This week has been a really good one. I feel like I really lucked out with my companionship. They both have so many strengths and I'm learning a lot from them. Hermana Bryant is bold and loving. People just like her, even if they have never met her before. She is determined, yet also courteous of others feelings. Sister Warnock is a sweetheart and she is just full of joy and light. She is straightforward about the truth and she stands for what is right.
This week I'm going to work on keeping my focus very sharp. I feel like the heat of the sun and things really got to me, and I just felt so tired the whole week. This week I'm going to drink lots of water and stay energized. I think I'll call it operation: Sister Alba! Seriously! I want to have energy like that all the time! So that is my goal for this week.
We are teaching a lot of lessons on Facebook, and that is cool. We are just trying to see miracles, especially out here in exile to Paradise (Rio Vista).
We had exchanges with the other Sisters and that was fun. I think I learned that I need to step it up with being on top of knowing my area. That's another thing I think I'll focus on this week.
Also... A cool experience, we were just street contacting and we walked behind a little apartment complex. This little dog ran out of an open door and this lady followed. "Hello!" She just turned to go back in her house, pretending that she hadn't heard me. I called out again in a last ditch effort, after getting to know her a little but (I love contacting people with their dogs) she said that she had requested missionaries online, but hey hadn't ever shown up, she set up a return appointment because she had guests and then we went on our way like normal, then it hit me. That was a miracle! I guess I'm just growing accustomed to miracles like that. Well, that's another thing I think I'm going to work on: recognizing the hand of The Lord in the miracles that He weaves through all my life.
I'm excited for Friday, but I will say that I'm very scared about the two families we will need to have by then. But I know that Heavenly Father has a plan. Thank you for all your prayers for us.
I love being a missionary! I'm falling in love with the work again! This week is going to be awesome! I can feel it. This week, I am going to be different. This week, I'm going to be extraordinary. :)
I hope you have a wonderful Father's Day!
So.... I'm really upset. I just typed out this big long novel. It was amazing. And my iPad died. I know. That's a Darby thing to do. It's all her fault, not Sister Miller's. Sister Miller never does stuff like that ;)
Anyway... Basically the best part of it was when we went down the Sacramento River and we were contacting all the windsurfers and kite surfers and I talked to this almost 8 year old girl named Athena. She had never seen missionaries before and she believes in a God, but when asked her if she believes in Jesus Christ she said "I hear that name a lot, but I don't really know what it means." I told her the first thing that she should know about Jesus Christ is that she loves her and that and is the Son if God. I told her that God is our father, and that we lived with Him before we came to earth. I told her that He is the King, and the we are his daughters. I pointed to my name tag and said that that was why my name is Sister Miller. She excitedly called herself Sister Athena and I smiled.
Then I paused. "Athena, if God is our Father, and He is a King, what does that make us?"
"Sisters!" She blurted out.
"Yes, but what else?" I smiled and waited. I could see the thoughts having through her mind. She paused, looked up at me and cautiously asked me to give my answer first.
"If your Father is a King, what does that make you?"
Everything was still, but I knew better. Things around us were still loud. It could only be one thing. I knew the Spirit was speaking.
I leaned down, and looked into her eyes. I could feel the truth of it well up inside me. I didn't need tears to accompany any of my words. I knew that she would feel it, because she could see I really meant it.
"A Princess."
And then I could see it in her eyes too. She knew it too. But what she said next will never be erased from my memory.
"Then that means you are a princess too!" Athena smiled, and we continued our conversation. What a moment. Those are the moments I live for, moments of truth, where it all hangs in the balance and you as a missionary can't do anything but step back and watch as the Spirit of God works its miracles.
Those moments are everywhere. I wish I had more time, but I want to testify that I know if you, the person reading this, were to pray for your eyes to be open to the miracles around you, you would see them. Chariots of fire and armies of angels ready to catch you, help you fight the battles you face. I know they are there.
I know Who is at the head. I know Who I serve. I know the message I bear, the Book of Mormon, is from Him. I am divinely commissioned, and I speak by His authority.
I am a servant of Jesus Christ.
Sister Darby Eleyce Miller
A daughter of God, a princess,
And nothing can ever change that.
P.S. I love all of you. And nothing will ever change any of that, either. :)
May He keep you all. I know that Heavenly Father hears and answers prayers, and that He loves all of us. You are in my prayers. :) And believe me, I pray a lot. :) I need it.
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