Hello everyone! This week has been a wonderful week, one full of adjustments. I started off the week at the MTC in Provo and have ended the week in the wonderful city of Santa Rosa California. Traveling here was crazy, but we made it safe and I now have a Trainer for the field and am settling in quite well. My Trainers name is Sister Kempe. She is brilliant and I am so lucky to have her helping me adjust to being on a mission.
This week I've had everything from teaching a first discussions, to non-members wanting to be baptized, to a member visit and dinner. I've handed out so many copies of the Book of Mormon and knocked on many doors. I think the thing that I've struggled with most is knocking on doors. When I first got here I disliked it so much. I knew we were doing it for a good cause, but daylight savings had just hit so it got dark when we went out tracting, I was cold, and we had already gotten so many doors slammed in our faces.
I never thought I would struggle with the disappointment and frustration that came from tracting, but I really did. I talked about it with my companion, trying to see if that would help, and it didn't help in the way I thought it would. So my next step was prayer. As I walked along knocking on doors I prayed with an honest and sincere desire to want to have a better attitude and feeling towards tracting and as soon as I said that prayer, I had a slow feeling of peace and happiness spread throughout me. It felt like someone had lit a candle in my ribcage. (A weird analogy I know, but it really felt like that.) It gave me the courage to keep knocking (even though right after that we got three solid no's).That experience really helped me to see that Heavenly Father really listens and He will help us when we ask for it. I have had so many of these experiences just in the past six days of being out in the field.
I wish I could share with you all every little detail that has happened this week, but me being me didn't write them all down and now I have to go back and write them all down later. whoops. But anyway, my time is running out to write my email and I have to get back to doing the Lord's work! I love you all!
Sister Gibb
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