Tuesday, 6 August 2013

To my famaleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (July 22, 2013)

Sometimes you just wanna give the windshield a good-ole high five. 
With your forehead. 
*Cue brakes slamming.*
(shout out to mah main man Everything is Illuminated.......and Sister Christenot

The greatest day of my life was when we were eating at a members home and the wife was telling us about how her husband was trying to show off at the gym and next thing you know, he's high fiving the ground.....with his face. 

So yeah, big deal! So what! He was trying to do a handstand push up and sometimes your mind is just way stronger than your arms. 

And that's basically my week. 

Just high-fivin around town like it ain't no thang. 

FIRST lets begin with the literal high-fives. 
-Salvation Army.......need I say more? Ok I will.
Dennis. 
He is a small man who shaves his head and wears a diamond ring. Because he is TAKEN. 

By the Manican out in his shopping cart.
Not.lying. 
Sometimes he brings his wife in....sometimes its just her legs.........sometimes just her head. Just depends on what part of her he's in a fight with. 

YEAH TELL ME YOU DO NOT LOVE THIS MAN. 

Oh yeah and he calls me "baby" like every day.....which isn't weird because he also calls the Elders that too.............#somanyhugeeyes 

Walks in-asking EVERYONE to undo a knot in a pair of basketball shorts he somehow had acquired....no one...no one.....I'm like yeah, my arms are really strong, so are my fingers, GIVE ME THE SHORTS. gloves are off. So confident......

TIGHTEST KNOT IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD. 

but literally SWEATING 17 minutes later.........knot is undone. #17miraclesthrowbackthursday

--high fives all around--A FEW HUGS---more high fives--

NEXT: 
We had this miracle tracting. 
Bit off more than we could chew. 
Ended up tsunami of a disaster. 

Phase 1: tracting. no success.. little girl comes RUNNING after us like angel from the sky appeared out of NO where, "I like your skirt--wait who are you? I LOVE church and i want to go! I'm 11 and i'm soooooooo cute and please can I go?" <-----all of a sudden it hits me OMG THIS IS SAGE CROOK RE-INCARNATED IN KANSAS!! So my heart melts and I'm like YES come to church, lets talk to your mom. 

Phase 2: come back a few days later. Long story short being drug from one house to the next getting more and more kids inviting more and more families til literally I'm like "wait...church count: like 1200???" 
Ok there were 4 kids BUT STILL. 
All the families like "wow- we need something like this in our life!" JUST OUT OF MY MIND EXCITED GETTING PERMISSION LEFT AND RIGHT. 
then the last family.........................."do you believe in the gift of tongues?" 
NO. 
"oh...............well it says it in the Bible?" 
Yeah....like we interpret it like missionaries can speak Korean and stuff.....
#palmfacehighfive 
WHAT. worst answer in the history of the church. BUT they still agreed to come. And they were the best family 

PHASE INCEPTION 1: 3 weeks ago I met this family talking to another potential investigator who works at the hospital who we are OBSESSED WITH so awesome..........except he might be in jail.............AND I REMEMBERED IT AND BROUGHT IT UP? and they TOTALLY trusted me after that because I knew Neil?????????????????? serious whatthewhat. 

Ok Phase 4: My arms are feeling like SO SO STRONG I'm like yeah 700 handstand pushups, because we now have TWELVE investigators planning to come to church, TWELVE. I'm on top of the world, we pull up to the houses............
no kids ready.....................frantically doing childrens hair now?? 
Throwing them in seats...buckling........frantic....late for Church................drive away (member is driving not THAT many rules broken...) 
REALIZE PARENTS ARE NOT THERE. Didn't come. swindled us into babysitting? 
Felt ok about it because felt SO bad for these children, super rough family situation (except golden family) so i'm like forget it- we're going to church! 

.........................totally EXHAUSTED, sweating, hair pulled every which way, and 700 rules broken LATER....took them home. 
Learned our lesson. 
NEVER bringing children to church again, without parents, like the white handbook says. 
#palmfacehighfive 

Lastly, miracle. 
HQ referral (NEVER get those, and we do, usually a joke.) Melissa. 
show up ready to be attacked by a million dogs and told to go away (oh ye of little faith) 
Leave basically crying with joy because the woman REQUESTED HERSELF and her husband is SO less active he's not even on the roll?? and with a return appointment. 

Had one of the best first lessons EVER, MY testimony was strengthened probably more than hers, she is searching for the Church to raise her 14 month old daughter in, so we brought a member with children similar ages, GOLDEN, so many comments that just hit it home, COMMITTED TO BAPTISM!!? 

High five with the Lord. 

LOVE YOU ALLL! Hope your weeks have been FULL OF HIGH FIVES. 
(reminds me of the time on Wednesday at Salvation.......one man who loves to hug me...and is never wearing a shirt....waiting outside for us to leave (4 elders, 4 sisters);
handshake, handshake, handshake, handshake, HUG????? handshake, handshake, handshake..........Elders now walking him away praying with him......#blessings 

-Sister Murray 

SHOUTOUTS: 
crap next week. I forgot my list. 

PIC: 
if you dont love them, you crazy

jk thats my god child named JORDYN 

love THESE ones.

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