Last week I was thinking a lot about how our investigators have not been progressing much. They have so much potential, but don't keep commitments. They have really screwed up lives, and we are here to help them, but they have to do some of the work too. The tricky part is figuring out how to help them help themselves. I re-read 3 Nephi 11, and it hit me that maybe they can't understand the voice of the Lord in the same way that the people who were listening to the voice didn't understand it at first, as Jesus was being introduced to them. We need to help them fix their gaze towards the heavens and listen intently. And then they need to come unto Christ through prayer, scripture study, attending church to know without a doubt that it is Him that is calling them, like each person came forward individually to feel the prints in His hands and feet.
This last transfer has been really heavy. We had an investigator who just gave birth, and her baby died. We had an investigator with a baptismal date this Saturday but he said he's not ready, so we'll be talking today to find out what his impediment is. I have not fasted so frequently in my whole life, we fasted 3 times last transfer to help specific people. But the Lord is good to us.
Hna. Macias got transferred yesterday, and I was pretty down about that for awhile. This is the first time I've experienced a surprise transfer, that made me sad. We thought we'd get more time together. I don't like switching companions so often, it stresses me out. But Hna. Brimley is really nice, and I think we are going to be kicking up our service a notch. There is always a reason for the transfers, there is work for us to do together.
No my glasses are not fixed, but I can live with it. I do not trust many health professionals here. Almost none. I have heard some extremely dodgy medical advice (from a "professional") that is not appropriate for general audiences. So I will just stick with sweat-slicked glasses.
Have a good week, I love you, good luck with surgery, and work!