Orlando, Florida Mission

Orlando, Florida Mission

Monday, January 23, 2017

Righteous Fury!


This week was a testimony building week for sure! 

First off transfers were this week. A lot of people in our zone left but luckily Hermana Brown and I are staying together! 
Tuesday we spent the entire day out tracting and finding those who God has prepared. However Tuesday was a really hard day. Our investigator Bexy dropped us because her husband found out about her interest in our religion and got upset. He is not religious and doesn't want her to be either. She was really upset but we told her to keep praying and hopefully her husband will come around.
 
We met the most catholic person ever this week. As we knocked on the apartment door we could see through the window TONS of statues of the Holy Mother, the pope, and Jesus. I thought to my self, " oh man we are going to get yelled at" but to my amazement a 100 year old blind lady opened the door. Haha. She invited us in because she loves talking about Jesus. She told us of a time when she took a picture of the window of a bus and when she developed the film the face of Jesus was there. She gave us a copy of the picture. Haha. She was crazy but I loved her. She loves Jesus and was so excited that we were out teaching people about him, even if we were a different religion. 

This week Hermana Brown and I decided to keep a list of all the crazy reasons people "can't talk to us right now". Here are my favorites:

         "Our dog just died and we need some time to grieve as a family"

          " I'm bleaching my mustache" (said by a woman)

          "I'm busy WAITING for the bus"

I'm always amazed when people are "too busy". As a missionary, we are representatives of Jesus Christ. Like the picture of Christ knocking on the handle-less door, we are always knocking but you have to let us in. Closing the door saying "I'm too busy" is really just saying you don't have time for Jesus. 
I got into my first bible bash this week! I cried......Haha. Even though the man only used his words it felt like he was literally punching me in the chest. He told us how stupid Joseph Smith was and how the Book of Mormon was false. It was all normal bible bash stuff and how all we need is the Bible. He kept saying "if it's not in the Bible it's not true". The part that hurt the most was when he began bashing my family. He told us how the only reason we believe this was because our parents forced us to believe it and brain washed us. This made me so upset. With all of my righteous fury I told him that wasn't true. I told him how I did not believe in the church until I was 14. My parents did not force me to do anything but that I had a sincere desire to know the truth. I prayed and I read the Book of Mormon out of my own free will and gained a testimony on my own. When it was all over and we had walked away I broke down and sobbed. Not because he shook my testimony, but because he had trashed the things I hold sacred. How dare he tell me what I believe and how I came to believe it. On the car ride back we listened to How firm a foundation. I could physically feel my testimony grow.
 
I KNOW this church is true. I KNOW the Book of Mormon is true. I KNOW that Jospeh smith was a prophet of God and that he truly saw Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. And I Know these things because I asked God, not because my parents or church leaders told me. I know it because the Holy Ghost testified to me that they are true. My testimony is unshakeable. 
How firm a foundation

7. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, I’ll never, no never,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake

I love my savior Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for the sacred opportunity and privilege I have to be His representative and to teach people about Him.

I hope you are all doing well! Thank you for your endless support and prayers! We feel them!!!! 

Love,
Hermana Kent 
 
Post Bible Bash


Our picture from Miss Kay, the 100 year old catholic lady.
I think it looks more like Jack Sparrow than Jesus...
An entire day of biking


Soaking our sore feet and eating ice-cream
in the bathtub


 

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