Today after we jogged, did our studies, and inspected our car, we went over to Sandy's, who's an investigator. She didn't understand the works and grace thing. She thinks it's freely given, but she doesn't understand that works just means doing your best and repenting, trying to become a better person everyday. She wants to believe the church is true, but her friends and daughter are pushing her away from that.
We at lunch at Wawa(only in the East) If you don't know what a Wawa is, well then you're just crazy. Then we went to the Thomson's. I love them! They are my favorite! They live in a log cabin in the woods. It's strange, because I'm building relationships with these people, and then next week I'm moving to a different area.
We visited a member who just got out of the hospital and she reminds me of my sister in law. Her poodle stinks though. We drove through Salem (mini Camden=not a safe place!) Very crime-filled. It's weird how there's city, ocean, ghetto, and very emaculent. We were on our way to a dinner appointment which fell through. That seems to happen quite a bit. I figure that's normal. However, the elders were there and they were able to open our jar of salsa! hooray! Chips and salsa! We've been trying to open that stupid jar for days. People here say water like "wooder." Everyone does. They also say "yous," which is like y'all.
I love serving. What a blessing to be able to do so every minute of everyday. Wow. I see God's hand in everything I do. It's very evident.
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