Well, this week was my birthday. My present to myself was
going to not tell anybody that it was my birthday, and be the ONLY PERSON in
the ENTIRE COUNTRY that knew it was my birthday. However, on Tuesday, we
actually had the car (we just walk, Westport is quite small) and it was
literally pouring down rain (nothing new - and you don't know rain until you
see Westport rain, seriously). We had a prompting to go see a referral that we
hadn't really got a chance to sit down and talk with yet, only met briefly, and
so we went to go see her. Lots of people park on the grass next to road here,
and we don't drive in westport very often remember, so i followed suit. Then i
felt like we should not be there, so we drove back onto the road. And what did
we do? we completely DEMOLISHED their lawn with the tires of
the car. I felt so horrible, as i was the one driving (PS i think i'm
more privileged as a missionary than i was at home - haven't had a
car to drive in forever). We hoped she was home, because it would have been
1000 times worse coming back the next day after she'd seen it. Anyways, we
knock on the door, and she opens it and is hardout sobbing. She invites us in
immediately and we just give her this massive hug. Turns out she had just had a
family emergency and was a total wreck. We finished her cooking for her, sat
her down in front of the heat pump (it is cold here, fyi) and began talking
with her. He son promptly pulled out a game to play and we all took part in
frivolity :) SHe then asked us how old we were and when our birthdays were...
NOOOO i didn't wan't anyone to know!!! But I couldn't lie.. So i told her my
birthday was in 2 days. She then promptly told us she was going to throw a
fondue party and invite all her friends. what?! yes!! (also, she wasn't mad
about the grass, thank goodness)
We showed up at her house the night of my birthday and she had
balloons and a cake and candles and a happy birthday sign. Remember how we had
really only met her once? This woman was made for relief society, seriously. My
secret wish on my birthday was to speak spanish with someone. I didn't tell
anyone about this, didn't even pray about it. the first guest i met there -
from Chile! Wow, tender mercy!! Every person at the party that we met, we got a
return appointment with. Can't wait to go see them all this week and get them
on the track to eternal life. Who would have thought a birthday party could be
a finding opportunity? Not me!
Well, this week we have seen a bazillion miracles. I love
the Lord, and he is aware of us. Life is good, and this is His work.
love,
Sister Rose
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