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.
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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