My week! This is probably terribly out of order, but fortunately for me, you won't have any idea(; To start, Sister Thomas and I went to our Book of Mormon class again and read through 2 Nephi 10-11. Somewhere along the way, one of our less active members asked about what happens to those who don't accept Christ, but are good people. And suddenly I was at the chalkboard drawing out the plan of salvation while Sister Thomas was explaining it. It felt like a random turn of subjects, but it was great! Honestly, even if the lesson goes completely off from what we went in trying to teach, if the spirit is still there, it's totally okay. In fact, it's usually the spirit that tells you to go completely off course. It was great though, I could tell the ladies went away with more understanding and peace.
Before our dinner with the Isaacsons, Sister Thomas and I decided to tract around a little bit and knocked on the door of an older man named Jim. Holy cow was he a character. He was the first door we knocked and he answered totally upset with us for even daring to trespass his doorstep. He started "Girls, I can already tell ya you made a mistake by bein here.." At first he was pretty mad at us, telling us how he asked the church not to send us by and how he wants to be taken off whatever list we have. (we apologized, telling him we honestly had no idea and that he was just the first door we knocked) But 45 minutes later, he had walked us around back to show us the pheasants he raises, told us his whole life story, and even cried at one point. Looking back on it, we hardly said a word, but he ended up inviting us back. He said over and over "girls, you can't convert me" when we would begin to testify, but the spirit was working on him somehow, so we'll see where things go with him.
After meeting Jim we talked to another lady who seemed lowkey a little crazy, and totally uninterested, so we headed to the Isaacson's for dinner. Oh my heck was that weird. But I loved itx) I hardly remembered what their house looked like so I was no help to Sister Thomas in trying to find it. It was great to see them again! For Sister Thomas it was like another member family dinner where she didn't really know them super well, but she knew it was kinda odd for me. It's weird to have them here, but fun. Missionary life is weird but fun. Sister Thomas and I have determined that missionary life is just awkward in general.
We got to go to a football game this week! Terrible game, because Jantzen&Adalee's school totally shut the other team out(; I think the final score was 60(ish) to 0 if that tells you anything.. so they did great, but the other team probably had a rough ride home. Sister Thomas and I took it as an opportunity to hand out invites to the Hoe Down our stake had! It was kinda awkward walking around a football game as a missionary, but we kinda just went for it and left after handing out almost all of our invites. We had to head to our dinner appointment.. which was at a member's house...a member who is the mother of EIGHT children. O.o Oh my heck was it a madhouse. Super fun, crazy dinner though, and I now have an even higher respect for the time Grandma B spent raising my mom and her (9) siblings.
That brings me too...the Hoe Down! The whole "Hoe Down" had the following outline- we'd start with a talent hour, just a few acts from the wards. Then line dance instruction, and a church tour for non members who attended. Food would be served throughout. We had a lot of good musical talent, Jantzen being one of them, playing an arrangement of "If You Could Hie to Kolob" on piano! He did great, and following the talent hour they did some line dancing, which was pretty fun to watch. We didn't end up doing a church tour, because no nonmembers came out, but it was a fun time still(:
That about sums up my week! I love and miss you all, have a great week!
Love,
Sister Jensen