Week 5

Kia Ora! 

I can't believe it's already p-day! This week went by so fast it was wild. 

On Tuesday we met with this guy named Keith. We had a good talk with him and explained to him the kingdoms of glory and the qualifications for the celestial kingdom. Then I kid you not he said, "Man what if I'm wrong that would be so bad. It's incredible how God directs your path, especially putting you in my life". So naturally as any missionary would I invited him to take the lessons and he said no 😑. He said "No thank you, I have my church and you have yours but thank you for the offer." Man it was so frustrating because he basically said himself he needed to and then when given the opportunity he declined it. One day it'll happen for him, he is so prepared he just needs to recognize it. On Tuesday I ate skewered chicken kidneys. They didn't taste that gross, they just had a super weird texture. 

Wednesday was so awesome. As usual we had dinner and a lesson with the Wilson family. In weekly planning last Friday we planned out this great lesson but the day of Sister Petersen and I both woke up not feeling good about it. We spent so long discussing and reworking the lesson. We prayed so much seeking direction for what we needed to do with them. We finally made a plan we both felt good about and went over to their house. We brought a girl from the ward who leaves on her mission a month and the lesson was so powerful. We taught them the restoration starting from God reveals His gospel in every dispensation through to the restoration. The spirit was so strong. Both Farrah and Jason were so into it and they felt the spirit for sure. Jason usually is on his phone through every lesson but he didn't touch it and he was looking at me and Sister Petersen so intently the entire time. I taught them about the first vision and the restoration and as I was sharing my testimony with them it really hit me that I know that the priesthood was restored through Joseph Smith and that the Book of Mormon is the word of God. I know 100% that this is he restored gospel of Christ and that it is the only thing that can make us truly happy. When  it hit me i got choked up and had to take a moment before i could keep going. At the end of the lesson we ask them based on the lesson and their Book of Mormon reading what they felt Heavenly Father wanted them to do and Farrah said "well it's pretty loud and clear He's saying I need to get baptized." Man I was pumped so I extended baptism to her and she said "I was baptized into another church before but I would want to be baptized into this church if Jason does." Jason isn't sure yet, he's on the fence between our church and another one. But man Farrah has a testimony and wants it so bad, she's just using her previous baptism as a cover so that she doesn't make Jason feel pressured. I can see them getting baptized though. I know they're going to make that choice. I can already see them in white. It was such a powerful lesson. As we dropped Tiola off she asked if we could say a prayer because she's stressing about leaving on her mission so soon so I prayed and I started to cry so hard because I was just in Tiolas shoes not long ago and I was feeling the same way as her but over this short month I have been blessed so much. It was the first time I cried since I've gotten in the field so I'm pretty proud about that. Wednesday was a powerful and emotional day it was so good. 

Thursday was another kind of day. Right in the morning we contacted this guy named Seko and set a return appointment with him and then as we were walking off his driveway my left ankle gave out and I sprained it so bad. It hurt so much. It got so swollen. It lowkey looked dislocated. I'll send a pic. So after that we had lunch with Sister Masima from our ward. She's a nurse so she taped it up for me. 

Friday we had a bunch of appointments that all fell through which was disappointing but lowkey a blessing because then we didn't walk so much and I could rest my ankle. Friday night we had exchanges and I was back in the dirty flat which was so unfortunate. The sister I was on exchanges with isn't super motivated so it was a struggle all day Friday and Saturday to get her to work hard. But we got it done and had alot of really good visits with potentials and less active members. 

The whole weekend was pretty hard not gunna lie. Hurting my ankle put me into a weird rythm that was pretty draining and not fun but Sunday really helped. The ward members said something that really stood out to me and helped me get over the rutt I was in. 

My spiritual thought actually comes from something said on Sunday. The lady teaching Relief Society said "be a little bit more like Christ every day." That really stood out to me because being just a litte bit more like Christ every day is totally do-able and if you are consistant with it then over time you will see a big change in your life you just have to be patient. Patience is something I'm working on because I have to be patient with others and myself, trying to force things to happen isn't going to do any good. I just need to be a little better every day and then when I reflect back I will see big changes.

Love you all 

Love Sister Olson

ankle

Te Papa Museum today

Sister Masima bought us 2 ice creams each, the struggle is real

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