Ask, Receive

About halfway through my mission, my zone leader and his companion accompanied us on a day of missionary work. I always felt awkward about this, in part because it looked like a double date, and in part because I felt like everything I did was being judged and evaluated. And I always had that “I’m not really competent, I’m just pretending to be” feeling about my missionary service (which is so like how I feel now as a mother), so I was extra insecure.

But I digress. On this day, as he was giving me advice and I was trying not to bristle too much, my district leader said something that changed my mission. “Every week in companionship planning I give my companion a blessing,” he said. “And he gives me one too.”

“I can’t do that,” I said. (duh.) “Sisters can’t give each other blessings every week.”

I don’t know what I expected him to say. Maybe something like “then pray for each other–you can do that.” But he said, “Ask your district leader.”

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