MY PEOPLE!!!
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We have a big day today. The Temple Square sisters are putting on a concert in the Assembly Hall tonight. I am but a simple choir member but I get to stand in the front row so that's almost like a solo right? My companion, Sister Vach is accompanying a few numbers and she's playing a really intense 8 hand piano peice. She only has two hands but 3 other sisters are joining her. The concert should be good because there is so much talent in our mission. I think the prep for ths concert has taken too much missionary time so I'm pretty sure this will be a one time deal but maybe the prophet will come. Probably not.
My MTC homies, Sister Elliott and Sister Reynders are in charge of putting together a pump up video for General Conference and they casted me and Sister Nixon to play the part of Rocky Balboa. Duh nuh nuh... ... ... nuh nuh nuh... In the wee hours of yesterday morning, Sister Nixon and I got all dressed up in our missionary skirts and running shoes to dance around Temple Square while punching the air. We had way too much fun filming. It reminded me of the good ole Brookridge Horror days. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll get a copy of the final product to add to my film portfolio.
I love being a leader in the mission. I feel like being a district leader is the hard job and being a zone leader is the fun job so let's hope I get to stay this way at least for another transfer. We had a zone leader council yesterday to go over preperations for the busyness of summer. I have a lot to say and I want to help make this mission even more effective so I love being able to be a voice for my people. Serving in California and coming back with more work to do at Temple Square has helped me see the bigger picture of what our mission can accomplish. And that big picture gives me so much more drive. I love this mission.
We taught our amazing investigator, Ashely the other day. Sister Vach and I are trying to ween her off of us so that she will feel comfortable and confident with the local elders. She's made a lot of friends at Church and she's already adapted to the Mormon vocab. I almost died on the phone yesterday when she said, "Heck yeah, darn that lucifer!" She rocks. She reads her scriptures everyday and often texts us about what she understood from her study and how she's going to apply it to her life.
We took a tour earlier this week with a couple from... somewhere in the US of A and I forgot how ignorant people can be. Is that rude to say? I said it so there's no going back. The wife of the little family was talking to me and my companion like we were aliens. I have felt that many times at Temple Square but this is the first since being back from my Californian vacation. Maybe she still thinks the Church practices poligamy. She was so curious about what it was like to grow up Mormon. My companion told her that it's like any other childhood except we knew we were children of God and that effected us. I testified about how much I hated seminary but did it anyway and how I chose to have higher standards than the average High school Joe.
I love mormon.org chat. We found an amazing girl (we're pretty sure she's a girl) on chat this week who wants to read the Book of Mormon real bad. We taught her a little bit about it and she talked about how she doesn't want ot be a Jehovah's Witness anymore but she can't denounce it I guess officially util she turns 21. This made us nervous because we can't teach anyone younger than 18 without parental permission. She told us she was 17 and then our hearts broke a little because we knew we couldn't keep teaching her or hook her up with local missionaries. Buuuuuut her birthday is today! (Though she can't celebrate it) So we have an appointment with her over the phone tomorrow morning to teach her the restoration. One of our less cool chat visitors asked, "What do I do if something like a bee is in pain? Do I kill it or do I just leave it alone?" That was a real person with a real concern for bees.
Yesterday I went on exchanges with my friend, Sister Crookston. We just had 40 minutes of square time before we had to go home so we were excited to find someone to teach on the square. We walked passed the tabernacle where there was a long line of people waiting to listen to Motab. We felt so uncomfortable walking past the people. For some reason, it just seemed like they were looking us up and down and we said hi to a bunch but only got scary faces in return. We past the huge line and talked about how intimidating they were but also about how ridiculous it was that we were still afraid to talk to people. We talked through our fears and knew that we needed to be better missionaries by talking to everyone. We compared the huge line to a general conference huge line except I have more adrenaline going come conference time and these people yesterday were freaky. So, we built up our courage and went back to the tabernacle. I was outwardly relieved to see that the line disappeared into the tabernacle but then we saw a man who was so obviously looking for someone. We made quick small talk with him and he asked us what we do at Temple Square. He had just barely told us that he is interested to learn about our beliefs when his two daughters came to take him into the concert. Sister Crookston was bidding him farewell but I jumped at the chance to say, "Hey! This isn't all we do at Temple square. We talk to people on the phone and answer their questions about the Church." I ran the risk of looking like I was hitting on him in front of his teenage daughters but I asked him for his number and he delightedly gave it. Wow. Seriously? This is what happens when you face your fears and Heavenly Father's on your side. I don't know if this man will get baptized but Imma try to get him there. It would have been such a shame if Sister Crookston and I didn't open our scardy-cat mouths.
PEACE!
SISTER KYLE
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