November 19th

You hear missionaries say all the time "It's hard having doors slammed in your face". Psh whatever, people don't actually do that. BUT THIS TIME IT DID! We go up to a door and a woman answers and I go:

"Hi ma'am! We're missionaries and we go around sharing messages about Jesus Christ--" (this usually gets people because Texas loves Jesus)

"Thanks." and she literally slammed the door. I think before my mission that would've hurt my feel-bads but there's something about being a missionary that makes rude people hilarious.

Sister Nelson and I were planning one night (we plan every minute of the next day the night before) and we both felt like we should go to this certain street. That next evening, we had taught THREE lessons and gotten THREE new investigators within about ten houses. The spirit is real, the church is true.

We were tracting a cul-de-sac one night when I saw this cute little black and white cat. He would be rolling on the ground, pretending like he wanted me to pet him, until I got to be about three feet away, then he would get up and sprint. The cycle happened several times. Sister Nelson finally caught him and gave him to me and the cat started throwing a fit. Whatever, cat. I held on for a minute then let him go. After that, he would just follow us everywhere. He sat on each driveway while we went up to the doors. I named him Bojangles.

Okay I feel like all my stories come from tracting. Anyway. We knock on a door and a man comes out and we're talking to him about how we have a living prophet. He goes "No. Prophets stopped with Jesus." And by the end of the conversation, he's like "Yeah! We need a prophet nowadays!" And we're going back to teach him soon. :)

One last tracting story! We knocked on the first house on the street and a man in his 50s answers. We're talking casually and after a little while, I introduce myself (that's usually how it goes- introductions in the middle or end) and when I put out my hand for him to shake it, he keeps his hand behind his back and says "Sorry, gotta be safe when people come to your door" and in that moment I realized he had a gun behind his back. HOLY COW. Yeah , so good thing we got on his good side. :) He later put it down and showed us his garden. He's a gun-carrying horticulturist... only in Texas.

This is Sister Checkett's bathroom. Texas represent!!

My Halloween packages!

                                                                                  A cute black cat

All the goodies I got for Halloween!

November 11th

My friend who I hired to update my blog for me is falling behind on the posts. So today there will be 2 posts, the first (this one) from November 11th, and the second from November 19th. Also, please note the change in my mailing address! Write me!

Something cool I learned recently! So, in 1 Nephi 13:40, it's Nephi having that vision. The verse describes the purpose of the Book of Mormon! The purposes are: 

1- To establish the truth of the Bible

2- Fill in the "plain and precious" things that were lost from the apostasy

3- To testify that Jesus is the Christ.

Cool right?!

A couple weeks ago we saw a street with a few brick mailboxes completely destroyed. Like, to smithereens. (a car had run them over. the story varies between a distracted driver and a diabetic who passed out) I suggested that we go to those houses and offer service to fix their mailboxes. Lo and behold, the first door we knock on is a woman named Ruth. She has fraternal twin one-year-old girls. Guess who lives four houses down? A woman in our ward who has fraternal twin one-year-old twin girls! What! So we tell them about each other and this week we brought Sister Checketts (the woman in our ward) to Ruth's house to help them get to know each other. We taught kind of the first lesson but I decided to forgo reciting the First Vision because, hello, there were four screaming one year olds there. It was quite the play date.

This week we also met with a real member referral! A REAL one! Usually our member referrals are "my neighbors are Baptist, go talk to them". This one was "my friend is interested in the Book of Mormon and she wants to meet with the missionaries". AHHH! So we did and she (her name is Beatrice) is great! She is totally going to read it, pray about it, and come to church. Those are the three signs of a truly progressing investigator.

Also this week we got to meet with someone who we never ever get to. His name is Matthew. He loves everything that we teach him, he just never has time to meet with us. 

And one last person- Tracy. She has a long story, but to make it short she's had a rough life. We were talking to her on her driveway for a while but she shooed us away before her husband got home because "he would be too happy to see me talking to missionaries". hahaha. 

Adios, amigos!

~ Sister Munro

Story Time!

Howdy y'all!

(They actually say that here. I still can't get over it.)

I think most of this update will be stories.

#1 We knocked on a door and a woman answered. 

"Hi ma'am!"

"..."

"How are you?"

"..." (looking terrified)

"Is everything okay?"

"..." (slowly shutting the door)

"Well here's a card... go on mormon.org..."

"..."

"Have a good day..."

"..."

"Bye."

and she shuts the door and I walked away from officially the most awkward door approach ever. hahahaha. 

#2 On the same street, we knocked on a door and it took a little while, but we heard someone fumbling with the lock. I think it took a full 45 seconds for the person to open the door. It was a little old (she'll be 90 in December) black woman who immediately said "come on in, ladies, I'm just working on a project". Okay! hahaha it's not very often that we get invited in immediately. We helped her put together a desk drawer that had broken. The desk belonged to her father (so probably a 150 year old desk!). She was the funniest 90 year old I've ever met and she loves us! After talking for a little while she goes "I wanna go to y'alls church! After I get my new teeth of course." She's getting dentures soon and wants to look good for church. :) So she'll probably come to church with us later in November or December. We taught her the first lesson (the restoration- aka the losing of the priesthood, Joseph Smith, the Book of Mormon) and because she's a bit hard of hearing, I had to yell the First Vision for her. That was interesting :)

#3 We're teaching an 8 year old (her parents are not members, but her step dad is) the fourth lesson (commandments) and we get to the last commandment, which is obeying the law of the land. We ask, "Khloe, what country do we live in?" She goes, "Texas." hahahahaha. Texas pride.

#4 I got TWO packages for Halloween. TWO! One was from my mom and one from my aunt Cheryl (thank you!!). The only problem was, my companion and I had resolved to eat healthy just a few days before. Guess what was in the packages? A stash of my favorite candies like you would not believe. So our diet will start later. :)

More stories next time! I always run out of computer time. :)

But one more thing. I'm starting a project where I take pictures with any animal that lets me catch it, which usually is cats. I have a total of 11 pictures now! 9 of them are cats, two are dogs. It's a lot of fun. :)