One thing that people will never understand is that we really don't have a day off.. haha Wait you only write your family once a week? You don't call them every day? You don't go home at 6:00 and watch T.V?You don't get paid for this? You actually choose to come out and do this? WAIT you paid money to come and do this? haha It cracks me up everytime. The sacrifices we make to make other people as happy as we are. Oh and it's worth it.
Speaking of money.... MY CARDS CAME. HALLELUJAH. I never really thought about how terrible it was to have your wallet stolen/lost/misplaced-for-
We had the opportunity to hear from THE Elder Ballard. Oh man I am just so spoiled hearing from all these gerneral authorities aren't I? It just gets me so excited for General Conference. There is just something about having a Man of God speak to you so directly and knowing that what he is saying is exactly what you need to be hearing. Oh it is such a wonderful boost and just makes me want to go out and smile at everybody. (creepy or not) and just bring them all to church with me! hehe Great way to kick off the new transfer eh?
Everybody breathe. I made it through my first transfer with little to no tears and now Sister Teeples and I are ready to take on the world. We have some hefty goals this transfer and our motto is It's gonna take work. We have a theme song that we sing every morning (or on the street when neccessary) and everything. Which is good cause sometimes life gets you down and you need a little song to put some pep in your step. Let me give you a little taste. We are officially the most directionally challenged bunch known to mankind. So we head out on a very long bus ride to the middle of nowhere to visit a lady who hasn't been to church in a while to see what we can do to help her. Think we see our stop. Get off. Wrong stop. Attempt to walk to the next stop. Nada. Pass corn field number 5438967899. still no bus. Walk and walk and walk and walk and finally find a bus stop. Realize that bus doesn't come for two more hours and there is literally not a house in sight. Walk back to the original bus stop... wait another 45 minutes and FINALLY make it there. Seriously we were so frustrated. I really wanted to cry. (yes the mission tends to exaggerate my emotions) And now you feel so unaccomplished because you feel like you have wasted so much time and it is the Lord's time and your mission goes by so fast blah blah blah. All those things that people tell you are running through my head and I literally wanted to just sit down and give up.
But what can you do? Nothing. And so you know what? We did not cry. or give up. we just laughed and sang and made up the most random games and kept ourselves entertained and when we finally made it there? she had JUST gotten home. Literally if we hadn't missed all those buses and everything we would have missed her. And she lets us in and we teach her and now because we are in such a good mood it rubs off on her and we end up all laughing and having the best time ever. ( that may not sound that cool but for me when I can crack a German that I just met. Oh it takes talent). Gah. God's timing. God's plan. I love it.
If anything I am learning. I am so not in control. So just take the course you are given and run with it. Make the best of every situation you are in. It makes life so much better.
xoxoxox
Sister Heywood
ps: I am really slacking on the German word of the week but instead I will share a lovely food story. Ready for this? So that family that was at the birthday party last week. We visited them twice this week and they are just the dang cutest... but they feed you. A lot. And Yesterday... it was rice. Spicey rice. EXTREMELy spicy rice. I would not have been surprised if I looked in the mirror and my mouth was literally up in flames. Even Sis T was dying and she loves spicy things. After drinking about 20 glasses of whatever random orange mango juice stuff they gave us they ask me if it was too spicy...... nah... I am just over here crying my eyes out trying to share my testimony of why this is so important to me. Maybe they thought I was just really passionate about what we are talking about? I can hope right. Oh man it was quite the experience. Wish you were there. Actually not because you would have been laughing and then that may have been distracting... but really. I will never forget Pakistanian Rice.
pardon my dirty hand but.... slaving away in a garden all day had its perks... mom I know you are drooling right now. yes those are homegrown raspberries. yes they were delectable.
So after we made it to the ladies house we also had a hard time on the ride home...... and missed another 4 buses or so.. Tip of the day: when you are wandering through the wilderness you may need to make a pit stop at the local grocery store.
MONEY MONEY MONEY WHOOP WHOOP
kicking off our English Club with a bang.
hey comp. that clown nose is a good look for you. (also courtesy of the spicy rice Family)
