Refined Through the Fire- Sanctified Through the Spirit.

Mon 7/6/2015 12:31 PM

Another beautiful week.

 Super hot. Not much of a change in that aspect, but definitely a change within my testimony, and our area as well as mission.

 

 

President and Sister Dymock are just the best. We met with them the day after they arrived to the mission. We were the first group they met. As soon as they stepped into the chapel we were all meeting at, I felt an insane amount of love for them. It was so cool. I didn't even have to say anything to feel so much charity for them. It's really cool how the Lord prepares us for drastic changes. 

 

 

We were talking to the Spanish elders the day before, and we all received this strong impression that the Dymocks were going to make a huge impact on the Spanish work here. We were blown away by it.

That was solidified for us when they began to talk to us about their family. They have a son- in- law from Mexico, and Sister Dymock had just gone to visit her daughter and him the week before in Mexico. She expressed her love for the culture and people. They also have a son serving in Argentina. We looked at the elders during that, and we knew they were going to do something huge for the Spanish work. It was so cool! Sister Dymock and I are already bffs. I'm teaching her Spanish. She loves it. I am so excited to have them in our mission. We've already formed a special bond, and I know they're here to touch my life just like the Mullens did. I'm so lucky to have 2 mission Presidents and their wives. The Spanish work is going to hasten so much, and I hope to be a part of it within the next 3 transfers.

 

 

With that said, we have transfer calls this Sunday. I get the impression I'll be going to English work for a few transfers, or I'll wound up in a tri-panionship. We have another Spanish sister coming in next week, and we'll be uneven as far as Spanish sisters. It'll be interesting to see what happens. Especially since this is President Dymock's first transfer calls. Whatever the outcome is, I'll accept it, because it's the Lord's will, and I want to align mine to His because I love and trust Him.

 

Jose de Jesus is getting baptized this Saturday! I have been waiting for this day my entire mission! It's brought so much joy to me! President Dymock gave me permission to leave my area to be there, and he and Sister Dymock will be there to support him as well. It'll be the greatest day. Clara Walton will be there too, so I'm really looking forward to that. Crazy how much of an impact your trainer makes on your life. Oh how I love her to death.

 

 

The Lord has been blessing me with turning points the last few weeks. 

I felt so refined by what happened to us this last week. It was another one of those super trying days where Satan tried to bring me so low.

We had a lesson set up with someone. We went to the home and knocked on the door, and this tall slender man answered. I honestly can't remember his name. He was obviously in a bad mood, and as we talked to him, I could tell he was one of those bold and overbearing kinds of people. I thought to myself about how I wasn't in the mood to deal with it and how this was going to be a waste of time, especially since he was making it obvious that he wasn't interested. He was being super snappy with me about my approach to him, and I was instantly annoyed with him. I then decided I was going to be bold right back with him and just be straight up and tell him how it is. This was my mistake. I was being bold and overbearing. The man then began to get in my face and tell me off. I had never had so many F bombs and S words referred to me in my life. It hurt, so bad. I could not believe this man was acting the way he was. No one had ever been so rude to me. I apologized and told him why we were there and how we were looking for someone else in the home that we had an appointment set up with. That didn't do anything for him. He was still bugged by the fact that he had LDS missionaries on his door step trying to talk to him about God when he was Atheist and how we were a "waste". As he kept tearing me down and getting in my face, I constantly prayed for peace and charity for the man. I was so hurt, and I felt my eyes welt up with tears. The craziest thing then happened. As he tried to get me to doubt God, Christ, the Spirit, and my own testimony, my annoyance and hurt instantly turned into pure Charity. I loved this man! I felt it so strong for him. I knew it was God's love for him and that he wanted me to see him through his eyes rather than my human eyes. I smiled at the guy as he kept bashing on me and yelling at me, and twisting my words up. He told me to tell him how I felt. So I told him how it is. I told him that God loves him, that I loved him and I wasn't going to give up on him. After a strong testimony expressed, he was still mad and didn't care. It strengthened me.

 

Sister Robles.