*correction from last week: we had meal appointments 5 of 7 days.
So this week was a little slow. Appointments fell through and we didn't teach very many lessons, but we had the opportunity to do some fun service!
Wednesday we had a special training with the Mission President in Fort Wayne, IN. It's always great to get together with our zone. We have some fantastic missionaries and it's a blessing to learn from them. :)
On Thursday we helped Sister Waite (a sister in the Peru ward) make applesauce and Saturday we picked peaches at a sister's home in Macy. I feel like a country girl, I love driving out here, the farms and fields are so beautiful.
It definitely feels like fall, which my companion isn't too happy about (she's a spring lover). But I love it. The air is crisp and cool and the leaves are turning reds and yellows and oranges. (Mom, I'm going to try and mail you one). I still get a thrill out of crunching them as we walk down the sidewalks. (They have sweet sidwalks here, there are a lot of patterned-brick walkways). Whether she likes fall or not, Sister Crosby and I are going to have fun this fall! (*fun fact* Sister Crosby's birthday is just 10 days before mine! October 15th. She and I will hopefully be companions until November.)
Even though this week was slow, it ended well. We had dinner with the elders and Brother and Sister Yard, a retired couple in the ward. They are a hoot--I don't know if I've ever laughed so hard in my life. (Oh, and I didn't eat real dirt. Sister Yard served dirt pudding for dessert.) After dinner and personal study Sister Crosby and I decided to go out and do some "finding." We didn't have any real referrals from ward members or investigators, so we did it the old fashioned way... tracting.
BOY OH BOY. There's a reason the leadership of the church has encouraged members to give referrals to missionaries. That is the way to find investigators. We started out in the ritzy-est (I know it's not a word, bear with me) neighborhood we could find. (Actually, a member told us about the neighborhood, we didn't know it even existed until Saturday night--and my companion has been in Peru for 5 months!) Anyway, we knocked on a few doors (15 or so), had a few slammed in our faces (What a lovely breeze!) and we continued. We were almost back to our car and we said "we'll do two more." after two more un-successes, we said "We can do one more." So we did. And I'm sure glad we did. We met a man named David, father of 2 little girls. We offered to teach him and his family how to hold a Family Home Evening. He asked for a card and we're going back to visit this week! :)
Next, we went to a neighborhood near the train tracks--the slums of Peru. There we met a man named Rafiel (pronounced Ray-ful) sitting on his porch. He's great. We're going back to see him this week. As we were walking away from his porch, I turned back and he was pointing across the street to another house where a man was out on his porch. Rafiel gave us a referral (we didn't even have to ask!) this man's name is Fred--and we'll be meeting with him and his wife again this week.
This week ended well. Sunday, sweet, sweet, Sunday.
If miracles happen in Peru, they're happening where you live too--just be looking for them. :)
Lots of love,
Sister Sarah Jane Lewis
1858 South Business 31 Apt. 2D
Peru, Indiana 46970
P.S. Funny story of the week: While we were walking down the street a few shirtless men working on a roof saw us place a mormon.org card. As we walked past the house they were roofing, one called out and said "leave one on the van, too, especially if it's a personal number!" We did... hah. We haven't heard from them yet.
...such is the life of a sister missionary.
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