Good morning!
I hope everyone had a wonderful Sabbath yesterday. Ours was really good minus the fact that I'm still on for my talk next Sunday.
So, no transfer came for me. I really thought I would be leaving. I am very grateful for the opportunity to continue
the work here in the Liberty 1st ward, along with my rock star companion Sis. Fie'eiki, (despite the fact that I have to talk for 20 minutes next Sunday with a member
from the high council while my companion doesn't).
I'm already freaking out about it; is it obvious?
The only change made was that Sister Juergens was transferred out to Hutch. It’s her first time being a full proselyter. I, along with the other "jail" Sisters
miss her very much.
We had a "goodbye breakfast" on Wednesday and for every missionary in our district going home, the Sisters make up a song. Instead of a song, we Liberty Sisters made up a dance for Elder and Sister Blacker. Has anyone ever seen the Liken Scripture movies? I hadn't until now; they are super entertaining. Anyway, we choreographed a dance to the Nephi movie. We each had a letter on our shirt to spell out Blacker (I was the E). Not to be vain but I must admit we were pretty cool until it actually came down to saying goodbye to them. Those two are amazing. I miss them. (Dad, you need to play Tennis with Elder Blacker. You would actually have some competition.
The work is beginning to slowly move forward. Struggling is part of missionary work. We've gone through a lot these last 11 weeks, but as hard as some days have been,
I do know the Lord is aware. He is there and is blessing us. Sometimes we have to be pulled down so that we can be lifted higher.
I had one of those "higher" moments this past week. I was letting a few of my own inner struggles bother me while on shift last Thursday night. We were an hour away from closing and I was in my own little negative world. A tour came in and it was my turn to take the lead. In that moment, I didn't feel like I was capable of being the person I needed to be for these people, but I took them anyway. Before I entered into the history room I said a little prayer asking my Father in Heaven to help me forget about everything else and just focus on these people. Prayer works! I entered the room and was greeted by two very sweet looking people. They were here on business from Idaho. As we talked, I found they just happen to be Tess Seymour's in-laws. Tess and I were on the same dance team for years.
As we talked I began to feel better, I felt myself softening. The spirit entered and then everything changed. I don't remember anything I said during the next 20 minutes,
but the gentleman grabbed me by the arm before entering the rotunda and gave me a very sweet compliment. I was so thankful in that moment that the Spirit does take over. I knew that what he was feeling hadn't come from me. The couple texted Tess (oh the wonders of technology) while we were in the rotunda and after looking at the phone for a minute, she, (I really wish I would have gotten their names) came running over to me and gave me a genuine hug that will last a life time. All three of us were in tears.
As our tour was ending and I began to bear my testimony, I was speechless. I had so much love for those two
complete strangers, as if I had known them my entire life.
Having that experience gave me a very small realization of how much love our Heavenly Father must have for each and every one of us. That love is eternal. I felt like I had known these two wonderful people before. I was meant to give them that tour at that time. It was exactly what all three of us needed.
Saying goodbye to them was as if I was saying goodbye to my own family. Honestly, trying to describe the Spirit
present during that tour is impossible. It was like nothing
I had ever experienced. It is unforgettable.
I say this all the time, but I don't know how else to put it;
I am eternally grateful to be here on a mission. It has and will continue to change me. I love this Gospel more than I could ever put into words. It is true and real.
Thank you for everything. I love you. Be safe.
Sister Hall
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