Well, to start out, I must say, THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST EVENTFUL WEEK OF MY LIFE.
Okayokayokay. So. Awesome lesson with an investigator on Monday! We taught her son on Wednesday, and he told us he wants to be baptized! Not really sure how we're going to approach this, but okay!
Also we went inside a crypt on Monday. No big deal.
Also on Monday, we were walking down the road, and there's this old guy sitting, measuring stuff on the grass. So we ask him if he needed help and he goes, "No...but we're planting trees tomorrow morning if you want to help with that!" So we thought, eh....why not!
We go the next morning to the meeting place....and the news crew shows up. They're interviewing the old guy we had talked to previously, then he points at us and says, "Here. Talk to them, too. They're volunteers all the way from Utah and Arizona!"
The news anchor turns to us and says, "....and you guys came all the way out here to plant trees?"
"No.....I'm a missionary!" I said, as if it was the logical answer. So she interviews us, and let me tell you. I could talk about missionary work all day. Trees? I've got nothing. So my answers were pretty lame.
After they interviewed me, another worker came up to the news anchor and said, "You interviewed the mayor, didn't you?"
"Yeah, he told me to interview these girls, too."
Sister R and I looked at each other.
....that old guy is the mayor of Owego?
Yup. We're totally buddy buddy with the mayor now.
Perks of being in a small town I guess.
But anyway.
Sister R and I were assigned three trees to plant, and when we showed up to one, the news team shows up again! They pull out their cameras and are like, "We're gonna film you while doing this."
I pick up my shovel, put it on the dirt....then realized I've never dug a hole in my life.
So glad they're documenting this.
Then I thought, "Oh! One of our members was making fun of the elders previous to us because he was doing a really bad job at digging a hole and he said he didn't step on the shovel! I've seen people step on the shovel in movies! I can TOTALLY dig a hole!"
And I DID! And the HOLE time (haha--I'm so funny) they filmed us! Including mine and Sister R's bickering over where to put the pile of dirt, and if the hole was deep enough. So great.
The next morning we walk downstairs, and the owner of the antique shop below us runs out and shouts, "GIRLS! GIRLS! I SAW YOU ON THE NEWS! YOU GUYS WERE ON THERE FOR LIKE, 1O MINUTES!"
We've heard from MULTIPLE people that they saw us on the news! Apparently the anchors couldn't find any other tree diggers and used our footage for the whole time. So we're pretty much famous. I guess it's online! Binghamton News, I think either channel 16 or 12. It's called rooting community or something.
Look it up cause I can't :'(
[I think this is what she was talking about -- you don't hear her, but it's fun to see her!
Rooted in the community]
We also went on exchanges this week. And oh. my. gosh. Miracles were just being THROWN UP all over the place! I was in Vestal with Sister G, and we went to try a referral that she had tried MULTIPLE times before, but no one was ever home. So we decided to try it, and this woman answers! Right away she starts talking to us, then right away asks, "So where's y'alls church at?" Um. What! She agreed to take the lessons, and Sister G told me yesterday that the first lesson with her went really well and she's liking everything! As we walked away from her house I said to Sister G, "So...does that happen all the time with you guys?" "No!"
Then we were walking to go visit a less active member's house, when this guy walks by us and stares at us. So we say Hello and ask how he's doing and says, "Good....you girls church folks?" "Yes!" He gives us his number and starts talking to us about the church. Then he says, "Haha, it's funny. Yesterday I prayed to God to help me know how to be closer to Him....then you girls cross my path! Call me Sunday to remind me to come to church, okay?" Sister G said he didn't come....but he hopefully will in the future! :D We also visited with a less active member, and the lesson was SOOOOO good! The member we brought (who related a lot to her) did most of the talking. After, the less active woman was really quiet then said, "So....church is at ten....right?"
Skadoosh.
Now with transfers coming up, Sister R and I did a lot of time saying our goodbyes to people. We called up the lady with the donkeys and asked if we could come for a lesson and take pictures with her donkeys. She was super, super excited about it. We go over to her house, and help her take the donkeys out and tie them up so we can get a picture with all three of them.
Now here's what I discovered: Donkeys like attention. When donkey's AREN'T getting your attention, they push on you.
I wasn't giving them enough attention.
Two of them were shoving their noses against me, and the third was pushing the owner INTO me.
Have you ever had three beastly animals crowding around you and pushing you against a trailer?
I thought I was gonna die.
I ran away.
Now let's get to Friday.
We were walking down to visit our investigator (her last visit before her baptism) when this 30ish-year-old guy steps out in front of us and shouts, "WOAH! YOU LADIES ARE BEEEEEAUTIFUL!"
So he runs up to us and we say, "Thank you."
Then he points at me and says, "Especially YOU! You are BEAUTIFUL!"
".....Thank you...."
"What are you guys? Church people?"
"Oh, yeah we're---."
"I'LL COME TO CHURCH IF YOU GUYS WILL BE THERE!"
"Well....we will be!"
"Alright! what time is it at?!"
"9:30."
"Well if you give me your number I'll come!"
"..........we can give you the church address!"
"Okay!"
So Sister R writes down the address and gives it to him then I said, "So...what's your name?"
He tells us.
"Oh it's nice to meet you." And I stick out my hand for a handshake.
"I'm not a hand shaker I'm a hugger!"
So the man hugged me.
I think it's been so long since I've hugged a man I've forgotten how to.
So. Uncomfortable.
Oh and he didn't come to church.
Now for the moment you've all be waiting for: Transfers.
We were sitting in a restaurant when our calls came. Quickly we ran outside and the Zone Leader says, "All right....who do you want to know first?"
"Us!"
"You can't know where you're going first."
"DUMB. Fine, the Elders!"
"Elder J is staying and Elder F is going to Herkamer."
:''''''''''''''''''(
RIP Elder F. I'm gonna miss ma little Elder F.
So then I said, "Okay where are we going?"
"Okay, you ready?"
"Yes."
"You sure?"
"YES."
He does this every transfer. So annoying.
"Hold onto your socks, okay? You're both staying."
.............."WHAT?"
"I KNOW!"
"BUT IT'S BEEN FOUR TRANSFERS!"
"I KNOW!"
"THIS NEVER HAPPENS!"
"I KNOW! You must be doing SOMETHING right!"
Or something horrifically wrong that president is like, "Ah man. Don't wanna spread these two around."
Joke.
So Sister R and I will be in Owego another six weeks! Cra cra.
Don't know who the new Elder coming in is, but apparently he speaks and writes fluent Elvish. I had to promise Elder J I wouldn't make fun of him.
And I won't!
But Mama Cox might.
Then the BAPTISM!!! It went SOOOO well! We had a lot more people than we thought would show up come! She was so excited and happy. Right as she sat down she turned to me and was like, "Oh wow I feel a difference already!!"
I was so happy! And so was she! Everything went really well and she only had to get dunked once! We hoped things go more smoothly than the last baptism. I sure do love her!
Welp. Church is true, y'all. Hope these next six weeks bring great success!
Hurrah For Israel.
Sista Stimpson.