My second Armistice Day in the
, although the lack of Harry
Premier was definitely a bummer. November 11th, at 11am, is a mass 2-minute
silence across the UK UK and to
remember all those who died in the World Wars and those who continue to fight
today. Everyone had poppies again, including the missionaries, but riding on
bikes through the Atlantic wind of St. Brelade's Bay made me want to splurge on
one of those brass poppy pins only the posh people wear. Can I say how
FRIGHTENING it is to ride through a roundabout? It's all fun and games in a
little Fiat, but when you're cycling at 8pm and the only way to get home is
through the city's biggest roundabout, that's when I know the Lord is looking
out for His missionaries. Take that, James Bond! You're not cool! France
In other news:
are the ones who've lived here for two or more generations. Home-grown brand.
They have WEIRD accents. (Everyone else, like foreigners, are
"Cacas", or toads in French. We're frowned upon, but not yelled at.)
-They love American accents here.
-Investigators and people on the street offer to buy Christensen food. All the time. We got a huge crepe with bananas and
Jersey vanilla the other day. This is the best
companionship EVER. Housley said it never happened to her, but she just never
said yes :)
-Everyone is so polite, even the local millionaires on the way to board meetings. They don't have time to listen, but at least they tell us so. And nicely :)
-I got to bust out my few Spanish skills with a Cuban woman named Milady who LOVED the Restoration. We're praying that her busy schedule will become less so next week so we can go back. She has a small curly boy named Geronimo.
-White hot chocolate is AMAZING!
-I'm getting so fit (you can't really say that here--it's the equivalent to "hot") and have been able to keep up with Sister Christensen. The Zone Leaders are actually coming to tour the Channel Islands, so they're staying with a part-member family and essentially working over
Jersey with us. Yay! Other missionaries! AND we get to
put them on bikes. I'm fiendishly excited to see them struggle...they WILL
respect us, darnit...
-Did I mention Brother Schenk made us steak?
I'm so grateful to be a missionary for the pure reason that the time I spend doing His work is so rewarding...I watch the Preach My Gospel training videos and see these elders from San Diego moaning about how no one's been baptized for a whole MONTH, and I'm like, come to England! The Lord will sustain you in times of trouble. Someone asked Mother Theresa about how
was worse than
ever, despite her decades of service and love. She replied, "God did not
send us here to be successful. He sent us here to be faithful." I'm
confident that our efforts in knocking and cycling and handing out cards and
asking people if they believe in God, all of these efforts serve many, many
purposes BESIDES "getting baptisms". Perhaps those on the other side
are being taught by our example. Perhaps we need to learn and grow to face some
future trial. Perhaps that person had a seed planted in their heart that will
be cultivated. Perhaps we are just crying repentance so these folks in the
Spirit World can't say, "Well, I didn't know!" I do know that the
Lord consecrates our efforts to mean SOMETHING to someone, somewhere. Heavenly
Father sustains us and strengthens us to go on in the things that truly matter.
If what we do, whether in the mission field or at home, doesn't matter or isn't
that important, we will forfeit divine help and feel unduly exhausted. If it
does matter, the Lord will strengthen us. Calcutta
Yay, Sisters Conference! We're going to the temple at the end of the month to train with President Shamo! I'm so excited. It'll be cool to actually meet the rest of the sisters ;)