Bars, break ins, and baptisms - May 19

So this week has been an interesting one. On Wednesday we did a
service project in North Baton Rouge at the African American History
Museum. Sis Baird planted cotton and loved it, while I painted on the
names of the states onto a very disproportionate map (New Mexico was
about the same size as Texas). Later we had exchanges so I went to 2nd
ward and had fun with the sister training leader from Hawaii. Friday
for district meeting we went to the temple, which was sooo nice. I saw
a few members from the Covington ward there and one of the temple
workers there is the service missionary that does apartment checks for
the Denham Springs/Covington missionaries.

Saturday was interesting. So there is a member (one of many) who when
they sign up to feed us they take us out to eat. The elders chose
where we were going to eat, and we told the member. Well we show up
and we don't see the elders but we see the member and so we sit in our
car for a bit and then follow her in. Well what we didn't know is that
one side is a bar and the other side is the restaurant. Well each of
the companionships walks into the bar, and all but one just right back
out. The zone leaders decided just to walk right on through. Ya that
was awkward.

Now onto the juicy part of this last week. So yesterday we had to plan
a baptism in an hour for a family that the elders’ were working with.
Lucky for all of us we were at our apartment finishing up studies,
because the ward mission leader had the white clothes at his house. So
we drop what we are doing and head over calling all the members in
that family that we can. Well no one answers so we get there and are
banging on the door, ringing the doorbell over and over again with no
answer. So we get the bright idea to see if the door is unlocked. So
we are freaking out praying that they don’t have an alarm system while
talking to the elders who are thinking these through a little bit more
then we are. So we walk in, no alarms go off and so we wait hoping
someone is home. Luckily the ward mission leader told the elders that
they were upstairs in his house, so we hurry up trying to not make any
noise. We start checking the rooms, we see it grab it and go. All
while freaking out that we had just broken into the ward mission
leader’s house! But hey the baptism went well; I talked about the Holy
Ghost and it all worked out. All of us who were heavily involved in
planning it were just grateful that we were able to pull it off that
fast.

So that is my week in a nutshell.

Sister Brady