GUESS WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dear family and friends,

GUESS WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

I'm training!

 

crazy, I know!

 

well..... that's that. 

this week was awesome. I've thought and prayed a lot about being the best missionary that I can be. It's been eating at me. I know that this is the time to decide. Sister Zenger, my mission mama, is going home, and so is Sister Henry. Time to step it up a notch. I am no longer a greenie. 

Friday we went to have their departing interviews. Right before, President Alba pulled me into his office. Being a greenie, I had no idea what was happening. When he told me, I thought he was joking. Nope. He was for real. I walked out of the room with my heart on my sleeve, laughing and crying. My companions asked me, and I half-choked, half-laughed my words out. "I get to train!"

I have been in shock ever since friday.

 

Miracle this week:

We were leaving a parking garage. We were done with contacting, and we had things to do, people to see. I've been struggling to have the courage to follow random promptings to talk to people. I saw a lady, and just felt that I should talk to her. I voiced my prompting, and out of the car Sister Henry and I went, while Sister Zenger pulled the car around nearby. This lady looked depressed, reading a handwritten letter. I approached her, and asked her how she was doing. I expressed to her that Heavenly Father loves her. She jumped up, starting cussing. I was about to walk away, but I couldn't. I didn't say anything, but looked her deep in the eyes. She just apologized, started crying. Long story short, she had been homeless, raped, and was starving, and her husband was in jail for stealing food. She was scared. She took a restoration pamphlet, some money and a card with the stake job thingy or what not to get help. 

 

Tender Mercy.

 

 I love you all. I know that Heavenly Father hears ALL prayers. We must be willing to follow the answers we get, or we won't recognize them.

 

I gotta go. :) I do love it here though. I am so blessed, and I am loved. I know the Gospel of Jesus Christ is true.

 

Happy Easter! Remember Him!

 

Love, 

Sister Darby Miller