“Me and my Gal”
Monday June 17, 2013
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| When we were putting together my bike, I was a basket case...haha, get it? |
Well, everybody, I bought a
bike. Her name is Galilee , because she is a
beach cruiser hybrid with gears. Get it? Galilee...Sea of
Galilee ...Sea...Beach Cruiser...haha Yep, that is my sense of
humor for yah. I call her Gal for short which sounds very Southern so it all
works out for me. Now, I am an epic failure of a missionary because I took zero
pictures this week so I don't have a picture of my new bike yet....so next
week! I will tell you that I most definitely have a bike license plate that
says "Jesus Loves Me". Thank you Wal-Mart. I think Sister Roberts has
a picture of Christopher Robin and me putting it together (which means
Christopher Robin putting it together and me watching because as discussed in
last week's letter I am TERRIBLE at putting things together) so I'll see if I
can steal it. It is an awesome picture which accurately describes how I felt
the whole time. Good news! I remember how to ride a bike. I was kind of worried
that I didn't, but I remembered and we are good.
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Family Home Evening at the Doolittles! Sis. Roberts and
Christopher Robin putting together my bike while I
provide moral support like a pro.
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After buying my bike Monday, I
woke up Tuesday with some sort of terrible stomach bug. Which turned the next
several days into my own version of missionary hell. Why? Because the spirit
was willing, but the flesh was weak. All I could do was lay in bed and sleep or
stare at my ceiling and think about how all I wanted to do was go out and work.
I just kept thinking of all the people walking around my area needing the
gospel and here I was in bed. Sister Roberts told me that in my deliriousness I
kept committing myself, missionary style, to be better. "Knowing what you
know now about missionary work, will you commit yourself to being better by 2
o'clock? Yes, I will."
Needless to say, however, 2
o'clock came and went and I was not at all better. Wednesday I decided even if
I couldn't work, Sister Roberts needed to. We had work to do! So, we called up
our pre-missionary recruits in the Green Valley Ward and rotated them being my
companion as I slept on their couches and them being Sister Robert's companion
and going out and working. Thursday I slept all day and got up to go to a
Relief Society activity that our investigator was supposed to come to. She
didn't, so I figured while I was up and semi-presentable I needed to get a
blessing. We called up the Elders, got me blessed, and then I went home and
slept again. I'm so grateful for the priesthood on earth today, by the way.
It's awesome to have that power and spirit at our fingertips. Friday I went out
for about 3 hours in the afternoon, came home and took a nap, went back out for
our dinner appointment and then came home and crashed. Saturday I decided not
to be sick anymore and we went out and worked all day. We had goals to meet and
people to see! And so we did. And it was a miraculous day, and I felt so much
better being out and working. Sunday we worked all morning and I took a nap in
the afternoon and then we worked the rest of the day. I am getting my bounce
back now and I expect to be completely recovered soon! I told Heavenly Father
that I just need to be healed already because I have way too much to do to be
stuck in bed.
Even with sickness, we had a miracle this week. Sinbad, the father of the family who owns Mira Loma Cafe, had his first missionary lesson and committed to be baptized in July! It's been a long time coming, and through much prayer and patience he is ready. He is so excited, and I can see how the gospel is blessing his family's life already. The more he reads the Book of Mormon, the more the light of Christ just radiates from him and he becomes a better person. It's just so awesome!
Even with sickness, we had a miracle this week. Sinbad, the father of the family who owns Mira Loma Cafe, had his first missionary lesson and committed to be baptized in July! It's been a long time coming, and through much prayer and patience he is ready. He is so excited, and I can see how the gospel is blessing his family's life already. The more he reads the Book of Mormon, the more the light of Christ just radiates from him and he becomes a better person. It's just so awesome!
Have you ever thought about how
lucky we are to have the gospel of Jesus Christ in our lives? I was thinking
this week (spending all that time in bed gives you lots of time to ponder)
about how if we could remember the pre-mortal life, we would never be afraid to
do missionary work. Why? Because we would remember who all the people around us
are: our Brothers and Sisters who we knew and loved and I have no doubt raised
our hands to support and say "Even though you will be born without the
gospel, I will find you and I will tell you all about it so you can come back
and live with Heavenly Father too!" If we could remember those promises we
made, we would shout the gospel from the rooftops! How sad we will be to return
to our Heavenly Father's presence and find people missing. God doesn't just
want to save a few of us. He wants every single one of us to return to him. The
ONLY way that will happen is if WE, every single one of us, tells everybody we
know about the gospel. They say it takes 7 good contacts with the church for
someone to take the missionary lessons. I say, y'all get contacting! We have
work to do and I know I'm a talker, but I can only talk to so many people ;)
I know this work is true and
wonderful and marvelous. I am so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ in my
life. I haven't found a suitable rooftop to shout from yet, but we are going to
the mountains today for P-day so maybe I'll find a good mountaintop to cry
repentance from.
Love,
Sister Burchett
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