We started a new policy in our mission that we aren’t going to check our emails during the week, so that we will be more, disciplined and focused on our work. I have to admit, it’s a little hard sometimes to keep from checking for emails whenever we have wifi, but I have noticed that it keeps me more concentrated, and makes p-days more special.
We had about twice as many people at sacrament this week than there were two weeks ago, apparently. There were closer to 49 I think. Hehe, so Sister Price and I were asked to speak and I stayed up until 2:00 Sunday morning writing mine. They had me go first and I accidentally spoke for 35 minutes, instead of 20….oops. I felt so bad and embarrassed. Sister Price only had time to bear her testimony, and so did the ward mission leader. I spoke on prayer and faith, and I really felt the Spirit supporting me while I was talking, and of course I cried, as always. I told some experiences about our family praying for the farm and the weather to change, and the answers to our prayers that we had. But a lot of people told me it was okay I went overtime, and that they didn’t even realise that it was so long, so I guess that’s good. Everyone said that they felt the Spirit, which was the goal.
The storm hit on Thursday. It wasn’t a super bad storm, the sun was shining almost the whole time in our area, but the wind was really, really strong. The APs sent out a voicemail telling everyone not to ride bikes or else they would probably die. The wind was so strong it literally halfway lifted me off my feet a couple times, and it’s not like I’m a small chicky! It blew Sister Prices name badge off and it took us forever to find it again. A couple of tree blew over and we heard about the woman getting killed in Wolverhampton. It was weird though, because it blew like crazy all day long, and then all the sudden when we were walking home in the evening, it just stopped, and it was all quiet and still.
Wow! Five Wadsworth Missionaries! That’s such a blessing! I sure hope the family is blessed for it. I don’t want any of the blessings for myself, I just want the family to be rewarded for it. (Side note: for this week only there will be five Wadsworth cousins serving missions! One comes home on Friday.)
Stourbridge is okay. Hehe, nothing like Swansea. We’re trying to work hard, but I think last week we spent more time getting lost and finding our way back onto the right path than actually working. It’s exhausting to get lost! One night we were teaching a woman about the Plan of Salvation way out in this far part of Stourbridge and ended late. We got a bus to a town called Dudley which is about a 35/40 minute bus ride from Stourbridge itself, and at 9:30 we realised that the next bus we could get didn’t come for another 20 minutes. Oops…. We had to call the district leader and tell him about our situation, and he helped us find a bus that was slightly earlier and told us to get on it, and then texted us the whole way home. He kept asking if we saw any dodgey people around, and then the zone leaders called us at about 9:45. “Soooo, we hear you’re stuck in Dudley?”
“Well we’re on a bus now, but we won’t be home until about 10:30.”
“Were really sorry about this! We didn’t know we were so far away from town!”
“It’s okay, we understand. Just be safe and don’t do anything risky. If you feel scared or see anyone dodgy, call us or the district leader and we’ll stay on the phone with you until you get home. Maybe you should call him and have them walk you home from the bus station. Just be careful! We’ve lived in you flat before, and it’s not far from the station, but it’s still not exactly safe.”
I was like, whatever, they always over react. Then the district leader texted us again asking if we were scared and if we saw anyone potentially dangerous around us. WHAT THE HECK?!!! I started wondering what they all knew that we didn’t! I guess Birmingham isn’t quite as safe as Wales….
I do love Birmingham though. It’s like any city. It has its good sides and it’s bad, but over all, it’s a nice city.
Oh I forgot to tell you! I got the post card you sent. The West! My goodness, I miss cowboys and Indians. I’m such a country girl, but I don’t care! Sister Price and I have downloaded a whole bunch of videos on gospel library that have to do with farmers and we watch them every night. It’s pretty bad.
I also got the valentines from the kids, and Mary Ann’s necklace. Tell the kids thanks!
I’ve been learning a lot about the Spirit this week. Sister Price and I are very synced. We seem to receive the same promptings at the same time, so it works out really well. We’ve learned that when either of us gets a prompting we ask the other if they felt anything, and nine times out of ten, we’ve both just felt the same thing.
Also, I’ve learned to pay close attention to the very first thought that is in my head when I wake up in the morning, because most of the time it’s a message from God about something I need to know or do.
Also, this is a random request, but whenever you send another package, would you mind sending a little bit of jello? It’s stupid, I know, but they don’t have it there, and I’m the typical Mormon who thinks jello is amazing. 😋
We have interviews with President tomorrow in Harborne! I love interviews! A lot of missionaries don’t like them, but I do😊.