Wow this week has been crazy! I woke up Tuesday morning feeling nauseous. So as I said my morning prayers I asked Heavenly Father to help give me the strength to do His work that day. I got a thought that I needed to stay strong because there was someone we needed to see at 430. So I muscled through it all day and it wasn't to bad. We headed to one of our last appointments/ someone we were trying to get a hold of. We were walking through some appartment complexes looking for the right one and walked past a man. We felt like we needed to talk to him so we stopped him and gave him a mormon.org card. We ended up talking with him for about an hour!!! He was very open about religion and we talked to him about our Heavenly Father and Christ, The Book of Mormon, and Joseph Smith. And he wanted to know more!! We got all of him contact info so that we can go and teach him more! When we finished talking with him i felt so sick. So we headed home a little early. Then Wed, Thurs, and Fri I was SO sick. I felt like I had the flue but I never threw up or anything. Sis Snow was super sick to but hers was a super soar throat like strep and then it turned into a sinus thing. We would laugh and say we are both getting sick at the same time so that it will only happen once.
On Monday we were planning for a book of Mormon class that we teach on Tuesdays. Sis Snow got out a index card and told me that I was going to die in 2 minutes and that I had that time to write down anything I wanted to tell the people I love and that she would give it to them after I was gone. This is what I wrote... "We are brothers and sisters to a perfect brother who loves us so much He bore every pain, sorrow, anguish, heart break, inadequacy, and all suffering. He gave his life so that we can LIVE. On the other side of things we have brother who is in so much pain form his choices that he wants us to be miserable like unto his self. While we are here we have a choice just like both of them did. With one comes eternal like, joy, and family. With the other comes eternal guilt, agony, and pain. But it is our choice." (That is as far as I got) Then I gave her the card. She put it on her lap and then picked it up. She looked at me and said stuff like, I have been really busy but I will eventually get this to them. And would rip it in half. You know I felt really tired today but I will get around to it tomorrow. RIP. She continued to do this until the paper was in pieces. That was incredibly painful. I got tears in my eyes because the spirit I had as a wrote this was so strong and it they were my last words. She took another piece of paper off her lap that looked exactly the same and handed it to me. This was my paper!!!! She went on to explain the resemblance this had to the scriptures. The words in that book are so important, these men took time to write down the things that mean so much to them. That have helped them in their lives, and then we just "rip them up" and say later later. WE NEED THE SCRIPTURES NOW!!! They are inspired words from God. We would be CRAZY not to read them daily and drink in the knowledge that is in them.
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