Yet another week of missionary
has flown by. I can't believe I've only been in Rhode Island for a week
and a half! It feels like I've been here for ages. In a good way.
But so much has happened! We have so much work to do we can't even cram
it all into our schedules. We have to schedule things like 2 weeks in
advance. #sopopular. I feel super blessed to be a missionary here in
Scituate.
... And also I feel super exhausted. Sister Bailey
and I have had multiple delusional laughing fits this week - it's the
best way to deal with stress and exhaustion. I think it might have
something to do with the fact that we started riding BIKES. Hahaha, it's
a hoot. Two teenage girls in skirts riding all over the New England
hills. In helmets. With a basket full of scriptures. We look so adorable
that some people have felt the need to yell encouraging phrases out
their windows to us, such as, "Nice helmets!" and "Lose the skirts!"
They're just jealous that we pull it off so well. I did have to invest
in a seat cushion, because I soon discovered that bike seats are like
the opposite of comfortable.
This week I had the realization that a lot of people
think missionary work is really easy. They're just like, "Call this
person. Go over there. Knock on the door. Baptize them. It's not that
difficult." And we're like, "Uh, what do you think we've been doing?!"
Basically all the answers with missionary work are simple, but rarely
are they easy. Does that make sense?
But oh man, when things work out, it's amazing. This
week we had so many people tell us that right before we appeared in
their lives, they had prayed to God for a change or a light or a new
path. And then when we show up, they're all nervous to tell us this like
we are going to think they are insane. If only they knew that it's kind
of our norm. Isn't that crazy? Miracles and signs are my norm these
days. I love being a missionary.
This next week will be a week of land mark dates -
20 years old and my 5 month mark! Yuck. Time. Ick. These may be the last
words I type as a teenager. #soancient. All I would ask for my birthday
is for everyone to find an opportunity to share the gospel this
Thursday. That's right, challenge thrown down. I expect reports of you
all being a sign from God in someone's life next week.
I LOVE YOU ALL!
Sister Gledhill
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