Hey everyone!
So we literally can't remember much of what happened this week. I'll
tell you what I do remember :)
On Friday, Sister Corbridge and I went to the urgent care for her- she
has a cyst on her neck that we think is pressing on a nerve because
it's been giving her headaches and a sharp pain down her arm. We were
in the children's waiting room and I was talking about how childrens'
shows are super lame now and I rolled my eyes. She said she couldn't
roll her eyes and I didn't believe her so I tried to teach her how.
She literally can't roll her eyes. Ahahahaha. So we go in to see the
doctor and he starts checking her and whatnot and says 'Well I know
yall are Mormons so you have no chance of being pregnant'. Hahahahaha.
He minored in theology at whatever big important school he went to so
he basically said 'I know more about religion than you all ever will
so don't even try'. lol whatever.
Long story short the nurse came back in and he prescribed her an
antibiotic and we were all joking about what if she was allergic to
the medication because she's allergic to everything else. The next
day, what happens? She's all red and fevery and sick. She's on four
Benadryl for like three or four days so she's tired all the time.
On Saturday we had a lesson with the man with a baptismal date. We'll
call him Don. He is very indoctrinated with the Jehovah's Witnesses.
Like, he's been studying with them for 20 years, he says. But he wants
to be baptized Mormon? I don't know. So we bring our Ward Mission
Leader's daughter with us and, poor girl, it was just such a weird
lesson. He talks nonstop about how wicked the world is and about the
Second Coming/apocalypse and we had to interrupt him to get any word
in edgewise. He'll answer any question except the one you asked. Poor
girl, the last lesson we took her to was to a man who swore he was a
prophet. We'll take her to someone promising someday hahaha.
We went home for lunch and Sister Corbridge was just feeling too sick
to go back out, so we stayed in for the rest of the day. It was later
that evening when she was standing in our closet in the bedroom,
lights off and everything, and I passed by and saw her, and when I
passed the doorway again, the lights were still off and there was no
noise or anything. I definitely thought she was trying to scare me. I
flipped on the light and holy cow she's on the floor in the closet. I
woke her up and called the mission nurse (I'm sure she has memorized
our phone number by now) and she said she would be over in 45 minutes.
In the meantime we were talking to the zone leaders about permission
for things and Sister Corbridge decided she wanted a blessing.
The ZLs were hosting a zone-wide conference call in 30 minutes so I
said 'The other elders are on bikes and you all have the conference
call to conduct, so what should we do?' thinking that they would have
us find someone in the ward to do it. Then, the elder on the phone who
is normally so loud and happy, got very quiet and said 'Sister
Corbridge is much more important than a conference call. We'll be over
in a minute'. Wow. So they're at our apartment in a few minutes' time
(I think I got a glimpse of how it must feel for people to open their
door and see missionaries standing there) and since they can't come
in, they held the door while I set up a chair and brought Sister
Corbridge over. She was a little bit of a sick wreck and I don't think
I've ever seen such faces of compassion on elders, or men in general.
The spirit got stronger by the second as they quietly discussed who
would anoint and who would bless. It was such a peculiar setting- them
standing out in our cold, dark stairwell in suits, us just over the
threshold in our warm apartment. I don't know if I've ever been more
sure that the priesthood was real than in that moment. I couldn't do
much more than just cry. Haha. :)
I think that was the highlight of my week. I don't share spiritual
moments too often, so I figured it was about time. :)
David, our investigator in Pakistan, is doing wonderfully. He says he
know Joseph Smith is a prophet and that the church is true, and on our
second Skype lesson, he introduced us to his parents (after we were
introduced, he says 'I just wanted you both to meet my parents' and
fear struck into our hearts hahaha. I literally was afraid he would
propose in that moment but he immediately brought out his Book of
Mormon and started talking about the church again. Whew) and we taught
his father the restoration! David goes 'you tell my dad what you told
me, and I will show him the Prophet of the Restoration movie'. He's
already a missionary! Hahaha! There are no church buildings in
Pakistan but apparently there are underground LDS groups that you've
gotta scope out. We told David this, and in his funny accent he says,
'I will research that'. He learns everything by researching it out,
he's very good at it.
Oh also we tracted into a member this week. We were looking for a
certain potential investigator and walked up to the wrong house (it
was dark) but decided to knock anyway. This woman was so kind! She so
readily took a pamphlet and gave us her full name and phone number and
she's like 'yes! Come back any time!' And we walked away thinking she
was golden. Well when we were putting her into the iPad, her name came
up and Sister Corbridge goes 'oh NO'. Yep she's a less-active member.
Well at least she's a nice less active and not the kind that tore me
to shreds a few weeks ago hahahaha.
Well that was my week, folks! I can't believe it's November.
Love
Ashley
Before planning one night, we were discussing how weird people look without eyebrows.
knew there were that many seashells to go around? :)
Sister Corbridge's breakdown when we found out our plans
for the day had been deleted. Hahaha :)
for the day had been deleted. Hahaha :)
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