We've
been using the good legs God gave us to run from appointment to appointment
this week and have been busy, which has been good. Plus I love Sister Kriser :)
Doctor Who Hallways
I
don't know how many of you have see the TV series Doctor Who, but there’s an
episode with a bunch of creepy, empty hotel hallways where everything looks the
same.
I
think they filmed it in Germany.
There
are so many creepy doctor-who-ish hallways that are so silent. Until someone
lets you in...and then you get....
Shots
From Above
We
went on tausch with the sisters in Tiergarten this week and Sister Vick came
here to work with me. We dropped by a less-active who lived in aforementioned
doctor-who-other-dimension-apartment buildings. She invited us into her dark
apartment that only had one lonely light bulb swinging above her head. We sat
down and she proceeded to tell us about the good old days of the DDR and how
much she misses it because they didn't have to worry about anything and
everyone was so trusting. Which is strange because I've heard the exact
opposite from every other east German. To each his own I suppose. She also told
us about her crazy neighbor who talks to herself at night and then we heard
said neighbor walking and talking out on the balcony upstairs. After much talk,
we said we needed to go and I started to say a closing prayer, except that I
was rudely interrupted by something sounding like a gunshot from upstairs.
Which resulted in frightened screaming from the member we were teaching. So
there I am, praying in a dimly lit Doctor Who-esque apartment while someone
screams next to me and dangerous, scary sounds come from the apartment
upstairs. But I carried to the prayer out to the end and we bid adieu (she got
a little calmer after the prayer) and then rode our magic blue bikes home.
Whew.
Two
Homars?
Sister
Kriser talked to a guy named Homar a couple weeks ago from Africa and we made
an appointment with him to talk more about the Book of Mormon. Except that
appointment fell out but we called him and made a new appointment for this past
week. Sister Vick and I were there for this appointment this week and we met
Homar at a bahnhof. Except the Homar that showed up didn't look like the one we
met two weeks ago, but I thought maybe I just didn't remember that well. So we
started teaching, but partway through, I realized this was definitely not the
same Homar we had previously met. This Homar had already met with missionaries
in Hannover and said he believed Joseph was a prophet already! As it turns out,
we had two Homars in our phone and had called the wrong one to make the
follow-up appointment. But that’s okay because now we have two Homars to teach!
Oma
Voigt
We
visit this sad 91 year-old less-active lady who we fondly call Oma about every
other week. Except she just wants to die and smokes up a storm to quicken the
process. Despite this, she continues to live and wish for death.
This
is a warning for all older people: make a plan for if you get ill and old
before it’s too late and you are forced into a home you hate and want to jump
out the window but it’s not tall enough to kill you.
That
is all.
Gentle
Reminders to our Ward Mission Leader
We
have a missionary coordination meeting every week with the 6 other missionaries
here and our mission leader, called gemiko. Brüder Schröder, our 80-year-old
mission leader, asked how all of our companionships were doing. We all
responded that they were going well and he said, "Well, the good thing is
you only have to be with someone for 18 months! Imagine being with someone 60,
70 years...."
An
elder piped in, "You mean forever Brüder Schröder. You're married
forever."
Brüder
Schröder: "Oh right, I forgot."
I'm
pretty sure all missionaries are grateful that marriages and
families can be forever, but companionships aren’t :)
That
doesn't mean we don't like each other. Sister Kriser and I have a really
similar work style and have gotten along really well and I'm hoping we’ll get
another transfer together.
Zone
Conference
We
had a wonderful zone conference on Friday. I love zone conference. You just get
so pumped to rededicate yourself and go out and work and teach and change
peoples lives and I find so much strength from other missionaries´testimonies.
Plus it´s one of our few meetings in English:) Suffice it to say, I am stoked.
To exist.
Trees
Hate You...
Okay
trees don't actually hate you. I was just trying to think of something to go
with trees and Julian Smith came to mind. We got to dig up some trees on Saturday
with our bishop and that was exciting. But more importantly than that, Germans
love plants and gardens. But sometimes they have too many plants and they leave
extra plants on ledges outside their house. We got super lucky yesterday
because our neighbor had left....A LITTLE CHRISTMAS TREE! I totally danced as I
brought it up the stairs to our apartment, where we can start celebrating
Christmas for the next three months. Another Christmas miracle...
Well,
you all are great.
I
know that Christ lives that He loves us :)
--
Sister Claire Michelle Woodward
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