This week has been rather quiet. I can't even think of an exciting story to share! Gosh, how lame am I? I'm sure something will come to me... Hmmm nope. The train has left the station! Oh wait! It pulled back in! Okay so this week was pretty quiet, but for some reason people seemed to have misplaced their filters! You know, that thing that keeps you from saying socially unacceptable thoughts out loud? Or as Dad would say their brain was leaking! Haha situation number one... A lady answers the door and as we are talking we hear a mans voice, she then yells back and says, Don't come out unless you're naked! This lady is someone we are teaching so we told her we would call her later and WE FLED LIKE JOSEPH OF EGYPT FROM POTIPHERS WIFE! Haha The next day we are at a members home having dinner and the man we were teaching was confused about reincarnation and resurrection. He thought we believed in reincarnation and to him that made a lot of sense. His wife tried to explain and the conversation went something like this... Wife: "Imagine I am bad" Him: "you are bad, very bad" Her: "okay? So I'm bad and your good. Are you going to let me come into YOUR body?" Him: Edited comment Now imagine how much funnier that convo is when you see their 10 year old son slap his forehead and start rocking back and forth plugging his ears. The poor kid was traumatized! Also the husband is polish and the wife is Philapino. English is their common language and neither of them know it very well... Haha ahhhh I hope everyone locates the filters on their mouths very soon. I walked out of both those houses more red then Shaylynn after a day at the beach! (The girl is so transparent, she could get sunburnt from a toaster oven!) Well Anywhoo... Church yesterday was fabulous! This ward always has AWESOME fast & testimony meetings! (On the first Sunday of every month the first hour of church is set aside for members to bare their testimonies. If you don't use it, ya loose it!) one of the guys that got up to share his testimony, talked a bit about his conversion. He said that the other day someone had asked him when he KNEW the Book of Mormon was true. He thought about it a bit and then said, "well it wasn't 20 years before I was baptized when the first copy was given to me by two sister missionaries." "It wasn't five years later when someone I worked with told me, 'you know, you really should read it'" he went on to talk about different experiences he had pushing him in the direction of the church (remember this man is from Florida...the church isn't very big out here, yet he had SO many interactions with it!) he finally said, "it wasn't until 19 years later when I picked it up off my shelf and read it. Then I knew for myself." I teared up at his experience. 20 years that man carried around a Book of Mormon that two missionaries placed in his hand. Those sisters have no idea what their 20 minute conversation did for this man's life! It's so cool! The thing that hit home was when brother Conway talked about how he had to act to know. A testimony of the gospel doesn't just come from wishing for it. I have always felt like everyone around me seemed to KNOW the gospel was true, while I merely hoped it was. It wasn't until I finally picked up the scriptures regularly and really prayed and allowed the atonement to have a place in my life that I gained a testimony. The thing is, it is so stink'n simple! Either it's true or it's not, but we will never know if we don't make an effort. Well that's all for this week! I love you guys so much! I hope you know how much I think about you all. I'm gonna steal a page from Dylan's book and say... We aren't there yet, but we are closer than we were yesterday. :) -love Chelsea (Sister Upshaw)
Welcome, family and friends! Join us in the inspiring adventures of Sister Upshaw as she serves the next 18 months on her Tampa Florida Mission!
Chelsea was called to serve in Tampa Florida for the next 18 months

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