We were able to fix six
rendez-vous for this next week, so we're going to be busy, right up until we go
to Bordeaux for our Christmas Conference! Being a missionary around the
Christmas season is very rewarding, it is so fun to talk to people about the
Savior's love in the Christmas atmosphere, and you can feel the Spirit in
almost every conversation. It truly is incredible that the Savior came down to
Earth to die for us, so that we can live again. We have this new progressing
ami now, her name is Gislyne, and she really likes this church, she's just
hesitant about fixing a date for baptism, she's not sure if she wants to
commit. We're seeing her regularly, so we'll be sure to help her know it's
true! Other than that, we discovered our other Ami, David, works for one of the
members, so that makes lessons really easy, we just go to their house! They
love it!
Last week we went to the Christmas
conference for the western half of the mission, in Bordeaux, and David
Archuleta was there, and sang for us. He is a really nice guy. He gave a small
spiritual thought, and he has a testimony with a strength that surprised me. He
is a really humble guy, who truly has gone through all the rigors and trials of
a mission. He has been there, and has my complete respect. Plus, he has the
voice of an angel, and his version of the First Noel was amazing. Then our
mission president spoke, and talked all about the savior. It was truly
powerful, and such an amazing conference. I saw so many missionaries I love,
and heard such powerful testimonies.
Then a small Christmas miracle
happened. When we were in Toulouse this weekend after the Christmas conference,
we got there very late, and the Metro system (a subway system) was on strike,
so it wasn’t working. We had to take a bus, and were very rushed and tired.
After we got off the bus, we waited for a couple minutes figuring out what we
were going to do, and then when we finally figured it out, I looked around for
my bag and realized I had left it on the bus. My heart dropped, because that
bag had my French scriptures, a new apron that half mission had signed, my
flash drive, by cheesy book with all the signatures and notes of all the
missionaries I had loved served with or around, my camera, our keys to the
apartment, and worst of all, my journal. We have spent a few days in the
Beziers equip apartment, praying fervently every night for the missionaries in
Toulouse to find my bag. Then Dad emailed me, saying that a Spanish professor
in Toulouse had found my bag, and wants to get it back to me. We are still
working things out with the elders in Toulouse, and I should have my bag by
Christmas. I am so incredibly grateful to Heavenly Father right now. This is
such a miracle for me, and so amazing.
All is well here in Narbonne,
getting ready for Christmas, super excited, I want to wish everybody a merry
Christmas with a testimony that our Heavenly Father loves us, and blesses us in
any situation. He sent His son to the Earth to die for us, and we could not receive
any greater gift. I know that’s true. Merry Christmas everybody!
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