Monday, February 23, 2015

Rejection at it`s Finest.

Let me just toot my own little horn over here and say I could be the best relationship counselor known to mankind. Rejection? Not a problem. 



I feel like a real missionary that`s for sure with a week full of rejection and all it`s glory. I seriously don`t know what we drank in our water this week that caused us to meet every mean German and creepy turkish man in all of Germany. Not to mention Sister Madsen being a sickie the last week of her mission. Whatta trooper.  I have decided that I have a problem of loving people way too much. And sometimes I am really good at the whole shake-it-off policy and sometimes I am not...


Come out of a rough appointment feeling a little down on myself and taking it way too personally (as usual) only to attempt to compliment a girls nails. Fail. But that always happens so just brush it off right? Go visit a less active. Moved. Next one. Crazy eyed man answers the door. Last one. Rude lady chews us out and I mean really chews us out. Probably the rudest German I had met thus far. Attempt to laugh that one off.. See the same creepy man three times and he waves and winks at me. A group of creepy workers making kissy noises and calling `seesters.. seesters.` Try to visit someone else and the first thing out of her mouth Ì thought I was through with you a long time ago.` And then continues to give us a very lovely worded 20 minute lecture about how we do nothing to help her. Why do you think we are here lady? And after all of this to top it all off we are on our way home holding back tears from the rough day we have had, when a drunk man starts cussing us out and saying really really really mean things. I mean like really mean things. I didnt even understand the half of it (that was one time I was grateful not to understand too much German). Man it was brutal. Yes all of that happened in one day. I feel like I am normally fairly good at not taking things too personally and such but for some reason I was in a little bit of a fragile state..I may have cried a bit. or a lot. Gave myself a little pep talk. Just a rough day? It will all be better tomorrow. And then woke up the next day and experienced the exact. same. thing. And the next day. And the next. I could feel my glow dimming by the second. Like where am I right now? Are you sure this is where you want me Heavenly Father? positive? Like where did all the super nice Germans go? Why aren`t they listening to us? It`s the truth isn`t it? 



Okay. Now before you go all depressive mode on me let me just say I am happy. I really am. In a way I never thought I would be or could be. This was the first time on my mission when the thought crossed my mind.. 'I really don`t know if I can do this for another nine months.` and as quickly as it entered it left because I asked the Elders to give me a blessing. `Your Heavenly Father wants you to know this is exactly wherte you need to be` Chills. I have never felt so at peace. Lots of prayer is keeping me afloat right now. And again I am so grateful to be a member of this church. To have a 24/7 communication alley with my Heavenly Father. To know that he truly cares and loves me. To know that he sent his Son to atone for me. To know that he has felt every single comment from a meanie and knows how it feels to be ridiculed on the daily. and. still. loves. them. 



oh boy. Through thick and thin. I love being a missionary.

xoxoxox
s. heywood 




Note to Self: German parades are INSANE. Yes, a drunk man tried to bear hug me. maybe multiple. 



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Sister Madsen almost passing out during companionship study? scary. 



If I were to describe our companionship in one pic...



hehe jk. this is more like it. ps: i have no neck.



Elder Melanson and I are the crepe making masters... No heads were stabbed in the making of the picture. 




Transfer Call Breakfast. Boom.



Highlight of the week? Corndogs with my four year old lover. aka:bishops son. He told me I smelled good and played with my hair and told me he would wait 16 years for me and invited me to s sleepover and even brought out the polar bear outfit (pictured) I am telling you he has all the tricks to swoon a sister missionary.




candid district pics. yes.