First of all..... Gage GOT BAPTIZED yes, you heard that correctly, Gage followed after the example of Jesus Christ and was baptized by proper Priesthood authority on Sunday!! It was easily one of the best moments I've had on my mission. He was the first person that I found, taught, and baptized and I may (or may not) have shed a few tears (lol what's new) because of how proud I was of him and how happy I was for him in this accomplishment! It was a beautiful baptism, he even wore a suit for the first time!! He was so excited and ready to be baptized and I was just a little proud mama because of it. Wow wow wow, God is good and Jesus Christ is real!
Last Wednesday my entire zone had the opportunity to go out to Martin's Cove and pull the handcarts in so they can be stored over winter. It was an incredible opportunity to connect with my ancestors. I had many ancestor cross the plains in order to get into the Salt Lake Valley and without them I don't know where I would be today. I felt them so close as I walked the sacred ground that is Martin's cove, and I felt of their pain as they talked about some of the stories of people that died along the way, and I felt of their joy and I knew how proud they were of me and my decision to follow in their footsteps. They sacrificed their lives in order to ensure a better future for me specifically and I know they are giving me their strength and protection every day of my mission.
I love love LOVE Sister Johnson. We get along so well and she has grown so much as a missionary these past couple of weeks. Just a few days ago she had a major breakthrough. There is one road in our area that I felt specifically impressed that there was a family there who was waiting for us to come knock on their door. I also knew that I needed Sister Johnson to know how to receive those promptings. So I told her that I knew where the house was that we needed to go to and that she needed to tell me where that house was. We drove that road probably over 100 times. She cried 5 or 6 times because she felt like she didn't know how to feel the spirit and recognize promptings, but I knew that God needed her to know how to feel the Spirit so we just kept driving until last Friday. We were driving around and she said we needed to go to one specific house and I told her I had received that same promoting and she felt so accomplished that she asked if we could drive that road again. When we did she knew exactly what house it was without question. Although no one was home, we will keep checking in because we know that's where we need to be. I cried because I was so happy and proud of her. It was a great moment.
Also last week we may or may not have had the cops called on us during District P-Day because the Elders were running around outside with Nerf Guns and it looked like there were several guys trying to break into the Church with Guns.... so that was a hilarious moment for all of us, having to give a statement to a police officer about how we all have keys to the church and that we were just playing a game with Nerf Guns.... the cop was really nice though in fact he even laughed when he walked in and saw an entire group of missionaries holding nerf guns... what an event.
I also went to a lesson with Falysha's family and while we were talking we ended up talking about family history and they told us about this 115 year old bible that was passed down for generations and they brought it out and the whole time I was itching to just hold it in my hands and then FINALLY the dad set it on my lap and there I was, holding a 115 year old book. I wanted to (you'll never ever guessed what I wanted to do.....) cry it was glorious. Many of you know I'm *probably* going to be studying anthropology so stuff like this just really jazzes me up. THEN when he picked up the Bible there was a whole bunch of dirt on my pants I HAD 115 YEAR OLD BIBLE DIRT ON MY PANTS, I was so excited about it I had Sister Johnson take a picture of my with my pants before I washed them.... imagine where that dirt had been. It has probably crossed the ocean on a boat and traveled on buggies, and trains, and ultimately cars all leading up to it being on my lap.... holy, it was epic.
I hope this week was incredible for each of you!! I love you all so so much and I pray for you all the time!!
Remember, God is in the Details!
Sister Carter
