Being a Missionary

So this first part is a repetition from another post I already did, but I thought it would be good to put it up again with all of the pictures. The pictures go in order like the words do. 

Friday was a really neat day for me. I went out with some sisters in the afternoon. One of the sisters, Sis. Johnson, is leaving in 3 weeks, so I'm glad I got a chance to go with her. Both of the sisters are really great! The first investigator we went to was a young woman, about 21, named Tida. Her whole family's members except her. We were teaching her the first lesson about the Godhead. She already knows everything about baptism and whatnot. The sisters asked her if she would be baptized and she said yes! That was really exciting. I hope she continues learning with faith. She is such a vibrant, energetic young woman. We tried to go to another investigator who's husband is an Elder's Quorum President, but less active. She wouldn't let us in though because she was too busy. So, we went to her neighbor who they had just seen and talked to once. I guess her husband's family are all non-active members. We taught her how to pray. There was a really special spirit there. At one point I shared my testimony of prayer and the Holy Ghost and how Heavenly Father does hear and answer our prayers. After it looked like she had some baby tears in her eyes as she said, "I felt something so warm inside while you were talking." It made me want to cry and shout for joy at the same time! I hope she becomes a good investigator. She needs that joy in her life. We then went to an elderly woman the sisters called, "Look yay" or "grandma". She's been a member for about 4 months. We sang, shared some scriptures, and bore testimony. She said she was trying to earn money so she could pay tithing on Sunday. She was really sweet. At the end she said, "I will pray for you to be able to speak Khmer and you pray that I will be able to speak English!" So great! The last investigator we went to was the daughter of that women. The sisters were really excited to see her because it's been a month since she's been there. We talked to her and her three kids running around about families and the blessing of joy that comes from the Gospel. The area that this all took place in was a very, very poor town called Stung Mun Jay. We passed one person's home where all they had was some wooden table bed things and a little tarp covering them. It made me so sad. I am continually amazed with the humility and strength of these people.