Monday, May 11, 2015
IT HAPPENED IT HAPPENED IT FINALLY HAPPENED!
A DEUTSCHER ASKED ME IF I WAS A DEUTSCHER!!!!
THE LADY WAS SUPER OLD AND I DON'T THINK SHE COULD HEAR VERY WELL AT ALL BUT STILL! BOOYAA!!(:
Moving on, though.
Y’all remember Bertrand? The investigator who broke my heart by dropping us a couple transfers back? Well, the American stake rented out a theater to watch Meet the Mormons and we felt prompted to invite him...and he accepted our invitation! Before the show, we had an appointment with Shirley and were late getting out. We sprinted form her house to the bahnhoff—knowing we would miss the movie if we missed the train. We hadn’t even made it onto the gleis when we saw the train pull up. I prayed with every ounce of energy that the Lord would not let that train leave without us on it and miraculously, it just sat there!! We were able to make it on just in time! We sat down, checked the time...and it should have definitely had already taken off.
We got into Ktown, grabbed dinner and waited outside for Bertrand. Our train was gonna go in 5 minutes and he still hadn’t shown up! We called him, but he didn’t answer. I "had the thought" to go check on the gleis...but he wasn’t there, either! We called him once more, and he picked up saying he was already on the train! We jumped on, but totally would have missed it had the Lord not prompted us to go to the gleis.
While on the train, Elder Bruneel asked us if we had our passports...which none of us did. Fun fact: you can’t get on an American military base without a passport. Luckily, Elder Bruneel called a member who was willing to meet us in a random village, drive us home, and then drive us to Ramstein for the movie. To add to our "luck", the movie started late—so we didn’t miss any of it.
And...BERTRAND LOVED IT! So much so, in fact, that he agreed to start meeting with us again!!
His heart was softened and his mind re-opened...neither of which would have happened without the Lords perfect hand that was clear as day throughout the entire evening! (:
It was beyond wonderful skyping with y’all for mother’s day yesterday <3 I just want to take a minute and give a shout out to the world’s greatest mom—Michelle Terry (Mom, I FORBID you from deleting the following paragraph before it gets posted on my blog).
Thank you, Mommy.
Thank you for teaching me to "laugh it out" instead of "take it out" in regards to frustration or stress.
Thank you for teaching me to serve others—to put my own wants and desires on the back burner and put the wishes of others first.
Thank you for teaching me how to work from sun up till sun down.
Thank you for teaching me to not take myself too seriously—to dance in cars, to sing Bon Jovi at the top of my lungs, to eat cookie dough without regrets
Thank for teaching me that there is NOTHING more important than family.
Thank you for teaching me that life is supposed to be enjoyed...and that if you're not having fun, then you’re doing something wrong.
I speak for not only myself, but for the many other people you have taken in and treated as children over the years when I say that you are a truly remarkable lady and the best mom a girl could ask for.
I love you! (:
I miss y’all, lots!
Talk to you next week <3