Hey yall,
It is transfer week, and yes...I am being transferred!! Crazy,
right??? This coming transfer will be my 4th transfer and my 3rd area.
Wow. We all thought that I'd stay and we weren't sure what would happen
with Sis. Salsberry. But, the call came, and our district leader said,
"Sister Jackson, you're leaving." I was like, "WHAT??" Haha, but I'm ok.
I am feeling better about this transfer move than I did the last one. I
am just starting to expect change now. So, I haven't started packing
and it is 2:30pm. Sister Salsberry found out last night that she is
training. So, tomorrow morning we are going to the transfer meeting and
we will find out where I'm off to! My guess is La Porte or Woodville,
most likely it is the latter. BUT, things are unpredictable!
So, today, we went to lunch with a member, NW, she is
amazing! She takes such good care of us missionaries! We went to Logan's
Roadhouse :) I had the Teriyaki Grilled Chicken with a Ceaser salad,
and sweet potato fries. Changed it up a little...haha. I know you wanted
to know what I had, but I thought yall (the family) would get a kick
out of it. I loved it! Haven't been there since Feb 6th ;)
Ok, as for the week...
We went on Exchanges (splits) with the Porter Sisters. I went to
Porter on Friday night with Sister Higand Sister Hay came here.
It was fun. I loved it! I ate a fig ( a green/yellow one) for the first
time. It was weird, but not bad. Sister Hig was Sister Con's
trainer! So, it was fun. She trained Sister Con when she was only
here for 6 weeks. Crazy, right?
Last night...boy...let me tell you about last night. There was a
fireside at the Mission Home. (We are so lucky to have the Mission Home
so close to us. We can use the Crawfords for so much. If I go to
Woodville, I'll be far away from it) Anyway, this fireside was for
investigators, less active, and recent converts. We presented the 1st
lesson on the Restoration. I was given the assignment to recite the
Joseph Smith History. OH my goodness. I didn't feel too nervous because I
have recited it twice now for groups of missionaries and twice for
investigators. I know it. But, the hard part is doing more than reciting
it. I was trying to make sure I was worthy enough of the Spirit so it
could be there to testify as I spoke. I was standing in front of 30
investigators. Well, I started and (for real) I was in the first line
and I blanked. I paused, and continued for a bit but stumbled. I tried
my best to maintain my composure and not let on that I forgot. I just
paused. I continued and just completely forgot. I skipped big parts and
had to go back. Yet, the whole time, I was trying to not freak out and,
instead, listen to the Spirit...hoping the words would come. (Poor
Sister Haynie was trying to mouth the words to me. :) President was
sitting in a chair to my left. From the corner of my eye, I saw him put
his scriptures down and lean forward, gazing at my face. I tried to hold
my ground as best as I could and I literally stumbled over all the
words. Until, I finally got to "I saw a pillar of light..." Then, the
words came more smoothly. I bore my testimony and went back to my spot
at the back of the room. I felt an odd sense of utmost failure and "you
did your best." It took all I had to not cry. But, when we sang the
closing hymn, I began to sob. Then, EVERYONE came and gave me hugs and
pats on the back, "You did good, don't worry." And, they meant well, but
it made me cry so much more. So now, I have a red nose and red eyes and
tear drops all over my shirt. Hahaha, talk about a sight!
Well, President pulled me aside and said that I did great. He told
me that he was so proud. He thought he would jump in and save me-give me
a word or two to help. But, he thought "No, I need to let her finish."
He took me by the shoulders and said, "Sister Jackson, I was proud of
you. And, I want you to be at peace." LOOOONG story short, I feel better
and I felt a lot of love from President and Sister Crawford last night.
Wish I could finish, but the computer is going to log me off. I ran
outta time today :( Sorry I can't respond to more. Love yall!
Sister Jackson
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