2013 is over. Time for a new year! Woohoo!!
Some going-ons here in the Mish in Sunny Southern Cali:
People graffiti silly things, like a stick figure saying hi. So we pose next to
them!
Also, I met a great dane that was just barely shorter than I
am. So of course, I had to have a picture with it as well. Mom, please note,
the birthday skirt is upon me. See? I do wear them!! Hah! Everyone loved
it.
Finally, I was trusted with the knife to cut the b-day cake.
A member bought me a cake! It was vanilla with strawberry filling. Real
Strawberries. Yum.
Let's see. This week was slow. Missionaries hate slow weeks.
We tried really hard to work hard. Nobody was home or wanted us to be in their
home. Annoying.
Don't worry peeps. Salvation can wait until you finish
heating up your sandwich... I'll just tell Jesus that your Cold Cut Combo was
more important than His Salvation... No no. Don't feel rushed... *twitch*
Good times. We met a man who didn't live far from Ernest,
the Stick Figure Man. His name was Herb. Or Sarah. Herb/Sarah is a skinny black
man. We knocked on his door, whilst searching for someone who had actually
requested our presence. Herb was kind and chatted with us. "I knew
Romney!" He told us "Sat with him on the airplane. But then they took
me off. Said I wasn't safe to be on the plane. Do you know why I wasn't
safe?" We looked at each other. Trying to escape without being rude.
"There's a bounty on these hands. THESE HANDS" (He thrust them out
the door at us) "It's true, the Catholic church wants me dead. Because I'm
the missing puzzle piece. I am, and Jesus Christ's Bride is. His Wife. His wife
and I are the missing pieces. The End is coming!" (this guy is nuts. We
thought, as we smiled politely) At this point he decided to tell us about how
people are transformed when they reach a "higher level." (We didn't
smell any pot, but it must have been in his tea..) "I only eat broth and
noodles now, because I've been transformed. Transformed people don't need food
like the rest of you... I've lost 95 lbs because of it! Once. I was a little
girl named Sarah. That's who I REALLY am. Sarah. But I've been transformed. And
so now I'm Herb. But When people are transformed. They're not really man or
woman. But I'm Sarah, a little girl. You just can't see it because I don't want
you to!" He thrust his hands toward me like he was going to cast devils
from my skull. Nope. They're still there. Ha! Instead, he told us all about the
power in his hands, and how the bounty on his hands is nothing compared to the
bounty on his head. Over 2 million dollars. Exciting.
We smiled again. Anxious to get away. So we bid farewell to
our new friend Sarah/Herb and left. We made it to the other side of the complex
before we had to stop because we were laughing so hard.
If you are ever worried that Missionary life is boring...
Don't be. Especially if you are comps with me. We have adventures daily!
One day this week, we went to go do service at a Less
Actives house. We cleaned her house, dishes and vacuuming and stuff. She found
a pumpkin in the house that she didn't want. I offered to make her kitchen
smell delightful by putting it in the oven and letting it explode. She said
no... Wonder why. Instead, we decided that the only reasonable thing to do with
it is to draw ninjas on it and ding-dong ditch it on our ward mission leaders'
door step. Not just the traditional ding-dong ditch. Ding-dong ditch... Ninja
style.
Included were
ninja rolls. Theme music and darting around like we were so cool. I really hope
someone was looking out the door or window and watched us. It was epic. We're
pretty cool. Never a dull day for us!
So for 2013 we had a mission goal of 800 baptisms. In July,
the Mission got split and we lost almost half of our missionaries to other
missions. (Redlands and Carlsbad, I think) yet, even with that fact, we had 786
baptisms! Missed our goal by 14!
This year, for 2014, we have aimed much higher. 1,000. The
Lord is Hastening His work, so that is so obtainable! We're excited to see the
work move quicker, the members work in unity with us. This is a good time to be
a missionary. There is something amazing about watching people change. Watching
people come closer to Jesus Christ. It gives me much more meaning in all that I
do. I hope I don't lose sight of that when I go home. There is nothing more
important than Salvation.
Welp. I think that's about it.
My testimony of the Priesthood grew significantly this week.
We got to go to a baptism last night and they confirmed the two boys right
there. And it hit me, how lucky we are to have the Priesthood again.
Anyway, Love you peeps!
Be good.
Sister Dibe Hall: The littlest Missionary who could
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