Friday, August 15, 2014

August 11, 2014 -- Ever Heard of an Attack Goat?

Sister Jones - love her! She leaves us soon, sadly.
Dear familia:  

I will give an accounting of this fun, slightly crazy, great week!  Well let's start with the spiritual awesome moments.  First, Sister Malloy and I had an exchange with the lovely Sister Jones, it's funny cause the first exchange of my mission ever was with these two sisters so it was way fun to be together again!  We taught a less active family in our area that just got sealed a year ago, but now don't want to make the effort to come to church and are not afraid to admit it at all.  He is tough and hard on the outside, but a softy on the inside. They're so loving and wild, and I think our ward needs their energy so much!  We had a great lesson with them though.  The spirit was so strong, and he began crying as he said the closing prayer! We're praying for them.

Another was when we went to contact a potential investigator.  We knocked on the door and it was his sister-in-law, but she let us in. Her name was Lakrisha, and she was a young sweet mom.  We sat down and said a prayer together, and started to tell her simply of the love God has for her.  Tears just started streaming down her face and she told us she knew God had sent us to her that day.  We taught a simple restoration, in which Sister Guevara recited the First Vision -- during which we were all crying.  It was just a sweet manifestation of the Love of God.  Her husband however doesnt want us to meet with her so please pray that we'll be able to meet with Lakrisha more!

Happy and sad moments of the week:  We teamed up with our favorite person, Scarleth flores, for the last time before she heads to UT.  It is the best experience for her and for us, and at a Gas Station on the way to teach Nikki, we talked to some people and got their information. When I went to the check out, the cashier said, "So where are you from, Sister?" she continued to tell me she's a member, just not ready to go back to church.  It was definitely the hand of the Lord that placed her in our path!  That night we got to have dinner and FHE with the Flores family for the last time.  Brother Flores taught us the most hilarious game, "Bunga bunga" - I would tell you why it's my favorite thing, but that would ruin it so I'll just wait till I can play it with y'all!

The fab four team-up -- in turquoise!

The Flores family will be greatly missed.  Off to Utah they go.
So training's always fun because you never really know what she's thinking when you do crazy things for the first time.  Saturday we went to go try and contact a less active.  We drive through the banjos of Tennessee, and pull into a driveway with a barn next to it with a sign reading:
And so I thought it was just a joke, so we say a little prayer, right? As soon as I open my eyes, and there's a goat, staring at me with a challenging gaze! It had jumped it's fence.  I was laughing yet really nervous cause I didnt really know if it was real or not.  So slowly we got out of the car and tried to tiptoe our way around the attack goat, it was just bleating at us SO LOUD, i thought it was really gonna go for us, but we luckily got away.  My companion said, "We don't need to go! Heavenly Father doesn't need these children in His kingdom!"
There it is, the goat that scared us.  And note the pheasant,* which added to the eeriness of the situation.

ANYWAYS we are doing well here in Seymour. training is a great experience and is teaching me a LOT.  Sister Malloy will be sorely missed here by the recent converts, members, investigators, and maybe most of all us!  But that's life! We're excited for her despite our sadness!


Hermana Collier

*Editor's note:  Pheasant?  It looks like one of those that the folks at include in their list of Confusing Domestic Ducks:    "If your duck has a red face, it’s probably a Muscovy Duck. This red skin can be quite bumpy, exaggerated, and frankly, gross, with a knob on top of the bill and lumps all over.  If you see that, it’s a slam dunk Muscovy Duck."  Add the pied black and white plumage and it's double slam-dunk.  As a daughter of Maynard, I have neglected my duty to teach her the difference between a pheasant and a duck.  

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