Dear Family,
This week was pretty great, although e-mail time means that my mind goes blank and then I can't actually tell you about it.
Dad, Keeping bees is on my bucket list! If you get started you can teach me the ropes later. How exciting! You should definitely do it! And Mom, that is class that you are getting a harp, except what about a new piano? (Then you can save your piano for your second daughter).
This week we had interviews and Zone training. In President's Interviews, he told me to tell you (in case I haven't) That he likes me because I'm from Canada and Canada (Medicine Hat) looked after his father for three years in the Second World War. President is absolutely one of the classiest and most motivational people I know. I really wish you could meet him and Sister Pilkington.
This week we scheduled appointments after church Sunday which we try to do sometimes but it's not always as effective as we hope, but these past two Sundays, we've done quite good. So, we stayed busy, but also made finding a priority, which was something I don't love to do because the weather was rainy and I go through phases where I crawl back into my shell and lose all confidence to talk to strangers. But, the Zone Meeting was all on Finding, and President is inspired. He is encouraging us to never again approach someone and say, "HI! My friend and I are missionaries...blah-de-blah-de-blah" because that will not make anyone listen. Instead, we are encouraged to be real people and try different approaches. the best ones we have started to use are, "Hi, can we ask you a question? What makes you happy?" or "How do you feel about your ancestors?" That way we can talk about the gospel without spouting at them or talking at them, but talking with them and being conversational. It reminded me of a project that I was doing with a friend a few years ago where we wrote down a load of questions like that just because we wanted to see what different people were like, but we never got around (or got the courage) to actually go around and talk to strangers.
The adventure for this week was that we had a flat inspection from a gas company of some sort, and our boiler was condemned. Which meant that we had to freeze for only one day and then temporarily move to Gateshead with Sisters Peck and Benner until it's fixed. Hopefully that gets sorted soon because that means we have to commute on the metro from Gateshead to South Shields every day.
OH! I forgot! Yesterday evening we went to a Born Again church service. We met some people from there when we were visiting Marilyn from a few doors down our street. Anyway, we said that we'd come to theirs and they were invited to ours, only fair right? Right. Well, it was...interesting. The first half an hour I felt like I was at a gospel rock concert. The music wasn't weird or bad, it was probably something us missionaries would listen to in the morning, but the Spirit was lacking as the sermon went on because they were missing some important truths. It made me so grateful to not have to feel like so many important doctrines are unclear or missiong. After the sermon, the people were very friendly and all interested to talk to us but didn't exactly let us get a word in. I'm so grateful for sacred sounding hymns, and having the Spirit in the building throughout the meeting, not just when bits of truth are told.
This week has been great, thank you for your prayers and support. It is always appreciated.
Love you all,
Sister Lybbert
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