heres my companions email hahaha
The Full story of Deborah and Me-now.
Deborah and the Pitbulls
Summary for the Lazies: Deborah
owns three massive Pitbulls, who attack everyone who walks on their property,
Unless, you drive up in their truck. One time her son got attacked by the
dogs because he didn't come in the truck. 2 years ago the missionaries
came straight up to their front door and the dogs came up and licked their
hands. The second time we didnt know where to study and just sat next to
their house, on their property, and Deborah saw us and yelled at us because her
dogs should have attacked us. God definitely saved us from some gnarly
scars and helped share the gospel to a family who now is set for baptism.
Deborah has a son named Floyd
Side Note: His mom, Deborah always calls
him "apostasie", because he is annoying LOL)
Floyd was up at their garden house and he saw these Sister
Missionaries walk straight past the gate and up to his house. The sisters
were oblivious to the fact that there were 3 massive attack dogs on the
property, which came bounding up and starting licking their hands. This
actually scared Floyd because his dogs are evil and they have even attacked him
before. But somehow these sisters were just fine being there. When
they share their message, he decides to start taking the lessons. It gets
to the point where he decides to get married and baptized, but last minute
doesn't follow through.
Fast forward to 10 weeks ago, Soeur
Durrant and I didnt know where to study so we walked up into the jungle area of
our sector and sat down on this road next to a house. We studied
"Talking to Everyone" in PMG. Low and Behold a lady walks up
and starts chewing us out for being on her property. She tells us that
she has these massive dogs who always attack people and she is surprised that
nobody had told us about the dogs on our way over here, because everyone knows
and stays away. Sr. Durrant and I just kind of have our dumb
apologetic faces on, and Sr Durrant will feel guilty if she walks away from
this lady without trying to share the gospel so she trys, and we barely even up
set up another time to talk about church stuff. The first lesson, and the
ones following, with Deborah was awesome, and we started the lessons with her
daughter, then Me-Now. Deborah feared for us american girls doing lessons
with her tough tahitian husband, so we brought our Ward Mission Leader, and
granted he did talk for the whole 2 hour lessons about crazy theories he
has. But the next lesson he humbly listened to our message, and two nights
ago bore a powerful testimony of Joseph Smith. This burly Tahtian man who
found Christ in prison, who never wanted to say an un memorized prayer, who
didn't want to hear anything outside of the bible, humbled himself and is
preparing for his baptism in August and the priesthood to baptize Deborah.
We talked to Deborah this week and she
said she still can't believe that her dogs didn't attack us when we were being
dumb missionaries studying on her property. But she does know that she
has a friend, who is mormon. And during that time, she had prayed to find
a way to go to the Mormon church. Well and there we were the next day,
her answer just squatting on her property.
The lessons started, standing next to her truck, where she
wasnt sure if what we were sharing with her was true. And now she
welcomes us into her home, with everything all set up for the lessons, she
feeds often when we come (Tahitian love is through food), and one night we left
with sweaters her husband bought in Hong Kong. It isn't anything we
really ate or took home that matters, but it is so clear how this woman and her
family have changed, and how they recieve the Lord's message.
And yes, we started teaching Floyd again
haha. Or "apostasie"
Soon- So our adorable, military, RLDS ami Soon hasn't told
her LDS return missionary boyfriend that she decided to get baptized, buttt he
proposed anyways. It is so clear, in this sector how the Lord answers
prayers. Soon took the lessons with the missionaries for several months
and followed through with all the invitations, but never wanted to
change. When she had a cousin die because of drinking, and became
aquainted with this RM guy, she decided she really wanted to know what God
wanted for her. So what did she do? She remembered the last
engagement the missionaries gave her, pulled out le Livre de Mormon and read
Moroni 10. and prayed with real desire. Everything else that has happened
after that, including a proposal, her parents accepting her decision to join the
church, and her texting us to schedule her baptism all by herself, are thanks
to her broken heart and real intent. Because she doesn't pray and leave
it at that. She prays, she listens, and then she acts. And we get
to watch and help (not much though), this person come unto our Savior. I
love it.
We also had personal prayers answered this week as ward
problems lessen.
I am so thankful that God lets us be apart of his work, and
that he doesn't fix everyone's problems alone. Seeing these people change,
and trying to be worthy of his spirit, changes me also. As we ask people
to repent and change, I realize how important it is that I am doing that
too. This gospel is in the process of healing the world.
Love you champs! Haere i mua!
Sr Spencer
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