First things first, HAPPY FATHERS DAY!! Big shout out to my
Papa. I love you Dad!! Yesterday I was asked to play the piano in church and
felt a little strange playing on Father's Day for other peoples Fathers! But it
was great Dad, don't worry. Well this week was full of excitement, ending in
the call that I am being transferred. AGAIN! The situation is a little unique
this transfer, so I already know where I am going. I will be serving in Camp
Hill, PA with Sister Maddox. Who was actually trained by Sister Carter as
well!! We will leave this afternoon and will spend the night there tonight! It
is a little discouraging because I moved into the new apartment just over 2
weeks ago and have to move again! And I worked so hard to make that apartment
cute, but I guess that's missionary life for ya! Earlier in the week I was able
to go on Exchanges to Camp Hill actually, because Sister Maddox is the
"Sister Training Leader", its a new position created world-wide. Its
kind of like the Sister version of the Zone Leader. Anyways, I was in Camp Hill
earlier and really enjoyed myself and mentioned to a few members we taught with
" I hope I can come back soon!" Look at that premonition :) So that's
pretty exciting. I will be there tonight, so send the mail to Camp Hill now!!
The new sisters will be forwarding any mail that is sent here in Berwick
though, so don't worry if you've sent stuff here. This week missionary work
wise was another hard one. Linda, our awesome referral and progressing
investigator called and dropped us. Hard. I was driving and heard Sister
Roberts go "Oh. Okay. That's okay. Call us if you change your mind.
Bye." and I asked what happened and she said Linda told her she didn't
want to take the lessons anymore. I instantly pulled over and explained that we
are selling salvation, not Tupperware and it wasn't okay and grabbed the phone.
I called Linda and tried to talk her off the edge but she was done. She said
she didn't like that we don't have ordained preachers and is too old and set in
her ways to change her mind. It was really hard to hear. She was a really sweet
lady and I was so sad to hear her decide not to take the lessons anymore.
Heavenly Father must be trying to teach me something, but I am still not
getting the message I guess. I continue to be humbled everyday by someone who
slams a door in my face or yells at me to get off their porch, and I am praying
to find the person that I am out here to find. I'll let you all know what I
figure out the lesson :) On a lighter note, when I started my mission Heavenly
Father encouraged me to read the Book of Mormon once a transfer, or every six
weeks. I was about as confused as you are reading that when I felt that
impression. But I knew exactly what He said, so I've followed that since the
start of my mission and yesterday I finished the Book of Mormon for the 4th
time on my mission, the last day of my 4th transfer. When I got to Moroni 10, I
got emotional and ended up crying through the whole chapter! That has never
happened to me before, but it was really cool. I felt the Spirit in such a calm
way and I was crying for quite a while. I know that the Book of Mormon is the
word of God and another testament of Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for the
Book of Mormon and my testimony that it is true. I know that I need to share
the Book of Mormon with as many people as possible and I know that I need to
read it so frequently so that my testimony can be strengthened continually.
Heavenly Father has blessed us so much with the Book of Mormon. So many people
sacrificed everything they had, including their lives, so that we can read that
book and come closer to returning to our Heavenly Father. So everyone in the
world should read it! This week marks my six month mark as a missionary. Can
you believe its been that long? Sometimes I cant believe its ONLY been that
long. I feel like I've been having doors slammed in my face forever! :) It's so
weird to think that a third of my mission has been lived out already! If I
continue at this transfer rate I'll have served in 9 places by the end of my
mission! Hopefully I'll get to stay in Camp Hill longer than 6 weeks, but I
wont hold my breath! This week also marks Mom and Dad's anniversary!! June 18!
don't think I would forget. Sometimes I forget my own name, my headaches are so
bad, but I wouldn't forget that! Happy Anniversary you cute kids!! Thanks for
getting married. I seriously am so grateful for your wonderful example in
temple marriage and I cant wait for the day that I get to have my own eternal
marriage! This week coming week should be a whole new set of experiences and
excitement.
LOVE YOU ALL!!
Sister Andresen
PS My address is: 405 Brookview Court, Mechanicsburg PA
17050
PPS Check out the street I found this week in Bloomsburg.
Thats Sister Carters first name!!
The second picture is me washing my laundry today. I needed
a good washing today too :)
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