Mom made her send a selfie because she didn't send any other pictures
Hello and Happy Monday
Citizens of my mass email list. I trust you all had a safe and fun week. Things
are going well here in the city of Saco with your friendly neighborhood Sister
Missionaries. Sister Mann and I have decided we are actually super heroes, with
Sister Mann and Sister Wright being our regular missionary identity. Our super
hero missionary identities are really Sisterman and Choose the Wright, bringers
of justice and mercy! Out saving souls, one copy of the Book of Mormon at a
time. With the guidance of President B.L.A.I.R. (Acronym undecided yet) and the
services of their vehicle S.A.L.L.E. (Salvation through Atoning Love and Life
Eternal) which looks like your standard Toyota Corolla, nothing can stop them
from sharing God's message!
But in all honesty, the work is picking up here
since the switch. We got the Elder's old area and we're going through
potentials we only had phone numbers for and called a man that looked
promising. He answered, we explained who we were, and then asked if there was a
time we could see him this week to share more of our message. He said sure but
that later in the week wouldn't work, but he could meet that evening. We, being
super sisters, said we could meet him that evening at the church because we
would be there anyway for family history class and called a member to be there
too. The coolest part was when we were getting to know him he asked why we
called him because we had just called him after he had prayed for some sort of
strength to overcome the everyday. SO COOL! We have since seen him again at the
church with members but he didn't make it to church because he wasn't feeling
well. But he will press forward!
Honestly, besides that, we continued to just
missionary, well really SUPER missionary, throughout the week. We watered
flowers for Heart of Biddeford for the last time this week. Sorry everyone! But
the swap made this have to happen. I'll miss watering the flowers too but it will
really be better for everyone. The food pantry we now serve at in Old Orchard
gave us enough food to live through the apocalypse. Slight hyperbole but they
honestly were so excited to give us food.
Saturday we had a more random adventure happen to
us. So Saturday before lunch we decided to spend time in Old Orchard Beach, but
the part that is all rental and beach homes, not the party-time beachy area.
Because it was earlier in the day so everyone was either sleeping or at the
beach, plus the overcastness, it was pretty quiet, but everyone we did catch
was pretty nice. We stopped by the last name we had planned before lunch and on
our way to the car we see a woman in sunglasses coming our way (I will now tell
the rest of the adventure in epic superhero fashion because it's honestly that
crazy): Sisterman and Choose the Wright approached the woman and asked her how she
was doing. The woman than took off her sunglasses and enthusiastically
responded: "IZZY?!" Perplexed by this woman's response, the super
sisters assumed she didn't understand their original question and continued to
greet her. After a minute she then understood we weren't the Izzy she had
thought we were. This didn't deter the woman's enthusiasm and we asked her if
she knew Christ. She, with the same zeal, proclaimed that she did and told us
that she wasn't interested in reading the Book of Mormon, for she had tried before
to read its contents but decided it was "too much paper". Still passionate
about of message, however, she gave us the name and address of a nearby friend
of hers and we assumed that was the end of our interaction with her. She boldly
asked if we, being friends in Christ, would walk with her to her friend's place
of employment who she was going to visit, so she wouldn't be lonely. Choose the
Wright was leery of the request but consented, rationalizing that it was
probably one of the nearby shops the sisters had just recently passed, and if things
got too sketchy they could leave. The woman then guided them through a public
park (which was full of tourists) down the way until they reached the busiest
part of Old Orchard Beach, Old Orchard Beach Road, filled with tourist shops
and restaurants to fulfill any tourist's needs like fried food and ice cream,
all the while asking the girls questions about their beliefs, hopes, and dreams
and asking the sisters to preach to her friend when they got there. Realizing that
being ensnared in the tourist trap was almost as scary as any hole-in-the-wall
this woman could have taken them, they reached the woman's friend's shop, a
small T-Shirt shop off the beach. Choose the Wright had to act fast and told
the shop owner (who didn't seem that close of friends with the woman) that they
needed to go. The woman was disappointed but undeterred in her faith. Sure
enough, the sisters were on their way back to their car, a journey that was now
a lot longer considering they had just walked a mile in the opposite direction.
So that was crazy weird.
I'll end the email this week with a crazy cool
story though. So we have some members in the ward that speak mostly French,
which is a language Sister Mann and I have the same level of understanding
with, which is about 3%. But we were having a lesson with these members (they
are sisters) and we asked them, in slow English, how having a knowledge of God
being their loving Heavenly Father has blessed them. There was an awkward pause
at first but then one of the sisters spoke up, sharing with us her testimony. The
craziest part though was she was speaking with what I perceived no accent at
all. No struggling or fumbling through the language. I don't want to assume
that the gift of speaking and interpretation of tongues was there but it was by
far the coolest experience because with all basic English, we were all able to
discuss our Heavenly Father's love for us. And that's really what a testimony
is, simple words with extraordinary feeling. It was such an experience.
But that was another epic week with Sisterman and
Choose the Wright. I love and miss you all and hope you have an awesome
upcoming week!
Love,
Sister Wright
Oh and Congratulations to my
trainer, formerly Sister Banda, now
Sister Barton! I hope you enjoyed
Arizoner!
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