Bonjour Bonjour!
Well this week started off with interviews with President Poznanski. My interview started off somewhere along the lines of "well Soeur Smith, its no secret that you'll be leaving Bruxelles next transfer"...and then went on for about twenty minutes with inspirational advice to work my hardest for this ville while I still can.
So that's what we've been doing this week! So just when the tough get going, the going gets tough right. We contacted this lady who acted really excited when we said who we were and fixed a rendez vous with us right then. We met with her later that week in a park during her lunch break. She is originally from Sweden, but has lived in Luxembourg and Bruxelles. She told us she has seen elders in Sweden, Luxumbourg, and here and has always wondered why no one as talked with her, and that's why she was so excited when we contacted her. Well, the rendez vous seemed to be going great- she liked the idea of a prophet, and was touched when we gave her a Book of Mormon in Swedish. But then, as we were explaining what exactly the Book of Mormon is, she suddenly stood up, said she had to go, and started walking as fast as possible without actually running away. So- I'm going to give her the benefit of the doubt and say that her lunch break was over? On verra...
We also ported into this man that was home with his two little kids. He was super nice and liked the idea of prophets as well, but was 'too busy taking care of kids to talk'. Gr...I swear satan's number one tool these days is bussy-ness. But I've been praying pretty hard that he'll have a moment and call us some time...and then he and his family can learn about the gospel and be sealed together forever! Yay...I get giddy these days when I think about forever families. Yup the wierdness has sunk in through and through...
And all my Jeru-training came into use this week. So Soeur Dremeaux and I called this less active lady and asked if we could come by, she was super excited and we fixed a rendez-vous. Well we get there, and she is waiting at the door for us. She then says something to the effect of 'there are people waiting upstairs for you with questions'....and I'm thinking...sweet I've waited my whole mission for something like this, and I'm with a francophone so we're good! Well we walk in and there are three Pakistani men sitting at the kitchen table and the first one says, in english, "so your nuns?"....hahaha I had to keep myself from laughing a. because he sounded exactly like Chrisopher Smith's indian voice and b. because I think its so funny when people think we're nuns. Anyways, turns out they were Muslim and legitamally wanted some answers about Christianity. They really wanted to focus on the similarities between our religions. It was great- they seemed quite impressed about what I did know about the Islam religion. And one of them even came to church the next day with the less-active. Yes, building bridges everywhere we go.
And this whole idea of leaving Brussels has made me realize how much I love everyone here. While talking with a less-active this week I almost started crying with the thought of not seeing her family each week. I mean, I've pretty much known I'm leaving, no one ever stays in one place for 6 transfers...but to hear president say it out loud just kind of hit home...so be prepared for some pretty weepy emails in the next two weeks.
And this Sunday we were going with Kedinnetse to a members home for a lesson, and she was explaining to me how her tribe in Africa's totem is an elephant. I don't know exactly what a totem is...some sort of like sign or representative of your tribe...so if people ask "whats your totem?" she can say elephant, and that means something to people. I dont know...but the point is that elephants are my favorite animal and she is very aware of the fact...so as she is explaining this she looked at me and said "so we were meant to be". Yup...I'm tearing up. I also found out she loves Justin Bieber and country music. What more can I say.
So as I'm preparing to leave this ville, I just am gaining more and more of testimony that "we were meant to be". Im grateful for the time I've had here. I feel like when I look back on my mission I can say I was born in Paris, and grew up in Brussels. Now its time to die...who knows where...but I can promise it will be with a bang!
I love you all! Have a great week!
Soeur Smith
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