Twas the Week Before Christmas

 

Hey ya'll. 

Check out how long this email is. I didn't realize I had so much to say 😅

 Transfers kinda stink. I had no idea missions included so many hard goodbyes. I knew saying bye to family would be hard. But then saying bye to MTC district and teachers was hard. Then I had to say bye to my mtc comp, and now my first comp in the field- - my mission mom! She was there for my first day, my first lesson, my first "check your speed", and "aggressive driving violation" (we u teewee). We got pulled over together (a member was driving), had so many ice cream nights, practiced our handstands and became pretty much professional sushi go players. 

 Of course transfers aren't all bad. Now I've got Sister Hales. She's pretty much OP. If the work doesn't get moving in Westfield with Sister Hales at the wheel, I don't know what could get it going.

 We were out tracting and met a lady who had a sister over who was having a faith crisis. The timing is too crazy she said. Unfortunately, she has our number and we don't have hers. Might not hear from her again. 😭

 We did a lot more street contacting and tracting this week, and I am starting to feel more like a missionary. It was also kinda discouraging. Lol it hurts my feelings when I talk to a person and they cut the conversation short, or just keep on walking and don't even look at us.🥲 And I admit I do get a guilty sense of pleasure at starting a conversation with someone who clearly saw me and then looks away so as not to initiate contact. 😈

 I feel like the Gru meme lol. Am I discouraged? No. Maybe a little. But I guess I'm humbled too, (humility is definitely a good look for everyone). Christ was rejected and spit upon, and not everyone's favorite person. We're representing him, so why should I expect to not experience rejection as he did? As I was impressed to pray for those who were less than kind to us as we street contacted I can't believe how much my heart softened. That night was bad, but also good.

 I was studying Matt. 19: 23-26 really stood out to me. Its very applicable here. Our Westfield friends are pretty rich (like mansions and fancy cars). It kinda seems like these people just have no room in the inn for Jesus. 🤧

But verse 26 gives me hope "With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible." 

If this was just the missionaries working, the work wouldn't be possible in Westfield, but with God, it is! Just you wait until my next email ya'll! Miracles are on the stove.

 A lot of our investigators are being non-responding little trouble makers, but yesterday we called Annetra! We read from the Book of Mormon,  and every time we do she says "oh, I like that!" We asked if she'd like to receive a book of Mormon and she did! She lives outside of our area, so we'll be handing her off soon, but it's definitely a miracle. Perhaps even a Christmas Miracle. 🎄

 Okay, have a Merry Christmas!

Love,

Sister Cox

 








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