Let's start off with a funny story shall we?
So this last Thursday, we were in Paris to do Soeur MacKay's legality. We went down with 3 elders. The Zone Leaders bought the tickets for 5:30 at night...so ya...we had lots of time. (Side note went to go see the Versailles Chateau. Pics will be included). Well we finally get to our fancy bullet train and start heading up to Belgium.
On our way, suddenly I hear fjkdahjdfighafadjueioklvklasjf. Yup. We hit something. The train comes to a halt in the middle of nowhere. The nice lady on the intercom announces to us that it will now be a 2 hour delay. Sigh. Well at least we were in good company. We laughed and told stories for about 2 hours. Then we start inching forward. And when I say inching...I literally mean inching. I looked out the window and turned to the Elder next to me "I'm not being dramatic...I think I could literally run faster than this train". After about 1 Km, the train halts again. Happiness.
We wait there for another hour and then one of the controllers comes into our car "ATTENTION EVERYONE! This train is no longer in working order. We will be evacuating this train and boarding the train in front". Yup. They had to send a train to come and save our poor selves.
Now off the train, it is pretty dark and all the passengers are just stumbling along this broken path towards the next train. We then climb up a make shift ramp to get on the next train. Since it was significantly smaller than the previous, I was privileged to stand. HAHA. Well at this point we've called President and Soeur Poznanski because...it's 10pm and missionaries should be in their apartment getting reading to dream of sugar plums. He told us that once to Brussels, we would have to take a cab because he did not want us taking public transportation that late.
We get to the train station in Brussels and head out to where the taxis are waiting. Well, everyone on that train was now waiting for a taxi. It was a taxi man’s Christmas!! They must have called up all of their friends and told them to come to the gare immediately because it was a field day!
We finally get in our cab and before I can even fasten my seat belt, the driver FLOORS IT!! And when I say floors it, I mean, patching out in his Mercedes, using running lights, and running up AND OVER The median. The 50 km/h speed limits seem more like a "guideline" and he was hitting over 150 km/h. The good thing of the story was that, because of the high demand for taxi drivers, he did not take his sweet time getting to the apartment haha. He took us there quickly and directly. Bad news, I think I lost 2 kg from sweating bullets. But in the end, we made it to the sister's apartment in Brussels and were safe and sound in bed...at a little past midnight. Not your usual missionary day. THAT'S for sure.
Onto the miracles of the week: Well actually we had a super awesome miracle this morning. So the Elders called us last night and told us that they had a rdv for us this morning at 11. Normally on p-day we don't have rdvs but it was just one so we happily took it and headed that way.
We knock on the door and the most fabulous TINY little Italian woman opens the door. My mind immediately flashed back to my days in Melun. "It's Grandma Italy!" I thought. "Win. This is going to be the best lesson ever." And you know what, IT WAS!!! We go in and after about 5 minutes of introducing ourselves, we start teaching the Restoration. She kept saying the most INSPIRED THINGS EVER!!! Oh my goodness. We would be about to teach a principle and then she would interrupt and define to US the doctrine we were about to teach HER.
Example: "....and Christ gave his apostles the Priesthood, meaning the power to act in his name" Gma Italy "Ah! Yes. Like marrying people and baptizing them and teaching the Gospel." Dumbfounded. All I could say was "Yes...that's exactly right". She's really solid and very inspired. She's Catholic but she told us there are small things that she decided are "just not right". For example, she told us that she doesn't say memorized prayers because she doesn't feel like her mind is fully engaged in speaking with the Lord. "Instead I found it's better to tell him how you really feel and talk to him like your Father." SOLID TRUTH! We love our Grandma Italy.
Soeur Puissant is doing very well. We went and had a lesson with her this week. It was interesting. We thought to teach her just about the same lesson that we taught the very first week I got here. As a reminder, the first week I was here, Soeur Puissant opened up and said why she had a problem with these things and why she has been less active. Well we had the same lesson, except this time, she bore a strong testimony of these truths of the Gospel. It was inspiring to see the progress that she has made in such a short time.
Mince. I got a little preoccupied during emails haha. I didn't pay attention to the time. That is all the time I have time to write. I'll try to catch you up on more of the amazing Charleroi miracles next week. Things are really happening here and it's an amazing thing to see.
Also conference was absolutely inspiring. Wish I could dwell on that for a minute more.
LOVE YOU ALL!
Soeur Bitter
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| Versailles Gardens |
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| Versailles Gate |
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| Slow Bullet Train |
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| 10:53 PM - Where is My Bed! |
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