To the window, to the wall! Guys, the movie Proposal just popped in my head and now I can’t get that scene out of my mind. Want to know why that movie came to my head? Because I log onto emails and find out that everyone and their dogs are engaged!! Whhhhhhhhhhy world, whhhhhhhhy?! Naja, it’s okay because I am out in Germany serving the Lord and having a blast. This week especially, was quite and adventure.
We went to Berlin and had a giant mission conference about family history work with missionary work. It was a serious eye opener! I often think of those 2 things separate, but really they go hand in hand. We learned how we can use family history with our investigators and we put that knowledge to the test with Frau G this week. We taught the great Plan of Salvation with family history. She told us that she now believes that she will see her husband again AND that next week she wants help with starting her family history. So precious. I realized that I need to do a better job with my family history. I have wonderful grandparents who have taken care to make sure that my family tree is complete all the way to Caesar’s time (that’s right, I am a descendant of Caesar, and so are you probably!) but I haven’t spent time really using that knowledge to my advantage (other than saying on first dates that I am a descendant of Caesar in hopes that the cute fella will find that some how appealing…) Anyways, this is just turning into a long rant. What I wanted to say is that I learned a lot in Berlin and have a greater appreciation for family history.
Now here comes the adventure part. On the way home from Berlin, one of our trains decided to just not show up, so we loaded into a unofficial looking bus and took the longest ride ever to some tiny German town where a different train came. I swear we drove through the Area 49 of Germany. It was a sketchy bus ride, smelled like Turkish food and I was running on 2 hours of sleep. By the time we made it to Leipzig (our half way point) we had missed our other connecting trains and wouldn’t get back to Schwarzenberg until 5 in the morning. We decided to overnight in Leipzig (the city where Bach lived and died and ruled the music world!) The next morning we woke up, and went home in the same nasty clothes we wore for 2 days. Needless to say, nobody dared sitting by us and our stench, and we were able to enjoy some shut eye.
In other news, I rediscovered Silly Bands (mail me some in your letters and I will love you till the 2nd coming!) and Walkie Talkies! I also got stickers for the upcoming Olympics (biggest fan EVER right here) and vowed never again to eat 2 Milka chocolate bars in one day.
I love y’all so much! (Tennessee influence taking it’s toll!)