This has been such a heavy week. I think about how heavy it was and it boggles my mind how so much good and so much struggle can happen all at once.
Here are a couple stories from my week:
1. I literally cannot drive in DC. Before I came here I was an expert driver. I literally spent an hour on the downtown DC freeways getting lost and being frightened when cars honk (which makes me turn onto the wrong road). That same day everything was just hard. It was actually supposed to be a fun day! We had a couple service things lined up and I saw a lot of people I am fond of! Nothing horrible necessarily happened, I was just so stressed, that everything I did after that was difficult, because I felt inadequate, and I felt like I was wasting God’s time because of my mistakes. There is this booklet called "Adjusting to missionary life" they give you to help you out when you are stressed. I am very very stubborn, and I told myself I will never have to use that book!!
I used it. That night I went straight to the freezer then straight to my desk. I read from it and ate a whole pint, all 985 calories, of my Haagen-Daz mint chip ice cream while deep breathing and singing a calming church song in my mind.
2. The next day, is a day you would think would be difficult. We had a funeral for an elderly church member, Crystal Bailey. I was in her neighborhood Sister Meacham’s first night in the mission. I had a thought to see her, but waived it away. I am so sad I didn’t see her…
But even though, that day was so joyful!! I was so impressed by the love that was there. I said gave a few remarks and afterward, Sister Meacham and I were debating whether we should spent our time going out and finding people to teach or spending time with Sister Bailey’s family. We prayed and both felt we should stay. The Spirit that they felt was undeniable, and they left feeling edified and uplifted by the Spirit. We even heard someone even joked in the parking lot, "Lance, you thinking about converting to the Mormon church???"
Soon, my lovelies…. soooon.
I was so warm in my heart with the love the Father has for all His children, even if they are not of the faith. He loves them –
He loves you even, oh so dearly..
Now let’s throw in a funny story (which is probably more funny to me than it is to you honestly)
Something funny that happened was when we were filming a short video clip describing our area, we went behind my desk, sitting on the floor because the lighting was the best. You can see me in the beginning of the video looking down at my stash of snacks and thinking "I really want a banana chip".
A few seconds later you see Sister Meacham look down with her mouth gaping slightly open because she’s never seen my snack stash before.
We both pointed it out later on and it was great. 🙂
Something I’ve been seeing everywhere this week is OBEDIENCE.
I am struggling in being obedient, not because I don’t want to be but because of my own flaws (refer back to DC driving… also refer back to me always running late even before the mission).
I know my weaknesses and I am striving to do better. At some points during this week I’ve been down on myself because we weren’t able to teach as many people as we usually can. I know that as I strive to do my best to be obedient, Christ makes up the rest. Whether I get lost driving or I decide it would be more beneficial to stay put and cultivate a seed with someone rather than busting out and trying to talk to everyone, Christ makes up the difference and Heavenly Father knows my efforts.
I know that to be exactly obedient, we must be obedient in numbers. My companion and I must be obedient together – if one of us is not and the other is, we will not be balanced and we will fall.
In Alma 53 in the Book of Mormon, the Army of Helaman is made up of 2000 men who are the sons of many men who became righteous and kept their covenants with God. Because they were obedient to God, and their fathers were obedient to God, they were able to fight and overcome their enemies.
I know there is power in being obedient
This is the first law of heaven. May we all strive our best to be obedient to God, I know we will be SO blessed for it!!!
Love, Sister Dalisay