What makes me happiest

We were able to meet a great new investigator this week while contacting at the park. I know without a doubt it was because we were guided to her through the Holy Ghost. Her name is Liz. So we were about to leave the park because everyone was busy playing soccer and tennis and didn't want to talk to us, when we spotted her. She was watching her kids in the park, and I knew that I needed to talk to her. She is great, we went from talking about weather, to movies, to missions, to plan of salvation, the whole time talking about her family. We gave her a book of Mormon, and she told us that this is what she has been looking for, she even asked us to come talk to her again, and gave us her phone number. It was an amazing opportunity, and I was so glad to finally be able to see Heavenly Father's plan.

Not only that, but we were just able to see the beauty of the temple, or serving, and of working to the best of your ability.

This week has been hard with my health we have had to take a lot of down time, and I'm sick of being sick. If you know me, I work as hard as possible and then some. So when I can't do that, or I have to rest, it makes me feel weak. It makes me feel that I am not worth much here. I realized something though: I just have to make the best of the time I have and think of the scripture in Ether 12, that He makes weak things become strong. I have to humble myself, and know my weaknesses, and help people because of it. I have really tried to do that this week. I think that it has really helped. We worked, but not more than I could handle. I had a hard time when I got home. I laughed, I taught, and I endured. The few members that do know that I am sick told me that I don't act like I am sick. I am so grateful that I can mask my pain to be able to work.

The members are really helpful and try whatever they can to help me in whatever way that I need. I am so glad that I am still in the Victoria ward. I love it so much, and I really do love the people that I work with. They are the best. I wish that they would finally understand how important their role is in missionary work. Do all of you realize it? I know that we have had so many lessons, so many firesides, and so many talks given about how we are commanded to do missionary work. I mean that was what my farewell talk was on, but do you understand that missionaries literally have to knock on 1,000 doors to get one baptism out of tracting? That it takes 7 touches from members of the church before anyone becomes willing to even open the door to missionaries? We can't do it by ourselves. We had to drop all of our investigators this week besides Liz because they weren't progressing.  They won't answer the door; they won't answer our phone calls. Well all of them were found though our efforts. So no wonder they weren't progressing - they needed more people to support them and lift them up. So please help the missionaries in your area, because we need to always be helping because who doesn't want to share what makes them the happiest in the world? I know without a doubt that this gospel, this mission, and the Book of Mormon is what makes me the happiest. So share it with others.

Well I love all of you so much and hope that you have a good week. I will see you soon.

Love,

Sister Bell

P.S.  I am coming home from my mission early for medical reasons. I don't want to leave 'til the end of the transfer, so I will be home October 6th. Please don't feel bad; I am still doing the Lord's work, and He must have another plan for me. Just like Paul said, you might not have a black name tag, but we need it to be written with ink on our hearts. Just like all of us, I will still be the missionary the Lord needs me to be.