It's true. I'm in love. I'm in love with the best mission in the whole wide world. I know I say this all the time, but really I am the luckiest missionary. Who else gets to serve in like 5 different missions all at the same time? No one. Seriously. I think I have become more multicultural this week then my entire mission put together. We have talked to so many people from all over the place. We even took a sneaky selfie with all our bus friends because we looked around and there literally wasn't a single German on the bus with us. Crack up. We are trying to set up like 6586464846 Skype dates with missionaries around the world to teach all these people who come here for religious freedom and are just seeking for the truth. People who don't have missionaries in their original countries and we are just the lucky ducks that get to do the teaching. Neatest experience. I am learning so much about people. And as you all know. People are totally my thing. I kinda go through phases of how I want to write my letters home because I want y'all to just experience everything I experience. The ups. The downs. The in betweens. What I learn in studies. The deep relationships with people. The craziness. The goals I make. The things I am learning. Just everything. Which is impossible. But today I actually have time which is a new feeling that I haven't experience in a while haha and I want you to just take a small glimpse of a very few of the wonderful people we are able to work with. We really are a part of such a wonderful work and a wonder.
I have been really focusing on that this week. At the beginning of my mission when I was just a fresh little whipper snapper, I wrote a miracle a day at the bottom of my journal and somehow overtime I just kinda stopped doing that.... But I have changed my ways and I have my miracle seeking glasses back on and ready to go. go. go. And it has been absolutely splendid. Annielyn is just as cute as ever. She comes up to me on Sunday and says 'seester seester, I shared the gospel with someone!' And turns out she has been facebooking like everyone she knows telling them about the Book of Mormon. Not to mention how she is basically teaching herself. And then we have been working with this member who speaks very little German who was baptized back in Italy and speaks Bulgarian who has the strongest testimony of this gospel and consistently comes to church even though she can't understand a word of what anyone is saying and her whole family is against her and she has to travel an hour to get to church when there is a Bulgarian church house like 2 seconds from her house. Like what? I wish I had that kind of faith. Ah she is just the sweetest and had saved all her money just to feed us pizza when we came over. And invited 3 of her little Bulgarian friends to come join us as we all play charades to try to understand each other. Good times.
Oh and I found out Christian still has a month here before he goes back to China! Can I get a hallelujah? Oh I felt like heel clicking my way out of that appointment. Instead we just ran for a bus trying not to die from the 6 course meal he just fed us... (side note: as much as I love food... The whole world feeds us in the summer for some reason. Like more than normal which is already a lot. Literally every. single. appointment. I am gonna die... Sacrifices we make for sharing the gospel eh?) and remember that Egyptian family? Well we met this other egyptian lady on the bus and didn't even think twice about it and turns out she is the sister of the other Egyptian family! As we told her the story of Joseph Smith, she runs to get her Bible and asks where that story is and how she wants to read it over and over again because it is so beautiful. We explain to her how it isn't in there and how the Book of Mormon is another testament of Christ and how we are here to help her find the truth and add to what she already holds so dear and she just clutches the Book of Mormon and says " ooo I have never felt like this! I want to read the whole thing. I believe it. I believe it.' Oh the spirit was so strong I wish you were there.
Okay that was just a big unorganized rant of just a small portion of all of the exciting things happening in my neck of the woods... But hopefully you understood the half of it. But we really do live in such a wonderful time. I was reading a talk this week that talked about the blessings of the gospel. And I want to ask you as President Eyring does, is it still wonderful to you? Is the gospel still burning strong in your heart? It should be. Because it is the best ever. Don't forget that. Let that wonderfullness fill the world. We can all just shout it from the rooftops wherever we are. Cause it's the best.
Ooo also I was doing a little spring cleaning this morning because we actually had like two seconds of rest and re-read a bunch of the letters I have received on my mission. Oh boy. Oh boy. I have the best friends and family. I love you so much. So much. Thank you for being the best. Sorry for the essay.
xoxoxox
over and out.
s. heywood
Love these little bugs.
