So much has happened and I'm not good at telling stories but basically there's lots of tracting (which, btw, is it called tracting or tracking? - my companion and I aren't sure) and lots of reactivating those sheep who were once of Christ's fold but now are lost and need to be re-found. So, while every missionary imagines baptizing like the sons of Mosiah in Helaman 5, sometimes we have to trust that the Lord puts us where we need to be and just get to work doing His will and forgetting our own. 😊
So, this week we've been working a lot with a less-active members who struggle to live all of the standards that Heavenly Father has commanded, and- in my opinion- it's interesting to see that they pretty much always still associate themselves with the church (even if it's been decades since they've last stepped foot into a church building) because they still have that testimony and witness that this is the true gospel of Jesus Christ restored to the earth in this dispensation. For example, Sis. Abbott and I were tracting in two different areas this past week (we try to meet and share the gospel with at least 10 new people everyday) and found two different women whose stories were very similar, as they both knew the lds church was true, still used terms like "we" and everything when referring to it (because they still feel a part of it, as it's never too late to come back and they both acknowledged that) and basically only stopped going because they struggle to keep all of God's commandments and things that He asks us to do. But it was cool to see that, although they weren't active in the church anymore, they still held their testimonies dear to their heart and respected Christ's church and I thought it was sweet.
We also knocked on a door last night that a guy named Ben and four of his young daughters (he said that he and his wife have 6 kids and only one is a boy) answered, and as we shared our testimonies of Christ with them he said that they weren't interested in joining our church (they are strong in their other Christian church, which you can tell, because they were very Christian, and at first I even thought they were lds) but that he respected our church and appreciated that we give our time spreading the message about Christ to everyone and thanked us for it! So, we invited him to go to the Meridian temple open house (people always accept that invitation, because it doesn't sound like too big of a commitment and their curiosity of what a temple looks like inside usually kicks in) and maybe they will. Then, as we walked to the next door his daughters (the oldest was maybe seven) were watching us from their driveway and their mom was like, "Is that what you're going to do when you grow up? Are you going to tell everyone about Jesus?," and their daughters were all excited to be missionaries for Christ and it was the most unexpected but sweet experience ever! Tracting is the best because you never know what'll be behind every door (but I find that 99.9% of the time- at least here in Middleton- it's a dog; everyone here has dogs).
We also meet a lot of other people while tracting, too, but I like to share the best experiences and not dwell on the others (but the weird/funny ones I write down in my journal so when I get home I can share them when there's more time).
P.S. Sister Seibach (my MTC teacher) wasn't lying when she said your mission is basically taking your most awkward moments in life and multiplying that by every day you're out here. People are crazy! But it's funny/great/cool to see how different all of Heavenly Father's children truly are. 😸
Missions are great and I hope everyone gets an opportunity to serve one or do something like it at least once in their life! Sincerely think about it,
Sister Wilcox 🤗 Me and my companion
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