Lessons Learned From My Death Bed
So, this week was a little interesting. I don't have any daily titles, sorry. The weekly one is all you get. My companion legitimately thought I was going to die this week.
On Tuesday we had a Zone Conference. That morning at 5 am, I woke up with a super sharp stomach pain. It was the worst it has ever been. I spent all morning wondering if I would vomit or not. I did right before we left, thinking that would be the end of it and that I felt better. Sadly not. I was in and out of the conference being sick. We went home afterwards and stayed there for the next day. Then I still couldn't eat much on Thursday, but we had two meal appointments (The only time this would ever happen). I ate nibbles. By Friday I was good. That was the worst sickness I have ever had! I was well taken care of though. My companion did things for me that I don't know if I could do for someone. I learned lessons on charity, humility, and patience while I was sick. I also learned to value my missionary work so much more. I love so much to be out working as much as possible. And we have so much work in Pensacola to do.
Friday we visited tons of people. I feel like we had a lot of success with them as well. Saturday was more of the same. We had a few plans fall through, but then an actual investigator called and said we could come over without us even asking! We love her so much. She even came to church for the first time the next day. That is huge for her. Sunday was my week's highlight though.
Church was incredibly edifying. Sister Wood gave an amazing talk on gifts of the spirit. All of the lessons were just so fantastic. Our studies were great afterwards. Our investigator Chrissy was almost sober enough to remember what we talked about. She is really opening up about her relationship with God too! She apparently gets a lot of peace out of Hail Mary's, which in a sense is a good thing for someone questioning if God exists. The icing on the cake is when we went to this woman's house though. She is a mother of a boy who is on a mission as well. He converted to the church and faced a lot of the same situation I did when I converted. He made mistakes and his mom is very upset with his decision to leave on a mission. She let us in though with Brother Nichols, the first counselor of this ward. She was so sweet! We talked about her son, she took a picture of us and sent it to our parents. She said we could come back, but we won't convert her. We can do bible study with her though! This is so great! I feel that there is much I can learn from her. My many prayers and my fast was answered yesterday. I truly know that God will answer all of our prayers in time.
That's this week! Enjoy some fun photos! Thank you all for your uplifting emails! I wish I had more time this week to respond, but I will next week!
Love ya!
-Sister Peterson
