The one where God is so good

On Monday I was feeling so anxious because we had to give the MLC discussion on Tuesday. I don't know why I was so scared because I give discussions every transfer but man was I scared. We found a good sushi restaurant that is so good and so cheap so that was the tender mercy of the day. 

On Tuesday was MLC and we gave our discussion and we think it went really well. I was still scared out of my mind but everyone said ours was their favorite and they didn't even tell us that. I guess the APs were asking people who their favorite discussion was and everyone said ours! Anyway, we drove back from Southfield and finally got to sit down to do personal study and this is when everything went wrong. I was feeling good about everything and then I sat down after praying to start personal study and my phone starts ringing. It is the Lapeer sister missionaries (my last area) so I answer it and I was really confused. They asked me if I remembered a lady named Debbie (she was the lady that reacted to my post about temples and we started teaching her if anyone remembers that). Debbie had called them looking for me. Anyway, I say yes and they continue to tell me that Debbie's neighbor, Matt,  told Debbie that I told him that he was doing some really nasty things to her and they both wanted to get the police involved. This is just my luck. So I decided to call my mission president and ask what I should do and that's when the tears came. We got it all sorted out (I think). Later that night  I had another heart attack moment. To preface, as missionaries, we aren't allowed to be on our phones after 10:30 p.m. so I wasn't on mine. At around 10:35 my brother Landon starts calling me. I initially thought it was a butt dial and then I started getting scared that someone died because when that happens my family likes to just randomly call me. I decided to answer it and Landon was crying so I for sure thought I was going to have to join a funeral over Zoom again. I asked what was wrong and he said he got called as bishop for the 1st ward!! I think it's funny now but at the moment my heart was in my butt! I felt special though because I was the only one out of my sisters he told (I'm his favorite).

Moving on. We have been planning the Ann Arbor Art Fair for a while now and it's been stressing me out. On Thursday we got a call from the guy in YSA that we are working with and he told us that our request to get it on the DIAG where they had it last year got declined. So we still don't know if our booth will even be a part of the art fair because it might have to be on the institute front lawn if they decline us for a different spot. 

On Friday a less active member of our ward that we meet with every week randomly told us that it is because of people like us that she is leaving the church so that one just felt great!!

Not only did all of this stuff happen but we also could not find anyone to teach to save our lives. Like we were trying so hard to be so diligent and when I say everyone I mean everyone. EVERYONE was saying no. 

Now, I'm ranting about this because God works in mysterious ways. Fast forward to Sunday night. Sundays are always crazy for us because we cover 2 wards so we don't have a lot of time to find people. It was 8:30 Sunday night and we hadn't found a single person all week. As we were street contacting we were feeling really discouraged and Sister Baker pulled me over into a parking lot corner behind some trees and said "We need to pray" I agreed so we poured our hearts out asking to find someone to teach. As we were praying I remembered a guy that I saw right across the street just casually playing his keyboard. We decided to go to talk to him. His name is Alex and I had an in because I asked him how long he has been playing piano for and he asked if I played. We shared a scripture with him and he said we could share more with him!! GOD ANSWERS PRAYERS!!! I bet you thought this story was over. We were walking back to our apartment and we were literally around the corner from it and we saw this old man and so I said hi and he stopped walking and started talking to us!! His name is Mike. We talked for a while and shared a scripture with him and he said we could share more!! 

Sometimes God just needs us to go through really hard weeks and all He wants is for us to turn to him completely!! On my mission/life it has been in those moments when I didn't know what else to do so I finally put everything in His hands. I don't understand why it takes me so long but I'm working on it. That experience really has strengthened my testimony of the power of prayer and how God is so aware of all of His children. I end all of my weekly emails with "Trust in the Lord" and I think I do that for more of a reminder for me more than anything. Anyway, that was my week and I hope everyone has a good one! I love you all sooooo much!!

Trust in the Lord ;) 

Love,

Sister Welch ♡

Picssss

Sis Parke

Sis stevens

Sis Johnson

The sisters

Sis baker

Sushi

This is how close the seat is when Sis Baker drives 

Moments after the miracle