Saturday had a real rocky go. We had some solid appointments with some legit people, all of which (by 10am) had fell through. Our day was planned out around those individuals so we had no idea how to spend out time. Honestly, I was a little salty. But, all day we just prayed to be where God wanted us and prayed to be an answer to someone's prayer, and we felt prompted to go knock some doors in this apartment complex, something we normally wouldn't do...like at all. But we did! Then we tried some other people around us and eventually every second of our day led us to be at the exact right place at the perfect time. There are some miracles that Heavenly Father plans by the second, and looking back, the Spirit was guiding us all day by having us do things we normally would never do! And it all led to seeing a man walk down the stairs from his apartment while knocking a members door and saying hi.
This guy said hi back and we asked how his day was. Turns out, he had just gotten back from a funeral where he had buried his father in law. I asked if there was anything we could do for him and he just looked at us and said "yes! You go upstairs and knock on my door and talk to my wife." Uhhhhh OKAY! The spirit bore powerful testimony that our appointments and plans fell through for this moment and for this person. So we go straight upstairs and we meet his wife, who was just broken because of the loss of her dad. She looked lost and hopeless and it really broke my heart to see. She told us all about her dad, told us about the funeral, then asks "you believe he's in heaven right?" And guys. We bore testimony of eternal families, of God's love for her, how aware He is of her family, and told her that her dad is being taken care of. There's something really amazing about being a missionary. Sometimes God let's us feel the love He has for His children as we teach them and love them. That's what he did. I grabbed her hand and cried with her, but because I knew that she was going to see him again. Before we left their house she looked at us and just knew God sent us to her because He loves her, and we got to tell her we knew that God sent us to her because He knows her and loves her.
There have been days on the mission where everything falls through and we have no idea what to do and it seems like we are just kind of there. But I have a strong testimony now that as we follow the Spirit and go with the flow of things, we really are on the Lord's errand. I know God is in the smallest details, even down to the millisecond. He is aware of His children, He is aware of you! My amazing and wonderful mom sent a quote from my friend who just got home from her mission. They said the more we serves the more we learn it is less about our abilities and more about watching the Lord work His miracles. If that's not true I dont know what is.
It's been a real good week. The Lord has taught me more about my mission this week than the past 8 months. This work is amazing and I am so blessed to be apart of this work.
I love my mission, I love this work. I love being able to be an instrument in the hands of the Lord and I'm so blessed to know who I am and where I'm going. I love God! He is so good! I encourage yall to pray and ask Heavenly Father to help you be an answer to a prayer today. Be on His errand. It's the greatest work to be apart of :) I love yall, and have a great week!
Alma 26:3
Love, Sister Crouch
1. Seriously though, how do you get the job to come up with the church signs?
2. The district with a some member who wanted a picture with some awesome missionaries haha
3. KATHY! The light of our whole LIFE in this area. Shes a recent convert we get to work with in Madison!
4. JIMMY JOHNS! First time having it in 8 months!
5. We tried this member, but his wife wasnt home so he delivered a warm meal to us on a miserably cold, Mississippian evening. Southern hospitality is REAL!
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