Last Days of April

Hey y'all,

Well, April is pretty much over. Tomorrow starts my last transfer. Things are feeling pretty weird now. Oh, and Sister Johnson starts driving instead if me tomorrow, so that should be interesting. I'm going to miss driving! 😭

We pretty much spent this week in the car. 😐

Okay so, last Monday we had district p-day in Sulfer Well, and it actually went pretty good. A few days before on a district call the some of the elders were like "you sisters are buzz-kills" so out of spite for them I kicked their butts in volleyball. Then we had a waterbaloon fight and I barely missed some heads and nailed one in the gut. After that the elders have been a lot nicer and more respectful. 😁

Tuesday we drove out to Lexington for new missionary training. Lexington is chalk full of horse ranches. Everywhere you looked there were pastures and barns and horses. And boy were the horses beautiful! I did not like the traffic though, I'm glad I've never had to serve there... anyways, the training went good! I thought I was going to be eaten alive for all the things I'm doing wrong. But nope, it was a good pick me up, and a good reminder that none of the other trainers were perfect.

Wednesday we had our district council in Sulfer Well and district lunch so it felt like we were there forever. That night we had a Branch Easter activity and Sister Pearson, her daughter Teresa, and all her grandkids were there! It was so much fun! They got to talk to some members and the kids made more friends, perfect! In the activities they made the adults participate too, so I was running with eggs on a spoon and stuff. There was an hard boiled egg toss that we did, and I was doing pretty good, but then the egg hit my hand weird and broke. Then some people asked me what was wrong with my hand and I realized that the broken egg tried to shred up my fingers and I was bleeding! It wasn't a lot, but I was surprised it got me that good.

On Thursday we did some service for Lucy and Joe, they were formerly taught by missionaries a while ago. We got back into contact with them and we're helping them with projects here and there (they were the people with the chickens and the crazy garter snake). Thursday was mulch day. I have wanted a mulch day since the very beginning of my mission and someone finally let me have it. It was everything I dreamed it would be, and I got covered in dirt, it was the best 😊

We had a lesson with Sister Johnson, a member from the branch up in Columbia, and then we did some finding. We met this really nice man named Alan and had a good conversation with him about God and Easter, I think he could have some potential. As we walked around to try more people, there was this guy that walked past us as we walked up to a house that we just got a creepy feeling from and he asked us if we lived there. Who asks people that? He walked around the corner and we didn't know where he went, so we walked briskly back to the car and left. I was so mad that I wasn't someone that could intimidate someone like that. Nothing happened, and the Lord was definitely watching out for us and He let us know we were okay, but sometimes I just wish I had the look of a crazy woman so we wouldn't attract creepers. But if I looked like that then I guess it would repel everyone else as well...

Friday was so fun. All our appointments fell through and to top it off we got mug shots taken of us. Yup. We went to contact this lady that a member referred us to (because the lady is going through a lot right now and she thought it would be good for us to visit) but the lady ended up flipping out on us. She started saying how she thought she told us to never come back and blah blah is it even legal for us to be going around like this, so that made me think there were people trying to sell her stuff or something before, so I was like "ma'am we have never been here before and we're missionaries from.." and I said our church. And she was like "oh good so I'm going to turn them in, thank you, and oh so your name is Sister Wilcox, yeah I'm gonna need a picture of you" and it just kept going and I couldn't say anything. She was raving mad and nothing you say to someone that upset is going to get through to them. So she took our picture and we left. I don't know who she's going to turn us in to though. And my first name isn't "Sister" so good luck with that.... it's funnier now than it was at the time. We found out that the Jehovahs Witensses are in there ALL the time, and thats who she thought we were. It's so funny because even after we tell people what church we're from, they still think we're Jehovah's Witnesses.

I think I needed all the junk to hit the fan to make me realize I need to work on my charity. Charity is something that keeps getting brought up lately, and in that moment with that lady, I couldn't be angry at her. She must have been tired, going insane from all the JW's knocking her door, her baby is constantly in the hospital and she goes back and forth from Louisville and then work on top of it. So I couldn't really be mad. I mean, I was, but I had to talk myself down and realize that as unjust as that situation was, someone a lot greater than me had it a lot worse. And He knows what she's going through, and I had no right to be mad at her. She just didn't know, and that's okay.

Saturday was much better. We finished mulching for Lucy and Joe, and they told us that they would like to take the lessons again, so we're meeting with them tomorrow! We had a fantastic lesson with Mayra where we were able to give her a tour of the church and she got to meet one of our primary teachers, Alyssa, and hear about what the kids do in primary. Mayra wants to try to make it to second hour of church! That's better than no hour, so we're thrilled! We also had a lesson with Sister Pearson's kids about more of the commandments and they are still progressing towards baptism! So exciting!

Yesterday we had our Stake Conference, in E-town (more driving), which was really good! We saw many of our mission friends and got to hear some wonderful talks. When we got home Sister Johnson got hit with some weird vertigo thing I think and she couldn't move much or she would feel sick. I don't know what's going on, but it's happened a couple times. We'll have to call the mission nurse or someone.

So yeah, that was the week. I finished the book Saints. I loved it! I loved getting to see that the early saints were real people. Real in that they were flawed, sometimes they made bad choices, but I loved that. They are like us. They didn't know the Gospel perfectly and their faith was tried all the time and they struggled. Hard things happened, no different from today. Only, today we aren't pulling handcarts. Today there are different challenges. But if they could do it then, we can do it now. The church did not end with Joseph Smith because this is not his church, this is Christ's church. And though it may be small, it remains strong, rolling forth to all the nations, uniting us all as one people under God.

I love you all so much! Have a fabulous week!

With love,
Sister Wilcox ❤❤❤

Some of the pics are from last week 🤗