Happy 18 Months to Me!

A picture of Jesus that I painted :)

This week I hit my 18 month mark and I was feeling super pumped to go out and share the gospel cuz happy anniversary to me and Jesus. I was telling Sister Withers, "This will be the best day of my mission, I promise". I was determined to share the gospel with such power to every person that I talked to. We walked by a man hanging up Christmas lights in his shorts and Uggs. I just knew he was ready for the gospel, it was so obvious. He was hanging up Christmas lights so he was probably looking for Christ's church, plus his outfit screamed let me be a scout master. There wasn't a better candidate in Virginia. I ran up and said, "Hey how are you!" He slowly turned around, looked at my name tag, gasped and ran into a nearby field. Honestly at this point I'm not convinced he stopped running, so if you see a man in shorts and Uggs point him to the nearest chapel. Hahaha! After that we got food poisoning, so the moral of the story is that the joy we feel has little to do with the circumstances of our lives and everything to do with the focus of our lives. In case you're still wondering, it was the best day of my mission;)

I loved how they focused on that in the Christmas devotional because it has definitely been a theme for my mission. No matter what is going on around us, when we focus on Christ His peace is with us!! I can't imagine anything that I'd want more than that. 

Love,

Sister Mod

Pre-food poisoning. Happy 18 months to me lololol

A picture of my brother Tate cuz he is a lot cooler than me.