Week 47 Biggest Trial of My Mission
To my mom whose heart just dropped when she read the title, don't
worry it's a joke! I have a funny story to tell about that later. Monday the missionaries
all got together to play sports, and I actually participated. I know crazy
right! That night we had a meeting with the elders where we read a chapter with
their investigator from the Book of Mormon. Its times like these where I really
love being a missionary. I never would have met the people of have met if I
hadn't taken the leap of faith to come out here. Some of the people I have met
here I question how I didn't know them before. It just seems so natural to be there with them, so familiar. The veil sometimes is real thin. This week we tried to meet with members from my new branch so we could get to know them better. I met
with one who is from Russia and speaks perfect English. She has two daughters that
are really cute. One told me this week, "you're small, so you're
cute." Made my entire week! She talks to me about corgis so I get to "fan
girl" with her over corgis. Its great! Oh, in this branch the sister missionaries
teach primary every week. We have some that speak English and some that speak Georgian. So it is a lot to go back and forth speaking both languages. Whats
funny is that all of them want my attention. I basically hear
"jensen" every other sentence cause yet another kid wants to talk to
me. It's even harder when I have to switch between languages. Man I am not
ready to be a mother if this is how it is. This week Sister Mafi and I prepared to sing in
sacrament. That is right I sang in sacrament with my companion! I know right, you never
would have expected that. The things I do now even blows me away sometimes. There isn't much I wouldn't do for this branch. My companion sings
well, so I just told her to sing louder than me. We actually prepared with a
member who plays piano here. It was great getting to know her and being able to
work together. The members here are pretty awesome. So now for that funny story story that relates to the titled of this week's letter. This past week we were messaging with a past investigator through Facebook. She was going into the hosptial for a surgery and I of course asked how we can help. She proceeded
to ask if she could leave a newly born puppy with us while she was in surgery and recovering. I had exerted all my willpower to say no. I was so close to
taking care of a newly born puppy! It's OK...I know I will receive blessings
because I followed the rules. But, that was a hard one! We plan on meeting with her next week so I will
probably see the dogs then. Also this week we went down to Rustavi. There are three churches in Georgia. Two in Tbilisi and one in Rustavi. IN Tbilisi they are brances and the one in Rustavi it is a group. The group in Rustavi only has about 12
members. Sister Mafi and I are supposed to go down about once a week. We help the elders who
can't visit the female members or need sisters in a lesson. It is very hot down
there and I about died the entire time. We have one member whose faith in
Christ it's almost insane. Seeing and hearing and feeling her faith was such amazing experience. She felt like she couldn't be taught but we went through
the lesson and her thoughts were truly inspired. She said, " It is through him and
through his hope we can truly live our lives with joy"-member. Sunday was
fun. After church we had a small activity to celebrate one of the primary
girl's birthdays. The branch here is truly a small family. We also met with an
investigator and I got to know her and her story. People here have such
hard lives and it really makes you grateful for what you have. I am very grateful. Anyway, that was
the week. Fun fact: Fast and Furious 9 is being filmed in Georgia right now. They are filming on the very streets I would go proselyte in back in Saburtalo. They
are supposed to film in my area this week so I am stoked.
Spiritual thought:
I have been listening to some talks this week that my dad
had put on a small ipod for me to listen to. One was from Elder Bednard. It was titled Tender Mercies. Because of this talk, I noticed a small tender mercy that happened to
me this week. It is pretty small but it meant a lot to me. This week has been
pretty stressful. I have had to be a leader in a lot of situations which is
something I struggle with. I have a lot of responsibilities which at times can
get very overwhelming. When we were in Rustavi I had hit pretty low. We were trying
to find a marshrutka (like a taxi van/bus) and we did and we got on. Once on the marshrtuka, I felt that this
might not be the one that we wanted and it just sent me into a whole other low.
Turns out it went right past where we needed to go. I felt like that was God
giving me a small pat on the back saying it was OK, everything will work out.
He didn't send corgis this time but I was ok with that. Sometimes God blesses
us in the most smallest of things and if we don't open our eyes wide enough sometimes
we can miss it.
Well that is the week, til next time!
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PS I included some pics of the Rustavi church...very small

















