Sing All of My Words

What an amazing week!
This week was one absolutely FILLED with miracles. The Spirit of Christ really brought the Christmas miracles. However, because someone forgot to bring her camera cord to the library again, y'all are going to have to wait till next week to see pictures of the fun. Sorry about that....

I'll do my best to describe some of the wonderful times. The following are snapshots from the scattered brain of Sister Szilagyi:

-We were driving to a lesson with rain pouring down around us. We were worried because we weren't going to be able to go inside this man's house to teach a lesson, because we weren't able to get a member to go with us, and no one wants to discuss the Book of Mormon while being soaked. We are about 10 minutes from his place, when we get a text message from him, asking if we can meet him at Starbucks. Thank you Heavenly Father! Crisis averted! And we were able to teach a wonderful lesson.

-We had gone to see a particular women, who wasn't there, and as we were walking back to the car, I felt impressed that we should knock on just two doors, the ones to the left of her house. We did so, and both doors were opened to us. We were able to sing to both of them, and share a Christmas message with them. One of the families even invited us in, told us that they were looking for a church, and gave us pieces of fruit :) It was such a beautiful example to me of following even the smallest promptings.

-We had been struggling with the decision of whether we should go to Book of Mormon class on Tuesday night, or to a member's house for a nativity (she had invited friends from her neighborhood). We ended up going to the class and one of the ladies we have been visiting brought her husband who is not a member, and we ended up being able to have a great discussion and much laughter.

-I was able to Skype with my family! HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY

-We had made some Christmas bags to deliver to people, and we were able to give a small rubber band gun and Christmas treats to a little boy who wasn't getting any presents this year. His face. Pure joy. Before we left his house, he asked us if we could say a prayer with him and if we could read out of "the book" (our scriptures). *melting inside*

-On Christmas day we ate so much food that we thought we were going to explode. By the time we had gotten to our last meal of the day, I was feeling remarkably ill, but Sister Owusu was a total champ and cleaned her plate. She just has so many skills, she's a nice one to have around.

-On Christmas Eve, we went caroling with the other missionaries and were able to bring the Spirit to the hearts of others through song. I desperately wish that it was socially acceptable to sing all of my words...

And a few random side notes:

-All of us missionaries received nerf guns from one family in the ward. The elders received single-shot wimpy guns. We received... well let's just say ours are bigger and badder.

-Evidently I look like Elder Carter's grandma. But as he lovingly put it: "But like, a younger version..."

I hope that your Christmas was fantastic. Mine certainly was. In my personal opinion, nothing beats being a missionary during Christmas time. I love you all so much.

BIG HUG
Sister Szilagyi