Hey fam!
Lovin' life:
Christmas
chaos in the VC. Private Public Affairs events where I got to wear
heels and shake lots of fancy hands. *****'s baptism (where I finally had
THAT moment, you know? When it's like..."OH. This is what all those
RM's talk about..."). Ward Christmas party.
...installment #2 to come. W/ pics.
Things are picking up!
We found three new investigators this week--two of which were through less-actives or part-member families. We met the third on the street, but he lives in an apartment building with an active member missionary, which is why he even stopped to chat with us in the first place. Though we may end up needing to transition a one of them to the Chinese elders, we feel incredibly blessed to have a little more of a teaching pool now. We also have a lesson scheduled with a new PMF in the ward as well as a less-active and her interested friend.
Possible reasons for the change of tide:
1) The ward Christmas party was a HUGE success. A good handful of less-actives and part-member families were there and that's actually where we found one of our new investigators. Our WML sent out personalized invites to each of these focus families with a note from the bishopric, which made a big difference.
2) We worked and planned better this week, which I suppose accounts for some of our success. We tried to maximize our finding, teaching, baptizing time.
The real reason for the change of tide:
Heavenly Father answers prayers. And I think He just enjoys blessing us overall, which I'm really grateful for. In that regard, I can't help but sigh when I think about this past week. He knows what we need and when we need it. I sometimes hate that my own personal needs are so high on His agenda because I was supposedly here to serve HIM. But I just can't seem to stop NEEDING things from Him. Just praying for my needs and desires to match His.
We're trying out this whole Deep Faith, High Expectations deal. Friday evening, we prayed to find a new investigator who was ready to be baptized and who would help bridge the current gap between the RC Misfits of the ward and the rest of the ward. (We were told to be specific). And then on Saturday, before and during the ward Christmas party, we made that our focus. And a few of the people we met and set appointments with may fit the description! We'll see how it all works out.
Personal tender mercies:
I got to return to my beloved Mar Vista ward on Saturday afternoon to see one of my investigators, *****, get baptized. It was inspiring and an answer to prayer on every level. She is a fiery recent convert who is a direct fruit of member missionary work. I'm going to convince Brother J to do a little documentary on YouTube about her conversion story as part of the Hastening of the Work of Salvation effort. I love her more than I can express, and am so grateful I got to be apart of her story.
There was a moment at the ward party where I finally felt like a missionary in the Westwood 1st Ward. As we were coordinating fellowship and talking with everyone and contacting referrals and making appointments, I realized all at once how much I love these people. I know I have said that I love them already...and I did. But I feel more like I belong here now, which is a tender mercy.
Moments I got to testify during the fancy party (the Public Affairs event) at the Visitors' Center on Tuesday Night. I had one Jewish guest directly ask me about my personal conversion. :)
Current goal:
I feel stale and old. It's taking way more energy than I thought it would to fight the 1-year plateau effect. In lessons and at the VC, I find myself saying things I've said a million times and even though I know the spirit will still testify...I just don't feel the power as strong as I did the first time I said it, you know? So. I'm working on it. Applying trainings, setting new goals, acting with faith to bring forth miracles.
Other blessings that are helping me through this icky plateau thing: 1) My amazing companion, who helps me to feel good about myself during this weirdly self-conscious period of my mission and who teaches & changes me by her humble example. 2) My calling in the VC, which forces me to consistently and constantly "step up my game" as I learn from and for the other sisters, who I love and admire more than ever.
I love the work, President. I say that in every letter, but I mean it differently every time.
I know that Heavenly Father loves me and He loves you. We are so grateful for what you do for us, and love you and Sister Weidman so dearly.
Sincerely,
Sister Wells
...A whole lotta pics.
***** and I after the Christmas party...the J's and Sis E and L (Mar Vista missionaries) and ***** and I in front of the JOY sign. So fitting, no? And my compa and ***** and I at the baptism (***** is a RC we're working with in Westwood 1st ward. She's in the red dress). And...the Creche exhibit (part of the Christmas merriment here at the LA VC. Lights, free concerts every night, nativity display, and MADNESS).
My compa in W. Hollywood. She's a rockstar.
Beautiful sunrise on Thanksgiving morn :)
Sis. W and Sis F and I on Thanksgiving (big family party=so fun).
*****, Sis F, and ***** playing the piano at *****'s house for dinner. Weirdest night of my life. It will require
its own episode of the VC Sitcom. (also on that night: Street contacting
a group of male models in tuxes who just finished a photo shoot. They
are that good looking in real life. FYI. And as sad as you would imagine
them to be. )

