Special moments & guardian angels

This week we saw the blessings of tracting and being in the right place at the right time. A man drove past us and called us to him. He invited us over to his house and related a confession of how he was actually on his way to buy some alcohol, but was prompted otherwise at the sight of us walking through Sellwood. He asked us to give him a blessing and told us how grateful he is and how much he loves us and the preceding missionaries that he's met in his past.

We also had the opportunity to serve some people as they moved into new residences in care facilities. Both were very grateful and eager to show their appreciation by providing us with food for lunch and continually thanking us. It was interesting to me to note the persistence in the woman we were helping, as she continually sought to know and accommodate our comfort, despite our presence there to give her aid, "by this ye shall know my disciples."

We are ever in debt and gratitude to the members of our ward, who provide blessings through meals and constant camaraderie as we go through our daily activities. Even members who we don't know never cease to approach us with hopes of paying for our lunch or groceries, quite often. I can't help but appreciate and acknowledge the awe-inspiring evidence of Heavenly Father's love through His children.

Six months out, happy, and going strong.

Shoulder to the wheel. . .literally!

Wednesday we had a Zone Training which turned out really well. Elder Baxter had to go in for a checkup with the Doctors during that time, so a member took him and I went with some other missionaries in my district. It was one of the few times I actually felt lonely for my companion. Elder Baxter's just that awesome and it was funny cause the training was about companion unity. Haha. I bore my testimony at the close of the meeting about how Elder Baxter has helped me learn so much about the subject.

We had a blitz with Milwaukie Elders after the meeting and lunch. One of the Elders got a popped tire and I remember writing in my journal that day saying how grateful I was for my Dad providing me with such a great bike that has yet to have any major problems... Apparently God caught that little comment and didn't want me turning into a Rameumtum-ite, so on Saturday my rear back tire gave way on our ride to our dinner appointment. Haha.

A member in the ward had cheered me up real well just before the occurrence, so I was able to have a merry heart while I carried my bike on my shoulders (literally putting my shoulders to the wheel) a couple blocks to the members house. I bore my testimony of having an optimistic view of things in fast and testimony meeting yesterday, explaining how great the members are at helping us - and they are!