|I threw a bucket of ice water on her hahaha|
|on anderson's b-day|
|ping pong champs|
Karl Erik (the old man that I always write about), got so mad at everyone during the party because we missionaries went in another room with some of the younger people to play ping pong and he came and got us and made us sit down in the stinky fish room and he made us shut the door and said that no one could go in or out. We were in lock down. hahaha. One of the members was like- uhh.. this is a party not a prison. We were dyyying. He really just wanted us to all play a fun game together but he is so old and so bossy that it kind of killed the spirit hahaha. poor guy.
This morning I woke up with absolutely no energy and I thought to myself... "can I really do this for one more month?" My feet hurt so bad and I am so tired and at this time of year, it is so hard to get people to meet with us because they are all in school and working. The only person we have right now to teach is Ashti and we received a text message from him last night asking if we could just meet as friends without talking about church... I was pretty discouraged this morning and I just wanted to sleep. I didn't have any energy to exercise but I still got up at 6:30 and stretched.
After I read this, I closed my eyes and said the most heartfelt prayer that I have said in a while. I asked Heavenly Father to please forgive me and to please guide me today and to help me move forward with strength and faith. At that moment... I felt his loving arms around me, telling me that I will have the energy to give this all I've got. That this is my twenty minutes and that I can rest later. I gained so much strength and had immediate energy to get going.
During companionship study, Sister Anderson told me that she felt the same way I did. I gave her the talk that helped me put everything into perspective and let her read. We talked about it afterwards and I cried some more and then we decided to get outside and go hard for this last month of mine. Because I truly want to give this work everything that I've got left... Elder Holland also said in one of his missionary talks, (missionary work and the atonement), "I don't believe that missionary work has ever been easy, nor that conversion is, nor that retention is, nor that continued faithfulness is. I believe it is supposed to require some effort, something from the depths of our soul... missionary work is not easy because salvation is not a cheap experience."
It is interesting to me that even on the last month of my mission, I am still learning that this work is never easy. I think if it is easy, then you're not doing it right. A hard mission doesn't mean that you can't have fun and it doesn't mean that things won't get better... because it can be fun and it does get better... But I am grateful for the times that come when I want it to be easier... Because when those times come, and I lack faith and energy, I am compelled to get on my knees, ask for forgiveness and keep going... And when that happens, my faith is strengthened. And my love for the gospel, this work, and my Heavenly Father and Savior increases.
We went outside and did a lot of contacting and tracting and had no success but we kept going. We both had an impression to go visit Maria Shaw, who is a less active. We got on the bus with faith and knocked on her door. Her husband answered and told us that she wasn't home- so we decided to hold our heads high and keep going.
Yesterday in church, we had one of the most spiritual sacrament meetings that I have attended in Sweden. Last Sunday, Kele, a darling member, spoke to us about how her bishop in Africa asked everyone to start sitting as families and to all sit close together and up front. (I don't think this is really an issue in Utah wards but it is here in Sweden- everyone sits all spread out and not with their families and on the back rows etc.) Kele said that no one really understood why he would ask them to do that but they did and everyone came together and the spirit was strong. So yesterday, everybody did just that... and it changed the whole feeling in the room.
|meet my companion miranda :) hahaha (inside joke)|
I felt the spirit tapping on my heart, as I have felt many times throughout this week, reminding me that this church is true. I am so grateful for the spirit in my life. We saw many more miracles with our finding efforts this week as we changed our attitudes and went forth with faith. I am grateful for every experience that I have had on my mission and for your love and prayers.
I love you all and hope you have the best day/week ever!
|I thought this was a funny picture of Adelide that I found on her Mission President's blog|