21 years ago this Friday, November 4th, a missionary was born. and her name was Sister Petty. No, not the two in the MTC, the one in Florida. Me. For my birthday wish I would like each of you to share your testimony. Any way you please; wether that be in fast & testimony meeting, online, or to a friend or family member. Bearing your testimony strengthens it and it blesses others. Go forth and testify!
For doing relatively the same things each week, I end up with completely unique circumstances everyday. Most of the time I'll find myself in the middle of an unusual situation and not even know how I got there. One such event took place this week in Umatilla (where most strange things tend to happen), when Sister Phelps and I sought out a less active member that I had noticed on the outermost edge of our boundary. We researched further and found a blank teaching record. Seeing as we had an overabundance of miles left (we are allotted a certain amount each month), we set an appointment to go on a journey there and back again.
The less active member cautioned us over the phone that she had dogs. We didn't really think anything of it because everyone and their dog has a dog here. But what we weren't expecting were 9 Rottweilers. She breeds them. and shows them. Professionally. She has been doing so for 30+ years. 😳
It was absolutely astounding. We helped her feed them all (we followed her and watched), but there were only 2 that we actually met and that were in the house. Cindy was the sweetest, Melanie was a bit much. Have you ever had a rottweiler try to crawl in your lap?
It was an overall interesting experience, but I liked it because she liked the way I was loud & clear and made eye contact with the dogs. She said I had a "good way about [me]", and that I must be a great missionary. ☺️
Amy didn't make it to church this week, which we were massively bummed about. But there to pick us up was our favorite and most solid investigator: Lillian. She's been visiting with sister missionaries for a few months; she feeds us, she loves us, she uplifts us. She was even invited to be baptized, but she wasn't ready and not entirely sure it'd ever be for her, but she keeps meeting with us so that's saying something. She always does her reading, she always has insightful questions and she is so powerfully compelled to always learn more about Christ. She even tells us about events that could be finding opportunities for us it's like she's already a member.
Lillian hadn't come to church before because she has back problems, so sitting on the hard chairs for a few hours was pretty brutal on her. But she did it! She even came on the Sunday that the ward has a "linger longer" potluck and everyone was so amazingly kind to her it was glorious.
I couldn't dress up for Halloween, but if I could I had a brilliant idea: sister missionaries as nuns. Sound of music convent style. It'd be hilarious. We get confused as nuns all the time anyway so might as well.
Stay spooky,
-Sister Olivia Petty 🎃
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| It's near impossible to tell, but I'm pointing to some ducks and geese for reasons I can't remember 10.25.16 |
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| a beautiful stray cat that I fell in love with 10.25.16 |
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| Golf cart of the week 10.27.16 |
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