This week we have been exhausted. That means it must be the end of the cycle. We've been so busy! I went on two splits since last week and I feel like the last seven days flew by!
We had investigators at church!!! Finally!!!! The WHOLE Garcia family came :) it was awesome. We had a lesson with them on Saturday with the elders and it was so cool. They all admitted that prayer and church makes them feel better.
This is going to be so short. I'm really sorry. I have ADHD today I swear. Here is my favorite miracle this week though. But first we have to reminisce. A few weeks ago we were on our way home, we take the train from 125 to 137, so it's a really short ride. I sat by this guy with a Zara's bag so I asked him where it was (just to start a conversation.. We get desperate here) he told me and then he told me that he works at Saks on 5th avenue and I died a little inside. Then the train got to our stop and we got off and went our separate ways.
So Saturday night we were at the same station and we got on the train and there he was! He nodded so I waved and then when we got off the train he was waiting to talk to us. I was pumped. I asked him about his day and then he asked if we do missionary work all the time and I said yes... And then he said "I have to be honest with you.. I was baptized as a Mormon when I was younger" I about died! We went our separate ways before I could say anything else to him... But he lives near to us so hopefully we see him soon!
My next favorite miracle happened on my split with Hazelton. We went to visit Carmen, who is an investigator I found while I was on a split with sister Roberts. When we knocked on her door she was on the phone, and then she told us she didn't know English... So sister Roberts says the one Spanish line she knows and then stands there so I muster up my gift of tongues (which I don't have) and we got her phone number so Spanish missionaries could go back. And now she wants to get baptized!!!!
We walked into her apartment and I told Hazleton to tell her that I knocked on her door the first time and she just said thank you, thank you!! We taught her tithing (and by we I mean Hazleton because I really don't speak Spanish) and then we asked her to pray. She said no and then I asked her to pray so I could see how much she has grown and she prayed the most beautiful prayer! She prayed for the strength to quit smoking and get baptized and she thanked her father in Heaven for the missionaries who knocked on her door. I almost cried! The gospel really does change lives if we let it.
It's amazing how God has all of these amazing gifts for us.. We just have to accept them. As soon as we do we are so much happier, I don't know why it takes us so long to see it. It's so easy to get a little prideful and think we have it all figured out... That's when we stop relying on help from God and start relying on our own knowledge... And then we are miserable. :)
I'm so grateful I was raised with the gospel in my life because I can't imagine the person I'd be without it! I love you all :) see you next week!
-sister Toone
Ps, this is my favorite thing to study lately:
"Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man. We say that people are proud of being rich, or clever, or good-looking, but they are not. They are proud of being richer, cleverer, or better-looking than others. If every one else became equally rich, or clever, or good-looking there would be nothing to be proud about. It is the comparison that makes you proud:
the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition has gone, pride has gone.”
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