This is what Sister Loveland and I did last Monday. Sticker
trading party! Wooooo.
Everything is pretty much the same, the work is exploding
here in Kearns and it's wicked awesome! I am loving being is a trio. I love the
members. I also love taking naps during our lunch hour.
Oh, so you're probably wondering about the title of this
week's email. Well, long story short, there was a man across the street when we
were leaving our house the other day. We walked over to introduce ourselves and
asked a few questions, ya know, do what missionaries do. Then as we were saying
goodbye he says "have a good sales day! hope you make a lot of
sales!" and I was all "Oh, nope! We don't sell anything" trying
to clear that assumption right up. Then he looked me and said "Well, yeah
sort of. You sell religion." I didn't even know what to say. Luckily
Sister Ricks went "we're in the happiness business!" so that was some
good comic relief.
Those words have been haunting me ever since. Is that what
people really think I'm here to do? Is that really what people think the Church
is about?
I'm not spending an entire year and a half of my life in the
middle of Utah to try and convince people that my Church is right and their
beliefs are wrong or to get their money or anything like that.
I'm here to share the truth of what I know with these people
because I know it will bless their life. I'm here to teach people about Jesus
Christ's church, that has been restored. I'm here to teach them about how they
can be with their family forever and how God has given us prophets in these
days just like He did in days of old, so we can have direction, so we can know
our purpose, so we can lead our families in righteousness. I'm here to teach
them about the priesthood authority and how it's been restored, and that's how
we know that this is the true Church, because we have that same authority that
Jesus Christ had, and that He gave to His apostles. I'm here to teach people
about the Book of Mormon, and how it's blessed my life, along with the Bible.
I'm here to teach them about Lehi, and Alma, and Moroni, and all the prophets
and missionaries that really did live in the ancient Americas who wrote the
Book of Mormon.
I wish people didn't think I was here to sell them my
religion. I'm not here to convince, nothing like that. I'm here to invite them
to come unto Christ. I'm here to preach His gospel.
I'm not mad. I'm just
sad, because I love these people so much. I want them to feel this happiness
that I have. I want them to know what I'm here for, and I want them to know
what I'm not here for.
Aside from that, my week was pretty excellent. Last night I
went to someone's house and they had a giant bag of hot tamales and a bag of
rolos. Best. Day. Ever.
Well, I love you. I miss West Virginia. Things are starting
to melt here, I'm sure Utah is a whole ton prettier when it's not covered in
snow.
Be happy!
Sister Hinkle