Hello! It's a cloudy day here in Bogie town but it's okay:) We had a pretty solid week minus a few setbacks.

Monday all we heard about was how the South was going to get hit with a winter storm. Which is very true Georgia was hit hard but the news was that we were going to get slammed with snow as well. Because of this transfer day was postponed till Thursday, kind of a surprise to all of us but we rolled with the punches. The other advice we were getting was to stay inside all day Tuesday because southern people don't know how to drive when there is ice on the roads, nobody wanted us to get into trouble aka car crash. I mean at first I was a little resentful to this advice but when you think about it, it makes sense. The south has no snow plows, they don't even sell winter stuff in stores, etc...So it made sense that we were to stay indoors. Practically the entire mission stayed in doors--so we tried to be productive inside. That night we get a knock on our door from one of the officers that we eat with. He said that we need to stay indoors Wednesday because the "snow" is going to melt and freeze again. Not going to lie...it was a bummer to hear that because well all day Tuesday we could not believe we were staying inside for such a whimpy storm. But, it is what it is, we stayed inside Wednesday and it was basically and ice storm. That night we get a call from the ZL's saying that we needed to get all of our stuff together because the roads were supposed to be really bad in the morning so we needed to leave that night to Hattiesburg. We would stay the night at the Hattiesburg sisters apartment, so that was that and we were off. I managed to put together a brand new bike rack and hook it up to the car. I felt so accomplished!! I mean we have no other missionaries around us at all and usually I'd just call the Elders for help but nope, not this time I was on my own. The bike rack even stayed on the entire ride down to Hattiesburg it was safe and secured I felt all powerful that I put it all together with no help.

That night also Sister Baker got a call saying that she wasn't going to Arkansas anymore....she is now going to Minden Mississippi which was a surprise to all of us. Officer Tyson brought us a huge thing of tacos for the road. He was a bit worried that we were driving there but whatever I was ready to drive and go. The roads really weren't that bad. But when we entered Hattiesburg man there was snow on the ground!! I was so surprised! We actually saw snow instead of all ice. Not going to lie I loved Hattiesburg and I didn't realize at how much I loved it until I was back driving down the streets like old times. We went and saw Mama JuJu and her face lightened up when we walked in. It was a surprise to her and it was soo good to see her. I love that woman so much truly another one of my southern mom's. Staying in my old apartment was weird. It was a different feeling not being a steward for the area anymore. Actually it was really hard, I missed the area and the ward. I slept on the couch that night listening to all the cars drive past (just like old times) and haha all I could do was cry!! I missed it....and wow the people. It's weird going from the middle of nowhere to the place you opened and fell in love with. Not to mention it was "social hub" so I really missed it. But hey I eventually fell asleep accepting the fact it's not my area anymore, and thought all about Bogie town and how I have fallen in love with this area. I would cry just as much or harder if I ever came back to this town realizing I was no longer the steward. But, it's a blessing because currently I am still here with an awesome companion Sister Bailey (were kinda gonna rock this transfer).

That morning I said peace out to Baker and Mygrant and I really am going to miss those two sisters. We had so much fun together and so much work was done. When Sister Bailey showed up (she almost took the T-van to Gulf Port that would've been bad), but I was so happy to see her. I even saw my friend Sister Zemp. It was a reunion to remember I love that girl we basically almost fell over when we ran to hug each other.

So the work was back to normal after we drove back to Bogie Town. Friday we worked hard. We had an apt every hour that day and we were out with Sister Jones most of the day visiting a lot of people. It's crazy because that morning we had a meeting were we would go over the entire ward roster--we ran across a name that had moved but nobody knew were she lived anymore. So, I prayed and thought, "Heavenly Father I really hope that one day we can find this woman." That day we decided to tract a street that we had never planned on tracting. We found this woman!! We tracted right into her and it was honestly a miracle. We both knew there was a reason we were tracting that road but weren't sure why. Well, the reason hit us right in the face when we found this woman and she wants us to come back so we can help her get back to church. Coincidence? psh there are no coincidences in missionary work. We told Sister Jones and she couldn't believe it! Truly a miracle of Heavenly Father and all we could do was thank him when we got in the car.

Saturday morning we really wanted to contact a referral that Sister Jones gave to us. The only thing is we couldn't find that house at all. We drove up and down the same street over and over, we even got out and knocked on most of the doors. We still couldn't find it. But, there was this family outside raking a lot of leaves and they were noticing us driving up and down looking like creepers. So I felt bad for creepin, I rolled down the window and asked the woman if she knew the people we were trying to find. "That's my cousin!" she said. Well, again coincidence? heck no! She is even related to Sister Jones, so we talked with her about the restoration and apparently years back before they moved the Elders were going over to their house teaching them. She invited us back and bam that was that. Solid lesson, solid find, and we were satisfied. The rest of the work was good the rest of the day but that was really the biggest find.

Overall it was a great week. The Willis family fed us last night and it went really good--I love that family. They remind me of my own family. Mom, Dad, and three girls:) Sister Bailey is a great missionary she's been out for 15 months and this is the area where she will die (in missionary terms dying means go home). We have done so much work all ready and we are both considered "old" out here. We both are on the exact same page regarding the work that needs to be done in this area and I couldn't have been more blessed. This is exactly what I was praying for!

This week I was reading in Mark 14 and 15 and in Mark 14 it's where Christ suffers in the Garden of Gethsemane. The question "Could not thou watch one hour?" rings in my mind. If I ever feel discouraged or not being exactly obedient I think of that question but I reword it to fit the moment I'm struggling. "Could you not get up on time for me, it's a simple thing I asked can't you do that much to show me you love me?" Just things like that so now I have even more motivation to be exactly obedient for my Savior Jesus Christ. Because he saved my soul, the least I can do is be obedient. I keep thinking of the words found in D & C 43:11 "Purge ye out the iniquity which is among you; sanctify yourselves before me." Sanctifying ourselves for Christ is truly what we are all learning in our mortal existence as we prepare to meet God. I love this gospel. I love my Savior, Jesus Christ. I love being able to work with him to find the elect, gather together is lost sheep, and I love being apart of this great Hastening of the work. Y'all have a great week!! Stay warm and safe and never give up Jesus Christ has been there before.

Love Always Sister Jenkins