Once upon a time we prayed about a street to tract. It was named "Tammy". We met a lady named Jennifer, who was terrified of us because she thought we were polygamist. But she was also too nice and awkward to shut the door on us. So we fast talked and kept on jabbering rapid fire until she understood that we were actually Christian. Then we taught her the restoration standing there.
She said she would come to church.
And didn't.
For two weeks.
She wouldn't give us her number and had just said she would "meet us at church".
Yeah, yeah, yeah....
So we gave her some space for a couple weeks...
And went back.
She was much more open this time. And was also wearing bright turquoise eye shadow. I think that would make me more confident, too.
She didn't want to meet at her house, but it was a beautiful day, so we walked about a block over and taught her a more detailed restoration lesson at a members house.
She said she had read parts of the Book of Mormon and that it was a good time.
She also said she would come to church.
This time it seemed for reals.
So we got the Ward council all hyped up and ready for her,
And Sunday morning we waited
and waited
and waited
and waited.
And finally got so antsy at about 18 after, that we got up and stood by the door... Cause that always works. Not.
But this time it did.
Everyone and their dog introduced themselves to her. Then we had a lesson after and she committed to be baptized, and she was invited to dinner with us that night, so we taught her again.
So that made my week.
I was just about to be quite frustrated. This area is just a little tougher than some, and they haven't had a baptism in probably a year and a half. I was beginning to think we weren't going to see one either.
But now I think we will :)
BELIEVE. those miracles though :)
That's all for now, folks.
Sister Galli
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