We had a good dinner with a cute family with 4 kids, 2 dogs, a bird, a cat, and 2 fish. (it's VERY unusual for a house in new Jersey to NOT have at least 5 pets.) Their oldest has cystic fibrosis. Cute family! The youngest reminds me of my niece. We went to some other people in the ward lastnight, which they would not stop talking. Oh my heck, couldn't get a word in if I wanted to. They gave us a ton of referrals though. Their daughter is 21 and thinking about going on a mission. She's in charge of LDSSA at Rowan University. She's cool. Anyway, a ton of Jersey people are like that. They will talk and talk and talk for days. My job is to sit and act interested, which at 9:00 P.M. is the most difficult thing in the world to do.
This morning we had district meeting. I gave a talk on bearing testimony. I also played the piano. It went very well. It was another day to start out with, that I didn't want to be here, and I wanted to cry every second(but didn't) thank goodness. I've gotten pretty good at controlling it.
President and Sister Winegar sent me a card with a picture of the D.C. temple on it and a note expressing sympathy for my Grandma passing and gratitude for my sacrifice. It was a rainy day. Then, like all days that I start out being all depressed, it turned into the most miraculous day ever. We stopped by a referral, but it was the wrong house. Anyway, she told us we could stop back. Then, we remembered the potential house we stopped by before, a couple houses down. We thought we would try again. This was the actual referral. She let us right in, told us she had missionaries in the past. Her mom and daughter are members. Her husband walks in. She believes we aren't wrong, but she follows her husband and whatever he does. If he decides to pursue something, she will. If not, then she won't. We were about to leave, but he walks in. We set up an appointment for next week. They fed us dinner while we were there. They have a cute 12 year old daughter. Pretty much the most perfect family I have ever met.
We shared a scripture: Proverbs 3:5-6. The wife was telling us that everytime her husband has prayed, looking for a sign or something, the missionaries have shown up, which was like 3 other times. Before we left, he said, "shoulda known you would be here," meaning he prayed again, and we showed up. Greatest. Feeling. Ever.
Then we went to the Ward Halloween Activity. We helped with the bean bag toss game into buckets shaped like pumpkins. There was a duct tape costume contest. Everyone got glow sticks and loads of candy. The kids were running around like crazy. Great day.



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