There have been so many tender mercies and blessings that have surrounded us for the last few days. On Thursday, the first day we were stuck inside, we received a huge shipment of toilet paper, ordered from my mom. Due to us being stuck in our apartment, we were unable to get the supplies needed for our "Quarantine Box", so one of our Ward Missionaries, Sister Langois, generously offered to get us those supplies. Then a member heard about our situation and brought us two large containers of soup, a loaf of homemade bread, and lasagna for the freezer just in case. Then, yesterday, our ward mission leader, Brother Gee, and Brother Jones, along with Sister Gee, came by and administered the sacrament to us. No one is aloud inside missionary apartments, so we had it down in our small garage. They brought a folding table, some camping chairs, two dixi cups, and a slice of bread. They placed a small hand towel on the ground and knelt down when blessing the sacrament. After, they gave Sister Harvey a priesthood blessing. Yesterday, Sister Peterson brought us homemade Burrito bowls and angel food cake. Every day we are getting phone calls and texts from the mission nurse and from members of the ward, checking on us and seeing how we are doing, offering to bring us food and encouraging us. We feel so loved and cared for.
This is day five of being in the apartment. Sister Harvey rests most of the day. Since neither of us are aloud to be on our phones or using technology while the other is not present in the room and awake, that meant I couldn't do much for most of the day. To keep my self busy, I have THOROUGHLY cleaned the entire apartment, painted, I have written in my Journal, studied the Book of Mormon, read Saints, prayed, pondered, wrote letters to the ladies at Solange since we weren't able to visit them, and kept myself as productive and busy as possible without using the internet, phone, and leaving the apartment.
With so much panic and sensitivity over the virus, we are not allowed to leave the apartment until after all symptoms of sickness are gone, and we have to wait an extra day just in case. Yesterday, under the Mission Nurse's advice, we went to the Urgent Care clinic and Sister Harvey had a check up. They didn't see anything too concerning, and say it's the "Colorado Crud" that a lot of people have right now. Today, Sister Harvey says she feels %98 better, but she still has a stuffy nose, scratchy throat, and she looks and sounds sick, so we will be in the apartment at least a few more days.
Strangely enough, I feel perfectly well. I don't feel sick, I am wide awake, and I appear perfectly healthy. Earlier this week, I was so confused why. I asked God why I was not sick while I living in a small space with someone who was very sick. I asked why He kept me healthy, and yet kept me inside. I asked if I was wasting His time by studying and doing projects, or if there was something else He needed me to do while I was here. I asked Him many things, and I got the feeling that I need to be patient. I was given a feeling of peace, and assurance that it was alright that I was not working hard right now and that I was not able to go out. It was alright that I was doing the things I was doing. He was proud of me for taking care of my companion and letting her rest, and being exactly obedient by not using my phone. This feeling of peace and assurance has stuck with me ever since. I no longer wonder whether I am doing the right thing right now. I do look for ways to be productive, I do not sleep all day since I am not sick and I don't just stare at the wall, but I am doing work with what I have and with what I can do right now. I know Heavenly Father is proud of me, and I know everyday He is preparing me for the marvelous work He has need of me to do. I know this because I have sincerely asked Him. I know this because I make a choice to do something, pray to Him and tell Him my choice, and continue on. If I then feel, after praying, that I need to do something else, I do something else. If I feel it is good for me to do these things, then I continue on. I do not always get a yes or no to my questions, but as I make a choice and continue on, after my action I get the confirmation of what I am doing.
As it says in James 2:26
"26 For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also."
As I pray, I am showing my faith. After, I take action and begin to work, and that is when I receive my answers, may it be confirmation or redirection. I know God is proud of me.
Photos:
#1 Sister Harvey and I at the Urgent Care Clinic. Everyone who entered had to use hand sanitizer and face masks.
#2 Some of the food Sister Langlois brought us.
We didn't have an actual box to put the stuff in, so I got a little creative. The entire bottom shelf and some of the freezer is now filled with emergency supplies.
Haha, our pantry is so full of food, I don't think we will go hungry anytime soon.
Sister Jones brought us soup and it was delicious!
My mom sent me a 30 day happiness box, which has different suggestions each day on how to be happy. Most of them I can't do, but I know this one must be right because every morning I am so happy to drink my Protein smoothy!
The food Sister Jones brought us
My mom sent us a case of toilet paper from Amazon.
