I suppose we should start with the most important item of business on the Laundry List. I have been called to the Germany, Berlin Mission and transferred to the Marzahn Berlin Ward! That’s right folks, I am leaving my tiny little German village and home of the last 7 months to go to Germany’s biggest city. Can you say CuLtUrE sHoCk?! It gets better. Do you remember Sister Ahrenholtz? She lived with me in Dresden and was training Sister Rasmussen the same time I was being trained. Ring a bell? Well she is my new companion! Hold up. It gets better. Sister Rasmussen, yes thee one and only, lives with us in Marzahn! I am going to another 4 sisters apartment and 2 of the sisters I have already lived with. Buckle up, because we are in for some crazy adventures.
This week itself was a crazy adventure in Schwarzenberg. We taught a record amount of lessons (17, I think) and somehow managed to find time to pack my life away into 2 suitcases. (okay let’s be honest, I have way more than 2 suitcases.) The week, and my time in Schwarzenberg, ended with a bang.
On Sunday night we had a Farewell Fireside for Elder Larsen (who goes home-home) and for me. We invited all of our investigators, less active, and ward members. I had no idea what to expect, but the outcome was amazing. Our tiny chapel was filled and 15 investigators came! It was a golden opportunity for the ward members to socialize and meet with them. I was sweating like a pig as I waited to give my farewell testimony. I had no idea what I could say to this mass of people from different faiths, let alone how to express the feelings of my heart in German. My hands were so sweaty that it literally stained my Bible. I am not normally the nervous type, but I just wanted everything to go right.
I gave my testimony, without notes, just listening to my heart. And guess what? It went great! (except for the part when I said that I had lost weight and spirituality in Schwarzenberg INSTEAD of gaining weight and spirituality. Whoopsies!) I felt the Holy Ghost so strong that all I could do was smile. I was just one giant goofy smiley face during the program. At the very end the congregation stood up and sang ‘God Be With You Till We Meet Again’. It was the most amazing feeling to be able to look out and see people crying as they sang to me. Sometimes as a missionary we don’t get the opportunity to see the difference we make in someone’s life. We hope that we are helping people and changing them, but we can never fully grasp the reaches of our efforts. During that song, I was able to feel that I HAD actually helped someone here. That I had done my job in Schwarzenberg. That I had made a difference. That was a wonderful, simply indescribable experience.
I hope my dear missionary friends do not become discouraged when they don’t feel that feeling all the time. Discouragement comes often and easy, but I hope you remember that you are making a difference. And one day, you will have an experience that lets you know you matter. I know that is true with all my heart, might, and mind! Go out there! I love you all so much and I can’t wait to share my upcoming Big City Girl adventures.
Oh and let’s not forget the important change of address!