It's crazy how crazy the world is getting. And interesting to note that people are turning to God in their time of need. In this time of need for rain. Then in a week when the fires stop, they'll stop praying and go back to blaming, not believing or shunning those who do pray every day. It's really sad. But I think I've cracked the code for that. It reminds me of the email I sent for Christmas...I think I sent it. About recognizing Jesus Christ??? Maybe I didn't whoops but maybe I did I don't remember aaggghahaaaa. BUT if not, I really think people just don't know what Jesus Christ did for them. Dying, suffering. Because if you knew that, you'd tell yourself to cut it out right?
Interestingly enough, sometimes people still don't care. Even when we pour our hearts out. We still get doors slammed, people that swear ar us or people that circle us with their cars trying to be intimidating. Really quite weird the lengths people go to seem superior to God. Who by the way, is and always will be the mighty God, superior to all. So it's kinda hysterical. But still pulls the heartstrings that people would go to some lengths just to piss us off. But, who are they really trying to aggravate? Who knows. But because you all know the secret sauce (accepting Jesus Christ) you won't drive circles around missionaries who are trying to share their small testimonies right???
Along with those crazy interactions with humans this week, I had an interesting interaction with my Heavenly Father this week. I was feeling SO down and SO sad because no one wanted to talk to us and we had a Baptism date drop. We were so confused and Satan just dug his nails into my skin. So rude. One of the missionaries here, Elder Kirby offered us blessings of comfort. Now I'm one to say, "I'm fine, I can do it" I hate asking for help because I much rather shake it off and try again. Unfortunately, I lost that battle, but it was really good. Because I was able to realize that I can be sad and not okay and still be strong. In our weakest times, we become a beacon to the Lord. During my Priesthood blessing, I asked the question in my head "How do I know this is from God?" And not three seconds later, the same line that appears in my Patriarchal blessing I received two and a half years earlier, was said. And I knew, right then that Elder Kirby, was called of God. And that the Priesthood truly has been restored to the earth and can bless our lives IF we let it.
I encourage all those who are around the priesthood to ask for a blessing. And those who have the priesthood, be aware of those around you and seek guidance for who might need one. Elder Kirby didn't know the internal struggles I was having OR that someone tried to spit on us that day but he gave me comfort and the answers that I needed to continue on it faith.
It's really crazy to me that being a missionary builds and tests your faith to the max. Being a missionary is the epitome of "You live and you learn" but it's all so worth it at the end of the day.
I love you all and promise that when you turn to God he will answer your prayers. Even if you don't want to admit you need help or comfort...it's okay! Because it's just sitting there, waiting to be given to you. Just ask. It's hard I know. But it will be a BLESSING ;-)
We got rained on a lot this week so the prayers are working but don't stop them. Aussie needs that extra help right now.
Stay safe and hug a coworker. Seems weird but it's fun hahahaha.
I LOVE YOU HEAPS AND THE GOSPEL IS TRUE
Sister Lockhart
Also I ATE THIS FISH AND IT WAS DELICIOUS. If you know the subject line we can be friends hehehe
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