July 15, 2013
MY FIRST BAPTISM!
I keep joking that now that I've had a baptism, I can go home now. Don't think my fellow missionaries like that much, but I just laugh and throw myself back into looking through.
Now that all the baptism is over, I'm so excited for Richard. My heart pounded watching him in the fount with the Elder's Quorum president, Brother Howard. I learned a few tricks to help with my next baptism, too, so hopefully the planning will be even easier. It was so much fun calling him "Brother" after his confirmation on Sunday in sacrament meeting. Elder Capron did the confirmation and pronouncing the gift of the Holy Ghost. He was nervous and stuttered a bit, but his words were precious and it was even better that we was able to do that. Yesterday Sister McGrath and I spoke with our ward missionary leader about how to teach him from this point on. Not too much was nailed down, but it was good to discuss what we needed to do so we could understand together how much more the ward really needs to get involved as we teach him the "after baptism" lessons.
There were a lot of people at his baptism, a little too many people in my opinion. We had several families come, including new families, but half the audience was missionaries. Of course this would make sense to have Sister McGrath and I there because it was our baptism, and the elders in our district because they had the keys for the building, and the missionaries from the Bossier District had parts in the baptism program, had investigators come, and 2 of them had helped teach Richard. The others just wanted to come to a baptism.
Last week we had exchanges with the Sister Training Leaders. It was great!!!! The Sister Training Leaders (STLs) are a new calling for sisters that set them somewhere between zone leader and an assistant to the president. The ones for our area are Sister Johnson (my grandma!), Sister Mapu, and Sister Chai (see photos). First off, we still had Sister Cox and Sister Tebbs with us so we had 7 sisters in the apartment last Wednesday night when the STL! It was fun, dividing and conquering the floor space with air-mattresses. I was able to make breakfast for everyone (french toast) and the next night it was just the 5 of us. I loved hosting all these sisters and being able to cook for them. Thursday Sister Chai joined me in Thirsty Thursday. We tracted for an hour and between doors, would talk about my feelings and her mission and I was able to feel better about myself and my missionary worth. I really hope I'll be able to go on exchanges or see her often, because in that one morning I felt like she became one of my best friends. Then in the afternoon, we visited with a less-active lady and then she joined me in a trip to Bossier to meet Ty Cunningham. I am very grateful how patient Sister Chai was, she truly showed me kindness that day.
I am doing well. It was really hard the last week, but something happened on Thursday and suddenly I started clicking with things: the work, procedure, joy in the journey. Sister McGrath shared with me a little notebook she has for writing down the funny bits of her day to shared with her family. Then she gave me a booklet and invited me to do the same. This idea has been presented to me in the past but the way she talked to me made me feel so much better and open to it. And I have been doing it since Friday!
My favorite parts of the last few days were:
Friday:
"Talk to 2 strangers: Sis. Ulrich, Bro Asper". I'm trying to get better at talking to people I don't know. I figure if I start at church then it'll be easier in the world. Sister Ulrich has been in the ward for a while but I haven't gained enough guts to speak to her. She was so glad that during the baptism I came up to her, and I felt proud that I had too. Then I spoke to Brother Aspear in the hallway and found out he just moved his family from Glendale, AZ! And he said he wanted to move back. It made me happy to talk to someone who loved Arizona even though he was raised in Utah.
Saturday:
"Day in Mooringsport." We spent the whole day in Mooringsport, starting with Brother Williams, previously Ward Missionary Leader, and reviewed with him a list of in actives we were planning on seeing who lived in Mooringsport. He recommended which ones had moved and which might except visits, then went and saw our usual people including Richard, Anita Bell and her family, and a promising new investigator. Also since Brother Williams lives out on Latex Road (the state boarder) we stopped and let her take her "Texas" pictures.
"Dinner Date with Sister McGrath (aka boy talk)." You might be surprised, but sister missionaries love talking about boys. Sister McGrath has a boyfriend on a mission in Argentina right now and so during dinner at home, we talked about him and my little dating experience, how funny.
"Sweet Corn." Brother Williams wouldn't let us let without taking some sweet corn with us. It was so good, didn't have to be coked, didn't need butter or salt. Hmmm. However, it got so seriously stuck in my teeth I had to floss several times that night.
"Sister McGrath stepped on a dead mouse." People have pets, pets want to make their humans are taken care of. One member has outdoor cats that made sure she ate her mice. Unfortunately, Sister McGrath stepped on it because she realized the present was there.
Sunday:
"I feel part of the Ward at last!" I don't know what changed, but as we sat in sacrament meeting and watched people arriving late to church, I could only smile with love seeing that they made it, no matter that they were late. And even better I knew people's names as I looked around. I was so happy and I finally feel part of these people. I kind of hope that I'll be able to stay here for one more transfer so I can celebrate my birthday with everyone here. I'm excited to be 22 because I'll have left the "affected by the age change" crowd!
"Fed by the Simpsons, the Browns, the Thayers, and the Ericksons." We got over fed Sunday. We had a late lunch at the Simpsons, then visited the Brown's and we're given delicious cornbread, then had a dinner appointment with the Thayer's, and while visting the Erickson's so we could talk with Brother Kitley (Sister Erickson's dad) were given ice cream pie and popcorn. Too much....
"I'm an arsonist." Candles were introduced into the apartment by my last companions, I love their smell and the peace of watching the flickering flame. However, I've taken up lighting little pieces of paper and quickly putting them out while waiting for my companion on the phone and so such. But last night I wasn't thinking and lit a larger piece of paper that didn't blow out as easily as the small pieces I usually light. It scared me. I won't be lighting anything anymore.
Our poor elders have had their car taken away form them all transfer because Sister Cox and Sister Tebbs' new car hasn't come in yet. They've been biking and walking and breaking down on their bikes and getting heat stroke and all manner of unfunness in the humidity and heat. We picked them up for dinner twice. Its funny driving with them in the back seat. But I feel good that I can take care of my fellow missionaries and don't mind that it uses our miles. Hopefully the new cars come in soon!
Sister McGrath says I've been impressing her with my "professionalism" (in speech) I guess you could say. But to me I see nothing different, its just who I am. So its weird getting compliments, because I'm so used to doing the things I do, I don't understand how others find them worthy of attention. We are praying for new investigators this week, we'll certainly be "thirsty". In fact we rode our bikes to the library today 1) to save miles and 2) because its only 3 miles round trip and there is a Family Dollar across the street.
We rodes our bikes to the library this morning since its only 1.5 miles from us. Wish us luck that we'll be able to keep heat stroke far from us! I asked President what the chances were for losing the helmet. Sweaty + blond doesn't look good... I don't think my chances are high....
I leave you with a quote by President Monson: "The future is as bright as your faith."
I love y'all,
"Lucky" Sister Stewart