Monday, August 8, 2016

Week 7: A Little Fall of Rain

     This week was a roller coaster of emotions. It started out with a trip to the zoo! Sister Bird hasn't been feeling great but she desperately wanted to see elephants so we went with our Zone to the Point Defiance Zoo. It was way fun, and all these little kids came and gave us high-fives because we're missionaries and they thought that was so cool! Unfortunately that exhausted Sister Bird, so we wound up having to stay in for the rest of the day.
     Tuesday was a plethora of doctor's appointments trying to figure out what is wrong with Sister Bird! She's been having migraines like no other, and no one can figure out what is wrong with her! Which is super sad!
     Wednesday we cleaned a chain smoker's house. She is trying to quit and wanted us to clean her walls so she wouldn't have that smell as a temptation anymore. To be honest I have no idea how the awful smell of nicotine and smoke would be a temptation, but to each their own. We cleaned and cleaned, but the it hardly got better, and Sister Bird and I smelled like chain smokers by the end. We still had to be out the rest of the day, but we couldn't go teach people while we smelled like smokers!
     Thursday was the best! The Colvins, the Senior couple in charge of vehicles, took us out to lunch for having the cleanest car of all of the three zones in Tacoma, it was awesome! And one of my favorite missionaries came out knocking with us! Sister Larsen from my MTC district came with us because her comp was going to the temple with a recent convert. I was so happy to see her!
    The week pretty much went downhill from there. All of our appointments canceled on Friday, we had to find ways to fill our time. And on Saturday we planned our day around going to see the stake's production of Fiddler on the Roof. The stipulation for going was that we took an investigator who is on date for baptism with us, and our investigator Ann was totally down to come with us. But 15 minutes before we had to leave she called us and told us she was sicker than sick and there was no way she could come. So our whole afternoon fell through the cracks... We blew through our list of people to visit because no one was home and we were stumped.
    That's about when the clouds rolled in and it started to rain for two days straight. It basically summed up what was going on in my life. But it reminded me of a song from Les Miserables, I don't know all the words but there are a few lines that came to mind "A little fall of rain, can hardly hurt me now, and rain will make the flowers grow." As a young orphan named Annie says, "the sun will come out tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun!" Even though things sometimes seem like they'll never get better, they will. Rainy days make things ready to grow, and the sun always comes back eventually!
   I hope you all have a fantastic week!
    All my Love,

    Sister Megan Monson
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