Hey loved ones!
This week has been fairly uneventful, but I did have one fairly cool story to tell, so here is my miracle for the week!
So there is a main road here named Sheridan. We drive on Sheridan almost every single day, so we are well familiar with it. (or at least I am. Elder T is getting used to things) There are signs all over the east side of Sheridan Rd. that say "NO PARKING EAST OF SHERIDAN ROAD ON ALL STREETS" so naturally, we never do. But then one day we were tracting east of Sheridan, and a resident there asked us where we
park, and we told her we park and walk, and her exact words were, "Oh, don't listen to those signs. That only matters in July and August when the beach is open. They try to keep the teenage kids off the roads
when they are at the beach." So, later that week we parked there, for like less than an hour and for the first time, ever. At the last house we were going to tract in that area, we found a wonderful little old lady who is going to have us help her move later in the month, (May) and she was just precious, right? So of course, we talk to her for like 15 minutes, get back to the car, and the ticket was written 5 minutes ago. So the devil was really trying to get us to not find this lady. If we hadn't talked to her, no ticket, right? Boom! So that just tells me how important it is that we found this lady, and we need to make sure we take good care of her.
Fast forward to Wednesday morning, we head into the police station to pay the ticket and the nice lady working at the counter there starts talking to us. (understand the personality of this woman, think the mother from my big fat greek wedding. She is Serbian and doesn’t have the accent, but she just reminds me of her.) She knows we are missionaries, because we told her. You never lose out on an
opportunity to try and contact someone, no matter the situation. She looks at the ticket and goes, "Wooh! Why would two young men as nice and professional as you do something that stupid? Didn't you read the signs?" We tell her the situation and what happened, and she says something along the lines of, give me a minute to run this up. Elder T asks her if she takes card because that is the only way we can pay, and she stops what she is doing, looks right at us and says, "Boy, give me a minute. I am trying to work, but I can't do anything with all your question asking. Of course we take cards. This is the 21st century." Then she goes back to typing. A minute or two later she walks up and says, (here comes the miracle) "Well men, I can't void your ticket. But with my pen and signature here, I can change the fine to whatever I want. How does $15 sound to you?" Naturally we agreed with many thanks and ecstatic praise, and paid the nice woman. We asked her if there was anything we could to do make it up to her, and she told us that as long as we kept preaching the good word of God, then we had done all we needed to. It was a fantastic way to start the morning.
That's really all I have to say for this week, but that says a lot right there I think.
This week has been fairly uneventful, but I did have one fairly cool story to tell, so here is my miracle for the week!
So there is a main road here named Sheridan. We drive on Sheridan almost every single day, so we are well familiar with it. (or at least I am. Elder T is getting used to things) There are signs all over the east side of Sheridan Rd. that say "NO PARKING EAST OF SHERIDAN ROAD ON ALL STREETS" so naturally, we never do. But then one day we were tracting east of Sheridan, and a resident there asked us where we
park, and we told her we park and walk, and her exact words were, "Oh, don't listen to those signs. That only matters in July and August when the beach is open. They try to keep the teenage kids off the roads
when they are at the beach." So, later that week we parked there, for like less than an hour and for the first time, ever. At the last house we were going to tract in that area, we found a wonderful little old lady who is going to have us help her move later in the month, (May) and she was just precious, right? So of course, we talk to her for like 15 minutes, get back to the car, and the ticket was written 5 minutes ago. So the devil was really trying to get us to not find this lady. If we hadn't talked to her, no ticket, right? Boom! So that just tells me how important it is that we found this lady, and we need to make sure we take good care of her.
Fast forward to Wednesday morning, we head into the police station to pay the ticket and the nice lady working at the counter there starts talking to us. (understand the personality of this woman, think the mother from my big fat greek wedding. She is Serbian and doesn’t have the accent, but she just reminds me of her.) She knows we are missionaries, because we told her. You never lose out on an
opportunity to try and contact someone, no matter the situation. She looks at the ticket and goes, "Wooh! Why would two young men as nice and professional as you do something that stupid? Didn't you read the signs?" We tell her the situation and what happened, and she says something along the lines of, give me a minute to run this up. Elder T asks her if she takes card because that is the only way we can pay, and she stops what she is doing, looks right at us and says, "Boy, give me a minute. I am trying to work, but I can't do anything with all your question asking. Of course we take cards. This is the 21st century." Then she goes back to typing. A minute or two later she walks up and says, (here comes the miracle) "Well men, I can't void your ticket. But with my pen and signature here, I can change the fine to whatever I want. How does $15 sound to you?" Naturally we agreed with many thanks and ecstatic praise, and paid the nice woman. We asked her if there was anything we could to do make it up to her, and she told us that as long as we kept preaching the good word of God, then we had done all we needed to. It was a fantastic way to start the morning.
That's really all I have to say for this week, but that says a lot right there I think.
I love you all. God loves you all.
Have a great week.
-Elder Logan Gifford
-Elder Logan Gifford
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