I recently was talking to one of the RMs (returned missionaries) in the ward, and he was saying how your family just wants to hear about how you are doing and how life is. It made me realize that maybe I should include a bit more just about everyday life as a missionary rather than a complete focus on the spiritual things (i.e. what I am learning). Let me know what you like to hear about, but here is a bit of a different approach to my week than usual.
I am sure you are all curious about the Chinese buffet from last week. Well the food was good. I'll admit that I couldn't quite eat as much as the elders, but it was still enjoyable. I wasn't hungry for the rest of the day. There were about 30 of us there, so it was definitely a party. Dad asked how much it cost, well it was only £6.80, which is quite cheap in comparison to prices here in England. It is always good to be around other missionaries and just relax. After the meal, we were walking in Manchester because we needed to get an extra set of keys from the office elders. (Yes, we locked ourselves outside our flat...it is the first time it has happened to me so that is pretty good.) As we were walking, someone yelled out of their car, "Hey, sisters!" I looked over and who did I see, Simon or Elder Gallagher. My first thought was Simon, but then I realized that I have never used his first name so I wasn't 100% sure if that was it. Hence, I ended up yelling, "Elder Gallagher!" He finished his mission here about a year ago. Since he is from Scotland, he is in the area quite frequently. It was nice to see him because it reminded me simply how much individuals have impacted my mission. They have been able to help me reach my full potential and teach me how to do missionary work. He was the first assistant I ever had, so he definitely had a significant impact on my work. It's nice to see old mission friends. Speaking of mission friends, Sister Howes visited the Manchester South Ward yesterday so I was able to see her briefly before church began. You just grow to the love the people you serve around and with.
Before I tell you two stories, let me first share a bit about missionary work. When we speak to people, we always invite them to learn more. Usually as we invite them to learn more, we ask for their address and phone number. Ideally, you get both because then you have two ways to contact them. You don't always have the ideal situation, and especially with university students it doesn't seem you normally get them both. Now on to the stories.
Let me tell you about a miracle. Friday, we went out for our hour of finding (going out to speak to people) before weekly planning (sitting in the flat for four hours to plan lessons, our next week, have lunch, etc). We met two young men named Niall and Olly. We talked about the purpose of life and The Book of Mormon. It was a fairly good conversation, and they said we could come discuss more next Sunday. I’ll admit it didn’t appear like anything miraculous. They gave us their address, but we when asked for a number they weren't so willing... We learned of the miracle later that evening. After planning, we received a phone call from Sebastian, who is a member that recently moved in. Sebastian called to tell us that at his induction (introduce the students to the major) for the economics major at university he met Olly. They happened to sit at the same table, and Olly just happened to bring up how he had met two sister missionaries earlier that day. You are probably wondering why this is a miracle? Well, it built member trust. Sebastian was able to see how we are working hard and speaking to everyone. It is not that often that you meet someone your members happen to run into later that day and meet themselves. This member trust is especially important because Sebastian was called as the new ward mission leader (he oversees our missionary efforts and coordinates work with the ward) on Sunday. He is very enthusiastic, and it is great to see how we are starting off on a good foot!
My second story is more comical. We met someone and had a nice conversation. Once again, it came to the point where we invited them to learn more. They accepted, and we wrote down their address. We then asked for the number, and they gave it to us. At which point, we gave them a dropped call and their phone didn't ring :/ The only problem is someone else answered...we had to let them know we dialed the wrong number. As a result, we did get the correct number. In a lot of cases, you would think 'oh this person was not sincere,' however, he was. We all laughed about it. The funny thing is it happened again a few days later (almost the exact same scenario). Luckily, my companion was the one with the phone both times :) Didn't someone once say how laughter makes you live longer? We are definitely going to live a while.
Take care!
Love, Becca
p.s. Here are the photo descriptions:
1. From the Chinese buffet. Most of these elders are in my district, so I see them at least weekly.
2. I went on exchange with Sister Peters. She is from the Netherlands. It made me realize how much I miss the city being in a small town again. I think I am just a city-type missionary.
3. Sister Loh and me. Happy as ever :)