Bonjour Ma Famille!
|Sister Hulme and Sister Brimhall, still in Aix!|
Transfer calls! Transfer calls are just like Christmas for missionaries. You anticipate, predict, have a hard time sleeping the night before, etc. It seems to be the norm that the older you get, the less your anticipation is for Christmas-- I figured the same would be true with transfer calls the longer I was on the mission. False. Just like me with Christmas, I still get stoked for the calls every six weeks regardless of my mission age. This time, I'm happy to say, there was no monumental change like all of the previous transfers. I'm still in Aix and will finish out the last six weeks of Soeur Brimhall's training. I definitely was not ready for change and am glad that we will be able to hit the ground running this transfer (and at least know what way we are running on the streets). We spent all of last transfer trying to build up our sector and it would have been hard to leave now that work is picking up. We are both very excited to be staying together.
And our area book continues to grow... On Tuesday we were out contacting and talked to this guy. It was literally a three minute contact, we gave him the Book of Mormon, and set up a rendez-vous for Thursday. We would have never thought after that brief encounter that it would turn into the miracle that it is. Frederic came to the rendez-vous Thursday (miracle!) having read the intro, all of the testimonies, and was through 1Nephi. Wait, what? I've never read the Book of Mormon that fast. He said that he thinks the Book of Mormon is true, that the story of Joseph Smith is totally possible, and that he wants to know these things for a fact because he wants to be baptized. So, we told him how to receive his answer and set a date for him to work towards for baptism. I think that I was a little bit in shock. Rendez-vous on Saturday... He had read almost all the way through 2Nephi, had basically prayed for two straight days, and said that the response that he got was joy. We gave him a church tour, answered his questions (about church services, the word of wisdom, how we perform baptisms, etc.) -- all of which he completely accepted, and taught him the second lesson. Yesterday he came to all three hours of church, was even there early, and absolutely loved it. He is fully determined to be a member of this chruch, constantly talks about how he wants to be truly converted, and is willing to do whatever it takes. Talk about prepared. It blows my mind that there are people in our lives, just walking down the street, that are so willing and prepared to accept the gospel. We just need to find them.
|Alisa has never had a tan before|
and keeps sending us pictures
of her tan line.
Next cool story... Several weeks ago we went to the house of some older members in our ward and shared a message about the priesthood. We used the example of when Christ came to the Americas and healed all of the people after his resurrection. We then explained that we are so blessed to have this exact same power on the earth today. At one point, the husband made a comment about how it was difficult to believe that miracles the magnitude of those the Savior performed are possible today. There are several people in his family that have really difficult health challenges. We ended up having a good discussion about how miracles like the ones in the scriptures are still possible, but they are dependent on our faith AND the will of God. Yesterday this man got up and bore his testimony. Apparently last week he fractured some of the bones in his spine. He was stuck in a bed and couldn't move at all, definitely could not walk. But, he was given a priesthood blessing and testified that it was because of the priesthood that he is able to walk again. He mentioned the lesson that we had several weeks prior and said that he had a hard time having faith in the priesthood. But, through this experience, that faith was strengthened. So incredible!
Let's see, a couple random/funny things for the week...
We went to a family in our ward's house yesterday after church. They are fantastic-- he's a convert for Belgium, she's from California. He's a radiologist, she's an architect. They're both super strong in the gospel, we had an awesome time and the food was delicious. Cool-- their house is made completely of glass. COMPLETELY, bathrooms and all. It was crazy. I'm not sure that I'd ever want to live in a house like that, but it was really incredible to see.
French missionary problems... someone brings American cheese for the sandwiches at district meeting. Haha, poor elder. He'll never hear the end of that one.
I don't know what it is, but I'm really not a fan of all of the hymns that we sing about sunshine. Call me crazy, but can't we just sing about Jesus? Every week when they text me the songs to practice on the piano for sacrament meeting, Soeur Brimhall gets a good laugh as I relay to her that we're singing, yet again, another "sunshine song".
Well, I think that's it. Being a missionary is the best and I'm loving it. Thanks for everything, I love you all!
Je vous aime,
Soeur Alisa Hulme
|Sister missionaries in Alisa's district|