This week we did an exchange in Toulouse with our stls. It was nice,
one of them was sick so I spent a day in the apartment with her, but
it was nice to just talk and study. I love Soeur James. She has family
in tanker so we bond over our canadianess :) she is just so cool and
smart I love getting to talk to her! Also she trained Soeur Nef so we
get to talk about her! She's awesome too. And the other stl Soeur
Stapley gives really good advice, so i really like exchanges with
them.
One of her things we talked about was praying, and ways we can improve
our prayers. Soeur James told me 2 things that she has started doing
that has really changed her mission/life. A friend told her to do
this, and the advice is to take the time everyday, morning and night,
or when you can, to go into a room to be alone and pray, but not to
start praying until you felt like the Savior was kneeling next to you.
And the other things was to take that time to pray in your native
language, which is something I didn't really want to do, I need as
much practice as I can get speaking in French. But I started doing it,
and I LOVE IT!!!! I feel so much closer to Heavenly Father and
especially in English, I can actually express what I am feeling and
want etc. It's been really nice. So I'm definitely going to keep doing
that.
This last week, like all others has gone by so fast. I can't believe it.
We visited a member this week, Soeur Meunière. She's lived in France
for the past 20+ years but she's originally from Vietnam. She is a
super classy but cute lady, not the standoffish classy, but the super
loving but just super classy. She's cute. We talked about the the Holy
Ghost, and yes, I cried, and yes, I remembered my hand sanitizer and
Kleenexes this time :)
His week we had a rdv with someone I had met my first week in
Perpignan but hadn't seen since. It was to give her a my family
booklet and talk about the family. It surprises me sometimes because
we meet people, ask questions about their family have a good
conversation and then they have us over at their house. Sometimes I'm
just so surprised that people are open. She took us all through her
house, gave us the tour, and then we sat and talked, about her kids,
her grandkids, everything. I have the best "job" in the world. I don't
think she's interested in talking about Christ, but at least we were
able to make a friend.
Okay, so there's this ami of he elders, he's awesome!! I really love
him, but sometimes I just have absolutely no idea what he is saying.
We went over to his house and had lunch with him and his fiancé, so we
were talking and then he started talking, and he did not stop, and I
am sorry, but I could not stay awake! He kind of mumbles and his
rhythm of talking is very un and down like a boat on waves kind of
deal, and all his words are slurred together, so I understood very
little, and it was hot, and we had just eaten, so.... But I wasn't the
only one, I heard his fiancé next to me snore a bit. :)
So we have this ami right now, who is apparently madly in love with
one of us. (We haven't figured out which, but I'm rooting for Sr.
Staples) He texted us saying that since the moment he saw one of us
he's been in love... We explained many times that we are only here to
talk about God, and help people come unto Christ, and he says he gets
it, but in his words, we aren't missionaries for ever... Haha. So we
might pass him over to the elders. But the weird thing is that when
we meet for lessons, he doesn't act like it at all. Not at all. I
would have no idea if he hadn't texted us. And he asks good questions
about what we teach and he said he would read the Book of Mormon ...
So we'll see what happens there. The worst part of that is in our last
rdv with him, this guy came up to us (we were sitting in a park) and
after finding out where we were from he said how he wanted to go to
Canada, and how we could get married and he could come to Canada with
me.... So horrible. I'm pretty sure I just said no. No point sugar
coating it. Just gross.
This week a recent convert got married at the church, so we went for a
bit of it. Getting there was a night mare though. It was just at the
church, which takes about 15 minutes to walk there. But our rdv before
it took longer than we planned for, and we wanted to change out of our
sweaty close before. So we ran home after our rdv, we had 20 minutes
to get there. We changed really quickly, and got out with about 15
minutes to get there. Not bad, except it's a wedding and you can't
just stroll in when it's supposed to start. So we ran there. Did I
tell you that it was 33 degrees out? It was horrible. Can you just
picture us running through the street in these nice outfits, jewelry,
lip stick and all with sweat just dripping off our faces??? It was so
gross. Luckily we got there with enough time to slightly compose
ourselves ( more like dry our hair and wring out our soaking clothes)
:)
At the wedding I started talking to this couple and then one of the
members comes and joins us and he said to them, listen to her, she is
really nice! If jumping for joy wouldn't of made me sweat so much I
would have. A complement from Frère boltor!! I died.
This week was hot, but next week, I don't even want to tell you.
Apparently we are getting a special wind, kind of like our chinooks,
but from Africa... It's going to be 40 or even more. I'm already
melting. We stocked up on water bottles. I'm considering sleeping with
bags of frozen veggies as my blanket.
Have a wonderful week everyone. I love you all!!!!!!!!
Go swim in a pool for me :)
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