname: sugarlump.
Remember God loves you
I love you I love you I love you
This is the way
Love Sister Amanda Moser
The Boulette Family
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