so we were like, we prolly outta try out them scooters first cuz they are easier than skateboards. went down it once, it was absolutely exhilarating. it felt like i was going 30mph and i was scared the whole time but also having a ridiculous blast as the world legit flew by me. It was incredible. we reach the bottom...and see that after that decline, there was an even larger decline. It was two hills next to each other. this one was a lot longer and way steeper and had a few plants growing through the cracks. So... with some hesitation, but not enough to stop me...we started walking up this hill. we get to the top and....start going. I had my back foot on the brakes as I started and quickly accelerated to the speeds I had reached before...but even with putting as much force as I could on that back wheel I was still gaining speed and I wasn't even half way down the hill yet. So I smile as I realize the truth: I'm going to fall. and it's not going to be good. so I started praying and singing the song that was stuck in my head "heaven help me" by zach Williams LOL
and then it happened. bruh i have no clue how it happened. I just heard the ground scraping my flesh off and my body hitting the ground, flying a bit, then hitting it again and sliding against the ground. The scooter was waaayy behind me so I know I must have slid and bounced at least 15 feet. I laid on the ground and first just said a prayer thanking God that I was ok and then asking to actually fr be ok. so i started with my feet, and my left one hurt pretty bad, continued up. yup- my knees are definitely bleeding. along with my back and my arms hurt really bad. my hands just felt like empty tickles and shakes. BUT! my head was completely fine- no pain at all in my head. so i sit up and check, my shoes are freaking destroyed. The scooter brakes got so hot it melted my shoes and the ground scrapped them real good too. My jeans have a big hole.
so. ya. Elder Scott drove us home and we fixed me up real good.
So I'm in a lot of pain but I'm really lucky- there are so many things that could have gone wrong and what did happen is basically the best possible outcome. Even though I'm mega roughed up I know God protected me. I know I need to make better choices and I should be more aware of what's going on. I know the rules are in place for a reason and this wasn't really following all the rules. I learned obedience and commandments literally protect us sometimes...and when you rebel you get hurt.
Anyways. It was definitely a week. We met so many people who were not only not interested but also heavily against us. It made me really appreciate the people who just say "I'm not interested" because these people like to tell us awful things about the church and really like to rub it in that we are bothering them. They try to make us feel like we are in the wrong by simply being in their apartment complex. There's also a lot of people who feel like they have to say yes but really have -5 interest thus they accomplish wasting our time and theirs as well. We had a few people set up return apts and then they arent home or just tell us they actually don't want to talk to us.
When somebody 1. let us teach them something 2. gives us contact info of some kind and 3. set up a return appointment with us, they become what is called a "new person" (new person to start teaching)
I realized that as a missionary it is my job to FIND new people. not MAKE new people. if somebody is not interested--I'm not gonna have success trying to tell them to be interested. My job is to seek out those whom God has prepared to receive the gospel.
Well
I love you guys. I love being a missionary. I'm grateful I'm alive lol.
and ofc, plz get out on your mission. If I'm talking to you I'm talking to you. Finish those papers and begin now becoming who God wants you to be. plz read the bom every day. And fr fr fr if you have questions text me! email me! lemme know!
"It's all here in the book of mormon"
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