My first love is in the mission. Syrian eating appointment. Transfers. Hoarders Abroad.
Those were my spoiler alerts. So much to say, in such little time, I thought I would break it down. Last Monday I was reunited with a childhood friend, Sister Johnson. She came to Marzahn for exchange and we reminisced (sp) (okay actually now I’m not even sure that’s a word. My English has gotten so awful here!) all night about our west Provo childhood. I kept asking her about people I remembered and I asked her if she remembered Kai. Kai was my childhood love that my mom attempted to child bride match us up. We would hang out all the time, and I remember this picture I have in my scrapbook (soooo Utah) of Kai sitting on my shoulders and we just have the biggest toothless grins. He was my first crush, but the match making didn’t work out too well because we moved and lost contact. Sister Johnson laughed and said, ‘yeah I actually served with him in Kiel!’ hold the phone. no, d r o p the phone. ‘Kai is in this mission?’ I managed to say with my jaw propped in the dropped position. ‘Yea, Elder Kaspar! He’s here!’ CHILDHOODFRIENDSAYWHAAAAAAT?! I’m probably not giving this enough credit as it deserves, but it was one of those moments when you look at your life and think: my life is a movie. my childhood crush is in this mission and I had no idea. This is not real. #devinequote
Nothing this week can really top that moment, but we did have a nice eating appointment with a random Syrian family. They were expecting one of our member friends to come along because they want to set up their son with her, but we surprised them with teaching the gospel. BAM! way better than arranged marriage.
Transfer calls came a week early. My dearly beloved Sister Ahrenholtz is leaving me for Bremen. I bawled my eyes out because it feels like we have only been serving together for 5 days, not 5 weeks. She has rubbed off on me so much in these past 5 day-week-things. (for example, I bought future baby clothes at Primark. but to be fair, it was on sale.) Anyways, I know that God has a plan for my mission and in the end it will turn out to be a million times better than the mission I would have planned. Same goes with life!
This week was filled with service. We became caterers, movers, and hoarder therapists. We attempted to help a lady get her house in order, but she had a bad case of hoarding. I’m talking, we found 1990’s FURBIES and thousands of little Kinder Egg toys, and x-rays on x-rays on x-rays. It actually reminded me of working at the Tafel! home sweet home.
To top the week off, the Sisters had a beautiful baptism! well beautiful after we somehow managed to fill the baptismal font in 30 minutes… #lettheblindsee
I am looking forward to Skyping with yall! Stay classy,
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