Hello my most precious friends and family! I know you all got on your

emails yesterday so excited to hear about my adventures as a servant

of the Lord (or a gangster for God as one of Sister Payne's

investigators put it) out here is Downingtown! Its been a good week,

one that went by so fast! In fact if you can believe it transfers are

about a week away. Its been six weeks already. Super weird.

Well first of all we had some snow finally hit! Not like y'all are

getting back home, just a fluff. I have some videos and pictures that

I will attach because I know you're just dying to see them! It has

been a little chilly but not so bad, in fact within the next week or

so it is supposed to hit the fifties again! It's just the best!

This week we had the really cool experience of teaching two people

over Facebook! We taught Maurice and a girl named Arianna over

Facebook because we couldn't find a member and the times we were free

just didn't work with them so Facebook it was and it was really cool!

We have been blessed with a great tool to use as missionaries so that

we can teach and meet with people who otherwise could not meet with

us!

Maurice is doing so well speaking of him! He's just flourishing with

the ward and in the gospel and his questions are spot on! He's so

amazing. I'm so excited for him to be able to do proxy baptisms soon

so that he can feel the sweet sweet spirit that surrounds the temple

and from going inside! He's just someone I know who was looking for

the gospel and was being prepared by the spirit for the opportunity to

hear it!

Oscar is so good! We are waiting at the arrivals center right now, for

Oscar to enter the temple and do baptisms for the dead! He's so

awesome, I just love him!

Darren is also doing good. Although he needs some prayers for sure! He

missed his date again and won't sent a new one because he can't put a

date on when he will "know enough" be baptized. He knows it's true and

he knows he needs to be baptized, he's just doing this little dance

because he's afraid.

We had a lot of finding time this week and we had most doors shut in

our faces. It's been a little rough just because we don't know who to

teach or talk to because no one wants to talk to us.

I was in Havertown yesterday and it was so fun! Sister Payne and I

were walking around visiting some of the gators and such in her area.

We tried to meet with her investigator Patty. Patty is super cool,

she's got lots of rats (I held one), and lots of questions! Her

boyfriend also decided that missionaries are just gangsters for God

because Sister Payne said "fo' real" so yes. I'm a gangster for God.

I'm just loving it here. I'm learning so much and growing so much.

Since Christmas we've been challenged to read the Book of Mormon

before Easter, and also I started reading it again at the New Year.

It's been such an eye opener. The Book of Mormon is truly the word of

God. There is too much evidence inside of it to not be the word. I

have had prayer upon prayer upon prayer answered in that Book. I have

had the Lord rebuke me. I've had tears come to my eyes from the pure

joy that came from a scripture. I know that this book is true, it's

the word of god and it was translated by a prophet. As Elder Holland

once said "No evil man could write this, and no good man would, unless

it was ordained by God." That is the truest statement.

This week I had an amazing experience. Saturday was really hard for

me. It was snowing so all of our appointments canceled on us. No one

was answering the door. Nothing. I was tired, frustrated and read to

quit. I wanted to go home and warm up. As we were driving to the next

door to knock on I just wanted to cry and as soon as the first tear

fell I was reminded of an email that my dad sent me a few weeks ago.

He talked about how on his mission he hated knocking on doors too, but

he remembered a time when his companion prayed right before they

knocked a street and they found two amazing families who are still

strong in the gospel today. I was immediately humbled, because we pray

before we get out of the car but I hadn't been prayed for the strength

to knock on the next door for myself. I said a quick prayer in my

heart to be able to have the strength to keep going and finish the day

strong. That's when my eyes cleared, the tears were gone, and I had a

new energy inside, I wanted to talk to everyone, I wanted to just

shout it from the roof top the message I have to share. I know it's

true and everyone deserves this knowledge, that's why I'm here.

Everyone deserves this chance to hear about the restored Gospel of

Jesus Christ.

I know that my Redeemer lives. I know this because I have felt His

arms around me in the hardest moments where I've felt like I just

can't go on. I've felt Him pick me up and push me forward. I've felt

Him brush the tears off my face. I've felt His presence every single

day. He lives. He cares. He's there. I know it.

I love you all so much. I hope you remember how much I love you, cuz

it's a whole lot.

I miss yous guys too.

Love,

Sister Josie Jackson

Sent from Downingtown ❤️

Oscar's first temple trip

Philadelphia Temple

Josie, Darren, Sister Nutting