Well...the 4th of July in Durango was crazy...I would venture to say the city doubled in population. We literally had to flee into the mountains away from all the alcohol and partying. We just visited members up the canyon and had a good time keeping ourselves unspotted from the world:)
The week definitely had its ups and downs, but that’s the definition of missionary work! Our wonderful investigator who we thought was doing really well slammed the door in our face so that felt good. BUT on the other hand, we've been teaching a younger man and he came to church with his family and had a really great time!
It's a very humbling experience when you are a part of someone’s journey into the Gospel. Seeing them begin a relationship with their Savior, watching them walk into the Lords Church for the first time in their life with a feeling of curiosity and wonder, to sit with them as they experience the overwhelming Spirit of the Sacrament, or to kneel with them as they pray to their Father in Heaven for the first time in their life. You literally take this journey with them, you weep with them and rejoice with them, your right there as they experience the pain and joy of true repentance, you truly have the opportunity to watch Jesus Christ transform them into something so much more than what they thought they could be.
I just stand amazed as I witness the Savior still perform his miracles every day. And I know as you slow down and turn around to look at your life yesterday or the week before, you'll recognize His miracles and majesty in your own life. I know He lives.
Love you all!