Last week we fasted for one of our investigators and we felt so sure she was going to get baptized even though she told us no. We set up everything she needed even the interview and she still said no. But really we knew we have put in all that we could have and that we don't carry the blame. It reminds me of how Preach My Gospel talks about how sometimes even if we have exerted all our strength and done all that we can, we experience disappointments BUT those disappointments aren't in ourselves. I think that is really something that applies to all aspects of our lives. It's almost certain that things won't go how we plan but when the maximum effort is there we have a different and distinct disappointment.
Well our investigator didn't get baptized...YET... But we saw the miracles of fasting in so many other ways. More members were willing to visit people with us, we recieved more referrals, we contacted more people, more people accepted the invitation to be baptized, more people committed to come to church.
One day we went to contact a referral and the lady told us that she thought we were gypsies. It's gotta be the skirts!
I know mom that you'll be disappointed with how short this letter is but I don't know what more to say. The only thing new is that I'm sick. Haha and that's really not too interesting.
Much Love,
Hermana Pearson
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