Wow, I cant believe I only have 2 more weeks. Time flew by really fast these past 6 months. It was a great week, though. I'm fighting off the thoughts of coming home...but they still happen. :) Yesterday was my technical 18-month mark. gah. We went to one of our less actives to visit and finally caught her at home. She opened the door, signed "go home." and shut it. You'd think that this wouldn't bother me anymore. Rejection. But it does. It still hurts. I love these people and they won't accept the gospel or blessings into their lives.
I've been teaching one of our Deaf investigators, Molly, for basically my whole mission. She told us the other day that the J-Dubs stopped by. They found her. My heart hurts. She's going to their church on Sunday, but she really trusts us, which is good. We will continue to teach right doctrine and correct any confusing information she may be given and thats all we can do! I was released from my calling of being the exchange sister. That was sad, but I loved it while it lasted. We have too many new sister missionaries to be trained. Everybody is in trios. We had 13 new sisters come in last week and we only have 7 English sisters who can train them. So they each got 2. Wowza. Its wonderful. The mission field should be about half and half now with elders and sisters. This is wonderful news to those of you who understand how amazing Sister missionaries are! haha.
Its been a balmy 72 degrees here in Cali. But honestly, I will enjoy playing in the snow for a bit when I get home. Keep it there a little longer for me, okay?? Elder L. Tom Perry spoke to Northern California yesterday for a big "stake conference." It was awesome. We had it piped in with ASL for the branch. My favorite thing he said was about the new age-change for missionaries. "It caused an EARTHQUAKE at church headquarters!! Instead of the usual 2 apostles needed to do missionary assignments, we've needed 6." WOW! 6 apostles just for assigning out our mission calls! Thats so cool. Mom and Dad will get one of those soon. (right Dad?? *wink wink*)
I've been a bit teary as of late. One day, we were in the car and we started joyfully singing "Called To Serve" and I started crying. yeah...dont think that song will ever be the same. I ate dinner with my recent convert, Anne, and her best friend, Linda, who I am also very close to. We went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant and near the end of it, Linda looked at me and started crying. She thanked me for coming on a mission so that I could be the right missionary to baptize her best friend into the church. That moment alone made my whole mission worth it.
I have lost all my desires to do evil.
p.s. My birthday is in the Old Testament. It was the assigned day that they appointed to kill all the Jews! (Esther 3:13) I laughed during personal study.