This past week has been a little tough. A lot of our appointments fell through. It just goes to show one must be patient with the Lord’s work. There has been a bright side, of course, as all weeks do. We taught a wonderful lesson to a part-member family yesterday. The presence of the holy spirit in their home was amazing. I honestly left that meeting so full of the spirit, I can't even explain it. Then, yep, when we had arrived at our next appointment this lady, who does not like missionaries, asked us why we were wasting our time teaching a less active sister and her un-baptized children. She said, "I never even see you go in the house." Truth be told, we could not go into the house because there was no other male present. We explained to her the Lord loves his children and the less active sister and her children needed to know that. The lady finally agreed we were right, but by then the spirit was gone from me. I honestly wanted to say, “this is the Lord's work and every single person needs, it even you.” Of course, I did not, but still I knew by just thinking it was wrong because I would have said it out of anger. I got home, got on my knees and did the only thing I knew would work - prayer – which worked way better than getting angry at someone.
Oh, and by the way, my hair is already growing back!