Literally. Don’t worry, it isn’t because I’ve committed a huge sin or anything. Instead I committed a huge wipeout during morning exercise when I was running. Now, I’ve done a lot of wipe outs in my time, as anyone who knows me knows all too well, and this definitely wasn’t the best, but it was sure good. I was going at a nice fast pace and lo and behold, a brick was sticking up in the sidewalk and my foot decided it wanted to kiss it. Both my knees hit the pavement HARD, both my palms, one of my elbows, I rolled, and slid into a wall, all in about two and a half seconds. My knees are very, shall we say, purple, and ain’t no way I’m falling asleep saying my prayers no more! I’m in too much pain! Haha, it was probably a blessing from Heavenly Father to help me get more out of my prayers. And also to realise what a sacrifice it is to pray, because man, it’s painful! 😉
Also, help! I don’t know how many people this week have gasped when I’ve told them I’m from America, and then go, “You don’t have an American accent at all!” 😳 Oh dear. Another lady this week glanced at my name badge and instantly asked which part of Yorkshire I was from. Haha! I told her Sheffield, and she totally believed me, until I told her I was actually from America, and the she told me I didn’t sound American once again. My poor native Nevada won’t recognise me when I get home! 😭 I am quite determined not to turn into a Brit, as lovely as they are.
This week we were basically sick two days out of the seven. I think something someone fed me on Tuesday didn’t sit right because for the next day and a half I walked around like and airhead totally delirious from the effects it gave me. And then Sister Siri got it as well! Sad times, but we still saw miracles anyways. We found a nice lady from Sicily who answered her door when we were tracting and invited us in, fed us juice and Italian chocolate, and let us teach her about families. We are seeing her again tonight.
I haven’t had another driving lesson this week. I was able to move my actual test forward to the 25 of August in Bridgend, and the zone leaders are planning their exchanges with the Bridgend elders around it so that I can use their car, so I’d better not fail! I’m going to get them to let me use it to practice parallel parking and backing around corners and other things they ask you to do on the test, just so I can get some extra practice in. They mission only pays for 2 lessons, so I’m taking another one on the day of the test in Bridgend, because apparently there are two roundabouts there that are really hard to get around, and people fail there all the time because they’ve never practiced through the roundabouts before.
We got soaked on Tuesday evening and my shoes are just barely dry today. And last night I had a craving to bake something and I ended up making cinnamon rolls, which I can’t eat all of because there’s a lot. I’m sharing today at p-day though, so hopefully they get all eaten. I’ve lost a lot of weight here already, and I don’t want to put it back on before I come home, haha.
Sister Siri-ek almost got killed on her bike this week. I always tell her that she can’t just follow me on the bike because it might be safe for me to cross the road at that moment, but it might not be for her because she’s several seconds behind me. Well, she tried to cross the road right after me without looking and ALMOST got nailed by a car that was coming from behind. The only reason she was saved was because a guy on the sidewalk saw what she was about to do, so he yelled at her, and that made her stop, lucky for her.
Oh yeah, the flower garden was *Paul Bettridge’s. He’s a legend in our ward.
Well there’s not much else to say about this week folks. I’m just so grateful for the opportunity God has given us all to be here in this earth, to have our bodies, and to be able to learn and grow and progress. I’m so grateful that He loves us so much that He gave us this Gospel to lead us Home. I’m grateful that He provided for our mistakes and shortcomings by giving His Son as a Saviour for us, so that we could overcome hell, and so that we can overcome death through the resurrection. I’m grateful that He never leaves us alone on this earth, and that He’s given us His Holy Spirit to be with us always.
I’m grateful for the priesthood, and especially the sealing power that makes it possible for us all to be together forever. I love my family so much that it tends to hurt sometimes, and if I couldn’t be with you all forever it would hurt a lot more. I love you all so much!
Sister Wadsworth ❤️
*We received an email with a couple of pictures this week from Brother Bettridge. This is what he said, “Hello Sis. Wadsworth Mom, as you can see Sis. Wadsworth is helping us in the garden deadheading all the flowers for us so it will bring new growth. Thank you for sending her to Cardiff, Wales. She has a wonderful Testimony and is so enthusiastic. We are grateful for her hard work and dedication. Wishing you many blessings, Paul Bettridge”