As you may have guessed from the title of the email, this was a quite average week. Elder Davis and I continue dropping lots of investigators, finding new ones, and not having anyone go to church. I've grown rather tired of it, honestly, but there's not a whole lot more that we can do. We'll just keep working and see what happens.
The second part of the email title deals with a said exploding face. The face of whom, you may ask, was mine. Saturday night, Elder Davis and I returned to the house, planned, made some calls to the zone, and went off to bed, with nothing special happening. At approximately midnight (more or less; I'm not sure), I half woke up feeling rather nautious. I figured if I simply went back to bed, the feeling would go away. A few hours later, I half woke up again, with the same feeling, but I again pushed it off and went back to bed. At 4:30 in the morning (that time I checked the time), I couldn't hold it back any more. I ran off to the bathroom. The very second I lifted up the lid to the toilet, my face exploded. I'll try to explain this in the least graphic way I possibly can while still helping the reader to understand the extreme discomfort that this was. I could feel the varied contents of my stomach coming out of my nose, and I sincerely believe it would have come out my eyes had I not closed them. I could hardly breathe afterwards... and then it happened again... and again... I certainly hope you can imagine how incredibly uncomfortable it was without having to experience it. Ever. The next day, I simply had no strength whatsoever. I still managed to haul myself out of bed and to church, rather miserable the whole way, but I was able to do it! I figured if I wanted our investigators to get rid of their excuses and come to church, I couldn't let anything keep me from going. Heck, I even managed to play the piano when I got there. The sickness only lasted a day, but it was quite the long day...
In terms of the work for this week, we've been doing really well with our contacting and teaching; we're pretty much just waiting for a miracle to happen. That miracle may have happened this past Sunday, but we're not quite sure yet. I always thought said miracle would come in the form of knocking on the door of the most golden of all golden investigators, but I think it may have come in a slightly different form. We were sitting in sacrament meeting (I was feeling rather terrible) when the first councellor got up and gave a welcome to 2 different people that I had never seen before, and based on the way he gave said welcome, it sounded to me like they weren't members of the church. Upon ending sacrament meeting, a mixture of adrenaline and hope got me up and marching across the chapel to talk to those two sisters. I found out that they were indeed investigators that some members had invited to church! We couldn't talk much to them, but we have appointments to visit them this week. I certainly hope it goes well. As I said, this could just be the miracle we've waited for.
It's been an interesting experience these past few weeks waiting for a miracle, and sincerely hoping that those friends of the members in church are said miracle has really strenthened my testimony about the work of the Lord. He doesn't always respond in the way we are expecting or sometimes even in the way we want, but He does respond. In the words of Joesph Smith Sr. in The Restoration video, "The Lord answers in His own way and His own time, but He does answer." I've really come to know that that's true, and I'm extremely excited to see what happens in this coming week with them. Iré y haré.
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