August 13, 2014
My mission is the most fun, rewarding, and exhausting experience of my short 20 year old life. No one told me that your body falls apart on a mission. IE- dark circles around the eyes, hair falling out, an increased ability to store fat cells, untamed cuticles, feet that cannot be restored to their pre-mission form, and there will never be enough hours in a night to get half the energy I need. But, my friends, I can truly testify that the Lord qualifies whom he calls because somehow I make it through every day! Missions are great, especially mine. Why, you may ask? Well here's an example:
Last Friday, we went with Nauvoo On The Road to the Illinois State Fair in Springfield! I have never seen a state fair that big. There was a life-sized, incredibly detailed cow and a woman leading it- made out of butter! And an Abraham Lincoln impersonator who hung around our area a lot (I said, "Abe, how do you feel about having a 25 foot tall statue of you right there?" "Well, little lady, there's something about engraven images... but I didn't engrave it so it's not my problem.") And I bought a ridiculously overpriced deep fried Snickers bar. So worth it. We really were doing missionary work, I promise. ;) We were let loose for about 30 minutes to roam the fair (which we didn't even cover 1/4 of it) in our pioneer dresses to see the things and talk to people. We came across this woman, a state worker, who struck up a conversation with us, and mid-conversation she goes, "I have Tourette's and it hasn't happened to me once while talking to you two. I just feel very calm and comfortable talking to you guys." We weren't allowed to proselyte at the State Fair so I didn't know the lines of bringing up the gospel but what she was feeling was the Spirit! It actually surprised me a little. Here we are, carrying flyers from other booths, in pioneer dresses, chatting it up about deep fried Snickers, and she's feeling the Spirit already!! It was quite amazing.
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