Peace
This week I drove fufu for the first time. That was pretty sic. I also got IDed by a soldier for the first time. That was pretty exciting. Don't worry though, I had my card on me.
This week was also Elder Momoh's birthday. He's 22! I was singing Taylor Swift's 22 in my head all day. Elder Momoh was not. He's a great dude and I'm glad I could be with him on his birthday.
This week we had some cool experiences teaching the restoration. In my interview with President Morgan this week, he asked me what makes me the happiest at this point in my mission. I told him that feeling the Spirit while teaching lessons is what does it. I absolutely love explaining that God has restored his true authority and doctrine to the earth and feeling the Spirit back up what we say. There's nothing right now that brings me more joy than that.
Sunday was also a miracle day. Isaac, Esther, and Frank all came to church! Frank is a shoemaker we started teaching recently and he's awesome. He has a huge smile, easy laugh, and is a commitment keeper. He's read everything we've given him in the Book of Mormon, and Sunday he was at church before us even! I really like him and we're excited to see how he'll progress. He said he wants to get baptized.
Isaac is also good. He came to church but we haven't been able to teach him for some time because he's so busy. Pray for him.
This week taught me something important. Or rather, it reminded me of something elementary that I was forgetting. The thing I was reminded of is that living the gospel brings peace. Life can still be so hard and uncomfortable but inwardly, deep, deep down everything is OK. I had some harder moments this week but through it all I was OK. God put the pieces in place for me to be OK. My mission president interview came at just the right time and President Morgan said just the right things. My companion gave me a blessing when I needed it. Members helped us and fed us and were there for us when we needed it. Everything was OK. And it will continue to be that way. No matter what, God loves us. He'll calm the storms in our lives if we ask him to. And sometimes calming the storm just means beefing up the boat that's passing through the storm so it's strong enough to do it.
Anyway, God is good. I love being a missionary and serving my Maker. I'm so grateful for the atonement of Christ and the peace of the gospel. This week, my Great-Grandma Jaynes passed away. She's lived a long and beautiful life and touched for the good the lives of so many, including me. My life only overlapped with hers for 20 years but I'm grateful for every hug, creamsicle, round of capitalism, and BYU basketball game I shared with her. She's a great lady and I know that there are many happy reunions going on in heaven right now. Sweet is the peace the gospel brings (go read hymn 14 if you want).
I'm aware that this email is pretty scattered and nonsensical but I meant every word. The gospel is true, and we're a part of it.
I love you all!
Love,
Elder Johnson
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