Don't just be yourself, be someone nicer.

Hey guys, this week has been eventful but uneventful. We had lots of meetings again, which just happens every first week of each month. But I just don't think my brain is ever mentally prepared for it. We also had to move out of our old apartment and into the Spanish elders apartment (they moved out, it's ok). So needless to say our proselyting time was very limited. But within our proselyting time the Lord blessed us with lots of miracles which was of course great.

At the beginning of the week we drove up to Columbia and slept at the sisters apartment in Irmo with them and the Seneca sisters. And then the next day all of the sisters before MLC got up and played volleyball. To say the least I was one of the best players there which is not super impressive because I'm really bad at volleyball. Hahah so not a lot of hitting the ball went on during that game. That's okay, it was fun nonetheless and next time we'll have to try something different. But I just love being a missionary. It's so great! I have a hard time letting myself do fun things because I just have in my head that I'm supposed to be suffering at all times. Luckily Heavenly Father placed me with Sister Hill who helps me a lot with that kind of stuff. We are a good balance for each other.

Last week I told yall about that member, Papa Lor, that passed away. Well, his funeral was this week and I think it was the neatest experience ever. All of his family was there, which took up the entire chapel! He had 8 kids, among which 2 are active, and then I think like 47 grandchildren and 30 something great grands. A lot of people. But it was so neat to see them all in the chapel. Because they are all Hmong so they have certain ceremonies and traditions for things. But before Papa Lor, before he died, told his family that he wanted to have an LDS funeral. So Saturday  morning they we were and there they were in the chapel. And some of the kids who were active gave talks about their dad. This was a man who moved to Spartanburg 19 years ago, didn't speak a lick of English, and yet never missed church for 19 years since living here. Even though he couldn't understand what was being said. When asked why he would go he always answered, "Because it is true. Why go anywhere else when I have found the truth? I found the good spot and so I lowered my anchor" and there he stayed. What a perfect example of a true disciple of Christ. It was just so neat to be able to sit there and have the spirit testify to me as well as to his family, that he was definitely dwelling with God. It's so amazing to have the eternal perspective that the gospel brings. That death truly is just a step in our eternal progression and how short our time is here to prepare for that day. I'm so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ and the ability to be cleansed of our sins. That's what it's all about. That's why we are here.

Mmm..missionary work :)

I love you guys and I hope you have a great week!!! Good luck with school everybody  and with life and stuff.

Sister Johanson