We had a pretty exciting week. My old companion went home. I got a new companion, Hermana Boss. Now the names in our apartment are Pace, Boss, Fish, and Chow. It's pretty great.
So, this week was pretty cold. But that's ok, because at 8:40 on Saturday night, riding home in 34 degree wind, I found myself.
This was Saturday: breakfast/lunch with Suzie (breakfast for her, lunch for us), mini district meeting with the elders as we tried to figure out what we would say on Sunday at Branch conference, singing practice, then dinner. Then, we stopped by all four people we were planning on visiting. They all looked out the little peephole, then didn't answer. So we stayed in that area knocking doors, waiting for our 8:00 lesson. But then we got a text canceling that lesson. So it was 6:00, freezing cold, and I was not particularly happy. It was so cold that I almost crashed my bike because my fingers wouldn't move to hit the brakes. My companion said, "Let's just say a specific prayer that someone gives us hot chocolate. Specific prayers are always answered!" I was like, "Haha, yeah sure. That would be nice." So we made our agreement of how long we would stay knocking and shivered our way through it.
On the way home, I got up the hill through sheer willpower. It started with trying to remember scriptures about missionary work. They it became a loud pep talk in my head. "I have been called to preach the gospel by a prophet of the living God! I am a representative of the Lord Jesus Christ. I am of the covenant people. I am one of the only two people in this area that has the authority to invite people to be baptized. I cannot be stopped by cold or hills or bikes or wind. I am unconquerable!"
So we made it home. A few minutes later, the other Hermanas knocked on the door and handed us each a cup of hot chocolate. We had to yell in excitement for a few minutes about prayers being. It was beautiful.
So that was our week. Hard things, blessings, and revelation. I know that the Church is true. I know that God cares about us and answers prayers, even when they have no real eternal significance. Sometimes I want to yell it from the mountains and the rooftops.
Faith + action = power
Have a good week!