First off thank you for all of the wonderful Birthday
wishes! Thats right world. I am officially two decades old. By statistics I am
a fourth of my way through life. I am an old fogey… Just kidding! By some sort
of miracle I was able to receive my birthday package from my family just before
my birthday even though we don't receive mail so often out here on the south
shore. Here is a picture of me modelling off one of my all-time favourite parts
of the present. My family knows me WAY too well. Also this Saturday is Transfer
calls…again!… So I will keep you updated =D
Now I don't have much time today but I just wanted to share
something that I learned this week.
There was a point this past week which, as is very common
with missionaries, my companion and I hit a slump. Everything seemed to be
going wrong. We had woken up, planned amazing lessons, and even had time to
practice role plays with these lessons. We were so excited. And then the
unforgettable happened. One by one our lessons cancelled, until we were left
with only one lesson that we hadn't had the time nor the thought to really
prepare for. So we spent our time making phone calls, passing by formers and
potentials, you know, missionary life. We ran into one of the members of our
church, a wonderful girl my age named Kelly. She invited us out to lunch when
she realized Sister Blanc had yet to partake of the beauty named Tim Hortons.
Well we were able to talk to her. She is planning on going on a mission and has
almost finished her papers. It was really sweet to hear about her testimony of
how she chose to go on a mission. Well we offered her to do a mini mission with
us! Which means she would be a missionary for three days, joining us in our
apartment and everything. She excitedly said yes and we organized it for this weekend!
Later on the member we had called to join us for this one lesson that had
managed to stand had called and said that she wasn't able to come… It was
frustrating. But we were able to all another member at last minute who was more
than willing to come and accompany us. Through the spirit and the questions
that this wonderful sister brought we were able to find out the true problem of
why this man, who was a member, was not attending church. It was really
inspiring.
With our day finished we headed to car. Scraped off the best
we could the sometimes crazy amount of ice and snow on our car and jumped in to
head home. There were obviously some parts that we were not able to scrape off
which made it difficult to see. Except while driving I noticed something. If I
focused on where I was going I could see perfectly. But if I were to focus on
that ice I wouldn't be able to see a thing. This brought to mind the seemingly
no good very bad day that Sister Blanc and I were having. I recognized that it
was only that way because I was focusing on the ice. On the bad parts of the
day. But if I looked at what we had accomplished I was able to see the beauty
of the day and all that we were able to accomplish in the future.
Sometimes we focus on the obstructions. On the trials and
heartache that we see in life. However there is always at least one clear spot
that makes it possible to see through the heartache into the beauty that we
call life. It is my testimony that we are all capable of everything that we
need to accomplish and face in our lives here on Earth. A loving God would not
give us more than we can't handle. I ask you to look past the ice on the
windshield and pray that you may have the strength to do so.
I love you all and thank you so much for the prayers that
you send my way
Sister Cummings
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