Hi Everyone!
This week has been great! Life is good!
We met with L on Tuesday and Thursday.
He is getting baptized on Tuesday! Yay!
On Saturday, we went with the E/V
family to make some treats and deliver them to their neighbors! They
gave out 6 Book of Mormons too!
We aren't going to find out about
transfers tomorrow until after 9pm tonight, so we'll see what
happens!
Have a great week!
Sincerely,
Sister Danica Greenall
P.S. Here's an awesome Ensign article
by Sister A (who we live with!):
Seeing Beyond Myself
By Elizabeth Benac Ashurst
Some time ago my husband and I
prayerfully decided it was time for him to make a career change. So
we sold our home to raise money to start a new business. Soon it
became clear that the business was a failure. Our savings were gone,
and we were in financial crisis. Besides our pressing and worrisome
debts, we were concerned about providing for our children, two
school-age and two preschoolers. Pregnant with our fifth child, I was
physically, emotionally, and spiritually drained. It was a dark time
in our lives.
One day the phone rang. The voice on
the other end said, “We have a family in need in our ward. Would
you please take a casserole to them for their dinner tonight?”
Instinctively I said, “Yes.” Then I
hung up the phone and cried. We had been discreet about our
problems—perhaps too discreet. Few knew of our own troubled
situation.
Through my tears I went to the kitchen
and prepared a casserole from the sparse ingredients I found in my
cupboard. Then I loaded the baby into the stroller, gathered the
other children, and, balancing the casserole on the handle of the
stroller, started the mile walk to the home of the family in need.
As we walked, I felt hurt inside. It
seemed unfair that I had been asked to help someone else when my own
need was also great. We finally reached our destination and were
greeted by a distraught family member, who informed me that their
child had just been killed in a tragic accident.
In an instant my perspective changed.
As I turned to walk home, I was overwhelmed by the sweet spirit of
the Comforter. I realized my adversity and affliction would be but a
small moment (see D&C 121:7). My husband would find a job; we
would get through this. I looked at my children running circles
around the stroller. What a blessing they were! And how grateful I
was for my good husband—worthy to hold the priesthood, trying so
hard to solve our problems, and loving me so much! I had a home to
return to, even if we did not own it. I had food in my cupboards,
even if it did not provide the menu I would prefer. And I had caring
family support.
But most of all, I was grateful for a
loving Heavenly Father who, despite my own pressing needs, had
extended to me an opportunity to serve another. How little I had
given, and how much I had received.
[illustrations] Illustrated by Bethany
Scow
Elizabeth Benac Ashurst teaches Relief
Society in the Plano Eighth Ward, Plano Texas Stake.
https://www.lds.org/ensign/1999/07/mormon-journal/seeing-beyond-myself?lang=eng&query=ashurst#pop_005-99907_000_020
