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Where there was once dense and aggravating blockage-there is now wide-open space. April 26, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — lyndsishae @ 7:53 PM

April 25, 2011

Oh man I feel like my whole life has changed in the past few days.

Where there was once dense and aggravating blockage
[companion baggage and repeated burdens of my people collected over 7.5 months]
there is now wide-open space.
[fresh, un-jaded greenie, a new start, new people to love and teach]

This whole thing is strangely personified by the landscape.

Where there was once dense and aggravating blockage,
[overgrown industrialization, graffiti, power lines, pornography, liquor stores, traffic jams]
there is now wide-open space.
[purple mountains, winding roads, clean air].

Welcome to my transition from San Fernando to Santa Clarita.
Two completely different valleys.
People here are mostly white and have a lot of money.
But they are not snooty! They are so wholesome and family-oriented and nice!

I feel new here.
New feels so good.

I love training.
Whitewashing is rough.
The past missionaries in this area have fallen victim to some health problems and also some serious sister drama. There’s not much teaching going on. We are here to re-invent the work. First we have to find some work.

So not everything about wide open space is relieving.
Sometimes a clean slate is scary.
We are free to do whatever I feel inspired to do with this area.
We are free, but what now?
Every night I look at my planner for next day and see: blank space.

We usually have a dinner appointment and an hour for lunch.
Other than that, we’ve gotta fill our time from 10 am to 9pm.
Work work work.
door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door  door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door door  .

Sister Warr is a little trooper. We just pray. Hard.
Every night we write down the miracles we saw so we can be grateful and see the Lord’s hand here.
Every day we change our methods a little according to what is working and what isn’t.
We are getting a little better each day.

Sister Warr is from West Valley Utah. She loves softball and has 3 older brothers. I can’t tell what her personality is quite yet– she keeps to herself a lot and is still finding her place. I was like that too. In our roughest moments her real self comes out though. So do mine.

The other day we got in the car after a bunch of knocking and I was goin nuts! NUTS!
I JUST WANT TO TEACH A LESSON! I yelled.
The Elders let us borrow a GPS. I pulled it out of the console and handed it to Sister Warr along with a list of former investigators from this area. I’d gone through the area book at lunch and picked out the ones I felt we should go back to.
“Type these addresses in and let’s do this!”
We prayed and went from place to place.
At this point I am just dominating people.
LISTEN TO THE TRUTH. READ THIS. PRAY ABOUT IT. FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF.
Example:
Middle aged man opens door.
“Oh I used to be open to all religions but then my wife wanted to go back to her old church.”
We talk.
Middle aged man commits to read Alma 32 and wants us to come back next week.
We taught four lessons and found two new people to teach in the next 5 hours.
Bring it on.

Sometimes I am so tired and so out of ideas I can’t tell if I’m going to fall over and cry or deck someone in the face. Just being honest here, this is hard stuff. We will rock this town! One day at a time.

Pray hard for us!

Sister Brown.

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2 Responses to “Where there was once dense and aggravating blockage-there is now wide-open space.”

  1. Serena Says:

    Mission life. Nothing compares to it. You can’t compare apples with pears. It’s true. Being a mother of 3 amazing kids is different to mission life and yet sometimes there are similarities. A mission is preperation for the rest of your life, it’s true. It was easier for me to go into the mission field than to leave. Make time count. Don’t dream the days away. A year and a half goes way too fast. Must read more about your experiences (found you through a pic of Raymond Forrester so hope you don’t mind me writing). It’s one of the steepest learning curves but when you are a missionary life is different – the way you take the sacrament, read the scriptures, fast seems to take on a different meaning. take care. Where are you serving? I served in the Nevada Las Vegas East Mission. May the Lord bless you always, Serena

    • lyndsishae Says:

      Lyndsi Shae wont actually see your comments unless I send it to her…which I will! She of course cannot access her blog on line but she sends me (her mom) the parts highlighted in her letters home that she wants to include in her blog. I am happy you are reading and she will be too! (Please subscribe) I am a little behind posting … working on catching up right now! OH! and – she is serving in San Fernando, California!


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