I love this ward so much. I feel blessed to serve here.
So last week we came home to a bag of groceries sitting in front of our door. It turns out that a grocery store in the area gave free bags of groceries to people in order to promote people going to their store. Among the items were coffee, and cooking wine. I thought it was kinda funny since we're missionaries.... and we can't give those items away because that kinda goes against what we're trying to do as missionaries and have people live the word of wisdom. Does it not? well I just tossed the coffee and then poured the cooking wine down the drain. Before now I have never touched anything that had alcohol in it. Funny that it happened when I was a missionary. I have also never seen someone drinking in person before I was a missionary either. I've seen it a couple of times as we've been tracting.
I think I've mentioned some of the strange things about PA before but the one that I think is kinda hilariously weird are the stop signs that say except right turn. So if you're turning right you don't have to stop... It kinda throws me off sometimes. Or the stoplights you can only turn left during certain hours of the day. It's craziness I tell ya!
I just wanted to tell you my favorite line we get from tracting... "I'm already saved." And I always think about what my companion told me about how people pick and choose what they want to believe from the bible... and it's so true here!! There are so many religions now that people think all they need to say is I believe in Jesus Christ but then they can go and do all these awful things. It's sad!! I'm so grateful for the church and how they teach us that the scriptures are not something we pick and choose our beliefs from.
So last Wednesday the ward we share a building with had their trunk or treat. (We were at the church cause an investigator needed an interview with the bishop and we were sitting in the lobby). (Background info: this is a new church so it's fancy and has a handicap button and the doors were locked except for one on the far side away from the handicap door.) Well there was this little boy dressed as a dinosaur. And he wanted to get in the church. So he was pushing the handicap button, and he could see the second inside door was opening but the first door was just not opening. So he pulled on the door and pushed the button like 5 or 6 times (while I was just sitting there laughing cause it was so darn cute!!!). So finally I decided that I should open the door for him cause he was getting no where. Then later that night I was thinking about it and how it's like with the Savior. The door represents going into God's kingdom. And we're here pushing that button over and over again because we want to return to our Father. The the door being locked represents sin and death, they lock us out of the kingdom of God. But the Savior overcame both and is able to open the door for us. (Except He probably doesn't sit there and laugh at us trying to get in like I did with the little boy...)
Oh yeah I've been meaning to tell you! One man in the other ward is from El Paso! He graduated from Corondo in like 1994. He's pretty funny and whenever he sees me he calls me Sister El Paso.