This week has been epic, y'all. I have had some great experiences, and life has been a little all over the place. And because of Memorial Day, the libraries were closed, so we're emailing today!Let's start with the Trail Center. Last week was the last week of school, so there were school tours all over the place, and Sister Harris and I took one tour together. We teach them interesting facts about the trek of the Mormon pioneers across Iowa, why they were going, and how they got there. One of those facts deals with the cabins and how many people often had to live in one cabin. We ask students how many they think could live in the replica cabin we have, and they are amazed when we say that usually between 10 and 15 people would have to live in one cabin, and frequently that was more than one family. By the time we got to the end of the tour, we had pumped them full of facts! Sister Harris asked what they had learned, and one boy raised his hands. "A lot of Mormons died!" Yep, that's true. Another boy: "Some of them joined the army!" Yep, also true. Then one girl raised her hand: "You can fit 15 Mormons in a cabin!" Er, what? After a momentary pause, Sister Harris continued with, "Or people!" Ha!
It was hot and muggy, so we slept with the windows open. Around 2 in the morning, it started to get loud. Really loud. Between the torrential rain, massive winds, and thunder from lightning less than a mile away, we were definitely awakened! We shut the windows and tried to sleep, but it was so loud! We didn't sleep well that whole night.
In the morning, we got up, groggy from lack of sleep, and began our day. Sister Harris was in the shower when the home phone where we live rang. I thought that was odd--it was so early in the morning!--so I looked at the caller ID, which said LDS Missions. Huh. They must be trying to reach us. So I ran upstairs to get our cell phone and found about eleventy thousand missed phone calls and texts. Starting with one from our mission president at 2:01 am telling us there was a severe storm with possible tornado warnings headed our way. And then our sister training leaders, Trail Center leaders, District Leader, and Zone Leaders. And then a whole bunch of them asking us if we were okay, could we please call in and let everyone know we were fine, etc.
Yeah, our phone had been on silent all night, so we had missed our warnings. Luckily, it was just a severe storm, nothing more dangerous. We learned our lesson, however: Turn the phone up at night! I think it makes for a good gospel parallel, though:
If we aren't receptive to the warnings of the Spirit, we could be in trouble. In order to be safe, we need to be prepared to receive warnings and promptings at all times, and so we should be exercising (channeling Professor Moody) CONSTANT VIGILANCE! Otherwise you could attempt to sleep through a potential tornado!
(Don't worry, Mom, we have a basement where we live, so we'll be fine, no matter what!)
I love you! Say a prayer for us out here!Sister May