Dear Family,
I am so thankful for prayer. Really and truely, it's been the most powerful tool for any missionary. My companion and I last week had a bit of an experiance trying to find a lost key. We were headed out the door just like any other day to go tracting and relized that our key was missing. We had obviously come in with it the night before, but somehow miss-placed it. We searched and searched, tore down the apartment completly and had even tipped over the couches and the key sijmply wasn't there. We decided to pray, and then searched around the apartment again. We had kind of given up at this point and called the mission office searching for a copy when our ward mission leader showed up. He was dropping off an alarm clock for an investigator so that she could wake up for church and noticed that we were a bit stressed out. After explaining our plight, he looked at us and told us that the key was in the living room and that we would find it in the next 5 minutes. He said it a bit teasingly, but after he left we decided to search the living room again.
Geuss where the key was? The key had fallen inbetween the fabric in the couches, after we had turned them down looking for it. There were a few other blessings that came to us from searching for the key. We ended up talking with our apartment manager and it turned out that the people who had lived there before hadn't let them know that the occupents had changed and that there were now sisters staying there. This was a job that the housing department was in charge of and hadn't yet done. If we hadn't of gone down to the office for a lost key, they never would've known we were there. In short, I am so thankful for the power of prayer and the answers we recieve. Sometimes they are in ways we don't expect, but I know that he will always bless us in our needs individually. The housing situation was taken care of, and we got our key back We were able to move on with work as a usual day.
There are so many great families here in silverton. The grandparents of the first bishop of my greenie area are in my ward here in Silverton. It's a small world! We're teaching a member who recently came back from being less active and we have a reading competition of the book of mormon with her. So far, she's almost done with Alma and was able to get the audio to help her with the reading part. Ever since we've challanged her to read, she's just been so much more happier. Her husband is in prison and he just told her this past week that he wants to be baptised and sealed to her once he is out and his record is cleared. So many more things have happend to her this week and I know its from her reading of the book of mormon that is working the family.
This week for P-Day, I finally got the opportunity to go to downtown portland and to see what they call Pioneer Square and to venture out a place called Voodo Doughnuts. Can you believe that I lived 3 minutes away from downtown and never had the opportunity yet of going? Down-town portland is it's own kind of place. I don't think there is any other place like it. I love to people watch there. We just had fun with the ASL sisters and my new companion and some members from Silverton that were so willing to take us and tour it. It made me miss living in portland a bit, but I'm loving Silverton already.
Can you believe I've almost been out on my mission for a year know? A lot has changed since then and I love being a missionary. It's a hard task at times. Sometimes the door slammed constantly, and have long days without any success. But it's all been so worth it. Last week, we had an investigator drop us. I had never met them personally, but as a companionship as we were praying, I just felt an overwhelming feeling of love for them. They are children of our loving heavenly father and we want so much for the blessing of the gospel in their life, it's hard to see them not accept it.
Today we're going on splits with the N.Marion Sisters- We have Sisters in our district and I actually quiet like that change. It's diffrent, but a really nice break. I love the district that I'm serving with. They're hard workers and there's another Elder that I served with in my last area, so another familar face.
I love you! Don't forget to bring me something from Kentucky when you go!
Love, Sister Embley