This week was full of fun and miracles and funny things.
Last week on the way home from buying groceries I wiped out. I was riding my bike and didn't anticipate this tile surface to be that slippery and turned in and wiped out. (I don't know why I didn't think it was going to be slippery, it had been raining for ages -___- haha.) Luckily with my super honed ninja skills I managed to save my BianDang (lunch) and half gallon of milk. Just my bike basket fell off.
First Times:
First time someone asked more in depth about our free English class (how do we separate classes, is there a textbook, is it really free?) and when we explained that we teach English that we normally use in life and not from the Bible he was disappointed and said, "Aww, I like to learn about Jesus." So we told him we have a spiritual thought, shared with him on the street, and set a baptismal date on the street with him. So cool!
First time my missionary nametag flew off when I was riding my bike (obviously I am so speedy) and about 5 cars ran over it before I could get to it (luckily it was pretty unscathed. Just one tiny little hole).
First time when someone said, "Every church is cha bu duo. Every church is almost the same," that I said, "Yes, they are all cha bu duo. They are almost the same. But the little part that isn't the same is that we have the Priesthood Authority and power from God and that makes a big difference." They slammed the door on us...haha.
First time on my mission that a man who has been less active for 30+ years has come back to church after 1 time meeting with him.
First time I rode in a police car.
(^we were helping this girl from Xi'an China carry her stuff to her dorm at college and we all got lost so campus security drove us to her dorm. And so when we got there she said, Wait! Wait! And got us all little presents: bobblehead terracotta warriors. so cute! And we said we had a present to give her and gave her a copy of the Book of Mormon:)
First time we were riding our bikes feeling discouraged (ok that has happened before) but the first time that a random man on a moped slowed down as he rode by us, and cigarette in his fist-pumping hand, yelled, "Jia You! Jia You!" Before zooming off into the distance. (Jia you literally means add oil. Like an encouraging keep it up!)
Just like that cigarette fist-pumping man (only without the cigarette and not on a moped and not a man) I say to all of you, "Jia You!" Sometimes life is hard. Sometimes we don't know what to do. Sometimes it feels like no one understands us. Sometimes it feels like we're alone. Sometimes it feels like no matter how hard we work or what we do it makes no difference. But I testify and promise that it'll be ok. We just have to jia you, we just have to keep going and working hard. If we do our best, that's enough. That's all we can give. Sometimes our best may not seem good enough. But I also testify that through Christ all things are possible. Through relying on him by praying or reading scriptures, He can make up the difference. He will carry us when we can't carry ourselves. I know that each of you can feel the power of God's love more in your lives and that each of you aren't just able to get his help, but you are entitled to it. You are His child, all you need do is ask.
Love you all!
Love,
Sister Perkins
ps. I'm so sorry I forgot to wish all of you a Happy Groundhog's Day!
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