This week, as most weeks, was intense. I was sick a majority of the week so by Friday, I had cabin fever and was itching to go out! We went and visited a few members of the ward that we haven't had the chance of meeting yet... And by "we went" I mean we tried.
There was this one man that we were on our way to visit when Sister Springer heard a voice whisper to her, "Be careful." She heard it twice on the way to his house, and we thought about turning back, but decided that we'd heed the counsel given and just to be wary of our surroundings. It's pretty dark by the time we get to his house, but we walk on up to his door and knock a few times regardless! He answers the door and neither me nor Sister Springer felt very good. He starts talking to us and we could tell something was off. We set an appointment for another day and walked back to the car.
"Sister Turner, I think that man was drunk."
"Are you sure??"
As we drove away we talked a little more about it.
Sunday comes around and we're in ward council. The bishopric asks about the members that we've visited and we list a few. Aaaand then we mention this certain man's name. Suddenly all eyes are on us and mouths are open and a few men are on the edge of their chairs. "You visited him ALONE?" we were asked. We explained that we hadn't gone inside his house, but we had just stopped by and set up an appointment with him. The anxiety left the room and the leaders told us never to visit him again. Apparently he's dangerous! But we already knew, thanks to the Spirit, that we needed to be careful.
On a less scary note, I got a make over from a four year old! We went to meet her family, and as Sister Springer got to know the parents a little bit, I was chosen to become queen over the stuffed animal kingdom and was given a royal makeover. But her parents are wonderful. They were baptized about six months ago and absolutely love the church. He's a retired Marine, but she's still active duty and he loves being the stay at home mom:) He also has half of a beard. The left side of his face has a beard and the right side doesn't. He likes to be different. We love them so much and we'll see more of them for sure:)
To be open and honest, I'm stressed out of my mind. It's hard for me to eat and sleep and I push myself to the limits. I'm working on trying to give myself a break. This is a trial that I need to overcome, and I know through the strength of my Savior I will come out as a victor. In sacrament meeting, a ward member made the comment: By coming to this earth, we decided that we'd be victors rather than victims. We have a body. We have families. We have the Gospel. We have so many resources to help us grow and become better! We never have to be alone. I know that God knows us individually. I know that he weeps with us and rejoices with us. He is our Father. He sent our Brother, Jesus Christ, to atone for our sins and help us overcome our weaknesses. We cannot fail as long as we keep them in our hearts and minds.
I love each and every one of you. God lives.
You were given this life because you were strong enough to live it. - Neal A Maxwell