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Monday, February 24, 2014
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kk.. so lets chat.
lots and lots of readers originally found my blog via my “ what i wish i would've known before i entered the MTC “ post.
Well.. to make it up to you for my lack of blogging, i have made a sequel “ What i wish i would've known before i entered the field post”.
Im not going to post that till next week.. gotta stir up a little excitement don't i?
Last weeks post was sort of like Miley Cyrus’s career…
ALL OVER THE PLACE
So this week i decided to write about one particular question a reader approached me about..
“ How exactly does one adjust back into Normal Life”
But first and fore most… Lets get rid of that AWFUL title “ Normal Life”.
I feel so many people get home from they're missions and say “ well… looks like its back to normal life”... in other words.. “ back to the person i use to be, back to my old ways.”
hold on. let me clear this up
NOTHING is wrong with who you use to be.. Unless it was a crazed ax maniac, then we better chat.. better you you and your bishop best be chatting.
I know for me personally when i got home, i literally do not remember how it was my skirt was removed, but before i knew it i was in sweatpants and out the door with my longboard skating. Does that make me a bad person? no.
However, returning to our old ways as in our bad habits, attributes that are perhaps not totally christlike attributes you once had.
After all, you spent ( hopefully ) 18 months-2 years developing attributes and skills you hope to maintain for the rest of your life! Removing that name tag does NOT mean game over..
If A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G since i have been home i have noticed, now more than ever i’ve done more missionary work than ever before. I have lots and lots of friends on facebook, social media who know me, but had no idea what i was doing wearing them ugly skirts, posing with naked statues and eating weird food for 18 months via my posts my mom made on my account for me.
AT LEAST once a day since i’ve been home, i’ve been asked, questioned and approached concerning my service as a representative of Jesus Christ and have been able to share my testimony in more ways than i thought imaginable.
( ( i know what your thinking.. “ she served in germany.. of course she is getting more luck here in the USA ))
ehhhhhhhh (kinda like that fog horn sound)
Believe it or not.. the church in Europe is RAPIDLY growing.. we had our hands full constantly! Whether or not that meant they were interested, well thats another story for another day.
where was i going with this?
oh ya.. going back to OLD WAYS..
I think one of THE most heartbreaking things iv’e noticed upon returning homes is seeing both friends, and those who don’t know me ( via facebook stalking ) that perhaps aren’t living exactly as they should be.
More specifically RM’s.. That doesn't mean they are bad people, out YOLOing their life away.. But little things..
I love the scripture “ .. by small and simply things are great things brought to pass”
Ive noticed small things such as, poor music, foul language, laziness and other seemingly small things have a GREAT impact on so many missionaries i admired so much. Slowly you begin to let your guard down, and ultimately lose that light and glow you once had upon your arrival home.
Does this mean you have to wake up your brothers at 6 am for companionship study every morning? or beg your dad to have weekly planning with you? or stalk your sisters everyday because you need a companion and don’t want to be alone?
no… psh… who does that..
i did that . . .
Well after my family completely AVOIDED me.. i realized ok ok.. aiight.
I may not have a missionary schedule any longer, but i CAN continue to be missionary minded.
Ive heard it said that the TRUE success of your mission.. is who you are 1 year after being home.
Lets be honest.. you just spent a nice big chunk of your life as a representative of Jesus Christ..
how could your life EVER be normal?
Every single week ( minus the companion ) i have my own inventory.. I do not talk to myself.. but i sit and during my study i evaluate where i am.. am i growing? am i coming nearer to the lord?
My mission president LIVES by the motto
“ living life in CRESCENDO”.. <
For those who know music a crescendo is when you amplify, GROW, gradually and boldly.
notice that word gradually..
The Lord does not expect us to be perfect by tomorrow.. but to gradually c.o.n.s.t.a.n.t.l.y grow nearer to him and to ultimately become like him..
For those of you preparing to serve.. begin now in laying the foundation for the rest of your life.. Figure out WHY it is your serving, you will find more meaning in your service and it will be everlasting.
For those of you who are out serving.. look back and remember why you chose to serve, think of who you hope to become.. and do it. By deciding now.. today who it is you want to be when you are home.. i promise you it will work and stick!
For those of you who have removed the name tag.. its never too late to start again.. to recommit yourself.. to be the missionary you once were, or hoped to become.
Life will never be normal again.. so why try to be?
I am far from perfect.. i probably never will have it all figured out any time soon.
But i do know one thing..
That my 18 months in Germany were the best months of my life and for my life.. That i love my Savior Jesus Christ.. i know this is his work. Nametag or no Nametag we are called to the work..
STAY TUNED NEXT WEEK for a killer sequel post to “ what i wish i would've known”
ooh.. kill em.
gott sei mit euch
Monday, February 17, 2014
oh em gee..
Can you all forgive me?
I know I know.. I said I would write when I got home and I have failed. Miserably.
But let me explain myself..
I thought I would know what to write about.. but truth be told, aside from missionary work and the gospel. Well I had just about nothing figured out.
I suffered from POST mission floating disorder:
Post mission floating disorder: a made up disease I thought up to describe the symptoms of an RM who feels awkward, out of place, trunky and loads of anxiety.
DO NOT BE ALARMED.. coming home is not as bad as it sounds. I just was very poorly prepared for it! SO…. Ive spent the last few months getting my footing, finding my new curve for writing and figuring just HOW I can continue to inspire my readers to come closer to god, be strong member missionaries and full missionaries all while having a little fun..
Because lesssss be honest.. im all about it.
So ill start from the top..
My arrival home was like expected.. I spent the 18 hours of travel hyperventilating, trying my hardest not to look at the airplane movie monitor next to me and ya know.. check my pulse every now and then to ensure I wasn’t dying. The man next to me watching Crazy Stupid Love with Ryan Goseling sure made it difficult to keep my composure.
Once we landed in america my mind was blown. EVERYONE spoke english, and worse they were all walking around and smiling.
Lets get one thing straight..Germans are not mean people, but addressing complete strangers with a friendly hello is very un common for them. So you can imagine being in an airport where everyone is smiling, and saying “ hi sister”, and then theres me looking behind me and saying “ what?…. oh me!? your talking to me.. dont hurt me.. i have NO money."
Most people when in america would do something exciting.
I went to applebees and bought a hamburger.
Getting off that plane in Salt Lake City was a feeling ill never forget. Seeing my closest family and friends all waiting for me, i didn't realize until i saw them just how much i missed them. My mom was convinced i was suffering from post war anxiety, seeing as how i was hyperventilating and crying so hard i couldn't even speak. I was happy yes, but scared out of my mind.
I DID NOT REALIZE UNTIL THAT MOMENT HOW TRULY WEIRD I’D BECOME.
As a family we drove to my Stake President office to be set apart, he gave me the most b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l blessing and advice for the transition home. The whole meeting he referred to me as Sister Diederich, then as we came to an end and my name tag was removed he said “ thank you for your service… Isabelle”
who da heck is that.
That first night home was pretty overwhelming. Surrounded by family and a few close friends my brothers spared no time in showing me the latest youtube videos, songs and everything else i missed.
I can honestly say i felt a small part of me die when i was introduced to “ what does the fox say” and a look at miley cyrus’s new look and video. I was also clued in on the news crazes of snap chatting and instagram.
i could've sworn in my head i was hearing the words “ abort. abort. abort”.
The last words my mission president told me echoe through my head every single day. His parting words of wisdom for my group of 3 missionaries leaving the mission home proved impactful. He gave me a small list of things to do to ensure a smooth transition.. so I thought I would share them..
1. continue your good habits – as missionaries our days revolve around reaching out to others, having the spirit with us, serving everyone else first, and also setting time aside to study the doctrine.. He PROMISED that if we made sure to study and pray every single day that we would remain active, happy and missionary minded.
2. Go to church all 3 hours. This was shocking to me at first.. being a missionary spending less than 6 hours in the chapel on Sundays seemed rare. But with the name tag removed I noticed how easy the ideas slipped into my mind to sleep in a little longer, leave a little earlier. Or do the infamous feast and peace ( get the sacrament and goooo)
3. be ACTIVE in your calling and serve diligently..
4. Give a vocal prayer at least 1x daily.. and if at all possible do it in your mission language.. Its been the greatest way to keep up my german.. I also study half of the time in my scriptures in german.
So aside from that wonderful advice a few things .. I also have decided to add on a few of my own.
1. To this day I STILL miss my mission.. I think about it daily and find myself always telling them mission stories I once LOATHED hearing around RMs…
But I realized something.. I had to remember.. that if the lord intended on you to serve for the rest of your life.. it would’ve stated so in your call packet. However, the lord has other plans for you. He needs those strong soldier back on the home battlefield. He wants you to come home, get an education, begin a family, serve your local branch and pass on what it is you have learned.
2. Just because you no longer have a name tag to wear, doesn’t mean you cant constantly be a representative of Jesus Christ in all that you do. Since i’ve been home I made it a GOAL to find at least one missionary opportunity a day. I inquired of the lord, shared with him my goal and he has helped align our wills and make it happen!
3. Keep in touch with members, investigators, new converts and everyone you met while serving. All of the people you met had a BIG impact on your life, and you can bet you most likely had an even greater impact on theirs! By keeping in daily or weekly contact via skype, calls, letters or facebook. I have found it to be a great way to keep myself happy, avoid too much “trunkiness” and continue to motivate them in the gospel as well as myself.
Well as for me here today. Life has never been better.
I am still as awkward as a clam, mutter to myself in german, and am less than comfortable talking about anything other than the blue book or my main man Joseph Smith. But im improving.
Im loving life as a full time student, Salt Lake City temple worker and having a full time job
I know this is where the lord wants me to be.
k your still mad. i said im sorry for not posting sooner.
stay tuned peeps. more to come.
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continue writing about. Because, as we all have noticed. I did a horrible job on my own.
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facebook: Isabelle Diederich ( yes.. i still use/love it)
pinterest: Isabelle Diederich
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or just drive to the Shivers parking lot on 33rd South.. Im there once a day for a diet coke..
OK I LIED I GO MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY
wir hören uns!
a.k.a NEXT MONDAY
HURRAH FOR ISRAEL
Monday, October 14, 2013
real life transfer call this week:
AP: OK sister are you ready!? Sister Tolman you will be staying in Kassel
with your new companion Sister ****** ( privacy purposes)
annnnnnnnnd Sister Diederich.. Your being transferred.. to AMERICA..
And we are leaving it up to you to find your new companion
well that's as helpful as
this week was bizarre
I was sitting in awe during times of silence just taking it all in.. How much
i will miss Germany, how much i love being a missionary, how much i have
left to do, how much of an awkward RM i will be..
and then an elder snapped me out of my daze and said
'' Sister Diederich... are you sick!?''
without thought i responded
'' IM ILL..... NOT SICK''
welp-. that sure warmed my heart to say.. kinda gave me hope that I'm not a
complete lost cause..
As my German goodbyes piled up so did my calorie intake..
As a goodbye present we had an eating appointment
all members made TYPICAL GERMAN GOOD
rotkohl, klöße. würst, kartoffelen, gulasche, gemüse
the whole 9 yards..
the whole 9 yards in description to the food... or the size i grew??
safe bet to say both.
Well... this was the BUSIEST week of my entire mission.. so imma
summarize it briefly..
1. got a very very... creepy package.. full of 60 dollars worth
of meats and breads from Germany.. money and a 26 page
love note... old person from an old city.. naja
President took care of that for me and sent it back to him..
I never did get to read the note.. or keep the money hahah but ya
that was definitely one for the books
I went on exchange to Hannover this week!! It felt like a dream!!
Speaking of.. Sister Fugal was a total gem and planned a surprise
appointment with DIRK!!!!!!!!!!!! She also surprised him.. haha i turned
the corner and both of our faces totally lit up we were so excited!!
What happened next is truly a tender mercy..
The closer I've been getting to coming home.. the more I've felt
Satan working hard on me.. and i find myself wondering..
'' did i really make that BIG of a difference on my mission for others!?''
Well i received one of my answers that day.. Dirk is doing
a.m.a.z.i.n.g.... he is active, loving his calling ( he comes
an hour early to set up chairs.. they say he even curves them all nice ... swag)
not only is he staying strong but he is joint teaching with the Elders and Sisters,
preparing to receive the Melchizedek Priesthood this week AND his patriarchal
blessing.... MOST PREPARED MAN IN EUROPE
After our lesson we closed with a prayer.. Dirk offered the most beautiful
PURE prayer. It was a testimony builder to see how far he has come. He
has TRULY figured out prayer, something that takes most people a lifetime
to figure out. It was a two way communication between him and his father in
heaven.. sooooo powerful and SOOO beautiful..
Before closing he thanked God for sending me to him and putting me in his path.
He asked that all will be well with me as i travel home this week and to protect me until
i come back to visit him in April.
After that killer appointment we went to........ the most memorable
eating appointment. EVER
It was at a less active members home from GHANA AFRICA..
She sits us down and then begins to bring out the food... i couldn't
tell you what it was to be honest.. no idea..
but through her broken German i was able to understand.. fish.. spicy plantains
and other weird african things in a brown paper sack.
She left to go to the kitchen to clean up for a quick minute and well
keeping the sister d tradition ALIVE... i panicked..
pulled out my handy dandy shopping baggie from the pday prior..
and did away with it... I did try it though... and i cried.
I had to get 800 dollars from the church to buy my shots to take home..
what can I say? solo went well...nobody walked out!
But we pulled it together and it was an amazing night! Lots of members and
investigators came.. felt the spirit.. ate a brownie.. SUCCESS!!
The day before our concert i held a street display downtown..
God had other plans that day..... HE MADE IT RAIN ( non fat joe reference.. or was it)
Well it was pourrrinnnggggg.. the elders and sisters all sung huddled under an umbrella and
yours truly was the sacrifice and stood out alone passing out fliers..
A man walked up to me and i offered him a flyer..
So... i offered him a cooooool blue book..
I noticed he was absolutely drenched, he looked exhausted and as if
he might of had even a worse day than me..
So without hesitation.
I offered him my umbrella..
He stopped with a confused look.. stared.. and then humbled himself and
said '' ja... bitte''
He took my umbrella ( still completely shocked ) and walked off..
about 10 minutes later i felt a tap on my shoulder and it was him again!
He asked '' who... are you?''
i explained i was a missionary for the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints..
and we talked for about 10 minutes...
His heart was completely changed.. he then took a flyer.. and eventually a book..
He couldn't make it to the fireside but the sisters have a new investigator..
BY SMALL AND SIMPLE THINGS ARE GREAT THINGS BROUGHT TO PASS
I cannot believe this has to end.. I want to thank you all for the BEST
18 months of my life!!!!.. Missions change lives.. and I've never been so happy.
I don't want it to end.. but that just goes to show me that I've served my best,
I love the Lord and will bis ans ende ausharren..
Ich möchte mein Zeugnis geben, dass ich von ganzem Herzen weiß, dass Gott lebt und dass er ein unveränderlicher Gott der Wunder ist. Ich weiß, dass Jesus der Christus ist und dass er für jeden einzelnen von uns gestorben ist, damit wir Hoffnung auf ein besseres Leben haben können, das frei von Schuld und Leid ist.
Ich bezeuge, dass Joseph Smith wirklich Gott und seinen Sohn gesehen hat, der durch ihn viele Wunder auf der Erde vollbracht hat. Er hat das Buch Mormon hervorgebracht und die wahre Kirche Jesu Christi auf der Erde wiederhergestellt. Ich weiß von ihrer Göttlichkeit. Ich habe es selbst gelesen und lade euch ein, dies auch zu tun, falls ihr es noch nicht getan habt. Und alle die es schon getan haben, lade ich ein, es noch einmal zu tun.
GOTT SEI MIT EUCH BIS........... MITTWOCH
sister isabelle diederich
a.k.a. bella in berlin
I'm coming home...
Anybody want a blue book?
Dinner... Ghana Style
preachin in the rain
ohh.. Zac Efron plays German soccer?
Mad no one told me about this
See you all soon!
Monday, October 7, 2013
I've received lots of emails ( which I love so never apologize when you send them. Your the best), with a few of the same questions sooo...
Just real quick I'm going to comment on a few little things I've been asked alot lately..
E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E is herzlich willkommen to my homecoming!! ( that means your invited ).
Whether we have met or not I'd LOVE to meet all you wonderful people. Party in the USA!! Minus Miley Cyrus I've heard she's lost it.
I don't think it's creepy to hear from you haha I love meeting new people, hearing your AMAZING stories and knowing that I've been able to touch your life in one way or another.
even if it be a rap song reference intermingled with the gospel. I do what I can do.
Its truly been an amazing experience for me to hear from readers everywhere from Japan to Mongolia and everywhere in between. I LOVE hearing from you and helping in every possible way I can. It's made my mission COMPLETE and I'm SO thankful to every single one of you.
I don't consider myself to be any person with wise words.. but I do love your questions and believe I've been able to keep up and respond to every letter or email! lemme know if not.
Some readers have asked if I'd be interested in speaking to youth groups/firesides. I love teaching, meeting new people and sharing insight on the gospel and my conviction to the gospel story...
Anytime I can share my testimony I will bear it!!!!
I've had lots of requests for a post about " WHAT I WISH I WOULD'VE KNOWN BEFORE I GOT IN THE FIELD" entry
Don't you FRET
I've been jotting down in my journal for 6 MO. a nice BIIIIIG list of advice, tips and tricks for everything from companion advice, tips for transfers, training, sister zone leaders, study ideas, missionary easy recipes, lessons plans..
The whole SCHABANG.
I will be posting that in a few weeks..once my mission ends so I can also attach on the " HOW TO SURVIVE a zombie apocalypse.... or worse...coming home"
So stay tuned for that.
And LAST considering "the blog"... Ive had many readers ask what will happen with my blog after I go home.
I don't consider myself a person with any wise words or coolness ( is that a word?) ........ see.
And to be honest I've never even seen my own blog or even know how this works but my amazing sister Olivia has been the administrator ( like does it make us FB friends? if not we should be..)
BUT your letters touch me and motivate me more than you know... I've given it some thought and..
I decided to keep writing!
Every. Single. Week. A new post!!
I'll still write about my life as a missionary, life as a now member missionary, advice, thoughts, life as a awkward single RM and fill your week with all the other wonderful brain litter & things I manage to think up..
We got a good thing going..
" my heart will go oooooonnn and oooonnnn"
yes I just quoted celine dion. Is she still performing in Vegas?
wir hören uns
aside from the blog you can catch Bella on
Facebook: Isabelle Diederch
Pinterest: Isabelle Diederich
Oh my gosh.
Its like the SUPERBOWL for missionaries..
You got your favorite players.. (My personal is President Uchtdorf)
Deutschland we go hard.
You got your BIG plays ( when the apostles makes Satan tremble.. Goosebumps every time )
The halftime show ( the beloved Motab choir )
The kiss cam ( Oh come on don't tell me I'm the only one who notices evvvverytime they do the audience scan outside that they happen to just show all the mushy newlyweds )
Makes myself feel super neat.. solo dolo.. 22.. wearing pioneer clothing..
servin the lord...proud of it
oh man.. conference as a missionary is just.. different. No words.
It's just aaaaaamazing. <3
Before Conference began, the missionaries I was with posed the question:
" sister diederich... you go home in a week.. what would you do if they announced Sisters could serve a 2 year mission..?"
I told them..
" I've thought long and hard about that one. Waiting for the Prophet to pull out the big guns.. And i can promise you that if it were to be true.. Mark my words.. I would be on the phone with President canceling my flight home.. There is not a doubt in my heart that i would do it.. Not a doubt in my mind. "
Not because I do not feel ready to come home or because i feel that I haven't accomplished what I wished to in these 18 months.. but because this work has brought me more happiness than I ever thought possible. Because I know this is the work of God..and we are truly his hands and his feet.. And if I be so lucky to have an opportunity to do it even for just a day longer.. i would stay.
We actually got one of our investigators to watch conference at the church with us.. Uchtdorf was an amazing joint teach
He asked her not once but about 13 times to join us.. and she said she would! But it'll be a process but she is willing to do it
Fall is here and I am on cloud 9.
Boots, scarfs, burning your tongue with hot german chocolate, jumping from crunchy leaf to crunchy leaf on the sidewalk to take out your frustration after a bad appointment. So wonderful and convenient.
Now only that but the castle behind our apartment looks 100x prettier with the fall leaves on it
( now how many times will i ever be able to say that again? ).
the castle behind our apartment looks 100x prettier with the fall leaves on it
I had to just do it one more time for kicks.
I can't believe it's October. Time for harvesting!
People that is..
haha could you see me as a farmer? hahahahahahahaha joke of the day.
The Lord is TRULY hastening his work. Every. Single. Day we find someone new and ready for the gospel, somebody will talk to us.. This is the hastening!!
This week was beautiful. how could it not be when your a representative of Jesus Christ. I mean...
Thought of the week
Germany is such a different world. The food, the culture, the history and the chocolate.. I feel right at home..
Yet, It's been hard to find a balance of being myself an forming to the German way of life.
For example: riding the street trains. In America ( for those awesome citizens who still ride trax and such forms of transportation ) everyone is chatting, laughing, making new BFF's
You sit on a train in Germany.
No no... no wait even crickets feel too awkward to chitchat or chirp or whatever crickets do
Everyone.. is ghost faced. wide eyes.. deathly silent.. contemplating what appears to be how to solve world hunger or solving math equations in their heads
Then you got yours truly contemplating my deepest non gospel related question of the week:
" how much self control do you think it takes to work in a bubble wrap factory?"
food for thought.
I find myself as " that American" always smiling, chatting about the weather, complimenting them, talking about prophets.. makin friends.. the usual.
However.. I've come to learn.
Smiling at strangers or for no reason all is taken one of four ways in Germany..
To them when you smile.. You either:
1. you know one another. ( if I smile at someone they'll always ask if we know each other..)
2. your crazy and are socially.... special.
3. your hitting on them
4. you are intoxicated and/or stoned
Every. Single. Time I've smiled at someone it gets taken wrong. I get shot glares... get called a JDUBB or worse than that if it's a guy they'll walk up and start trying to hit on you..
THESE ARE THE TIMES I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR THE DUMB AMERICAN CARD.
the dumb American card:
making the universal baseball strike hand signal, and shaking your head, while saying realllllly slowly " Me..... NO..... German ".
Sister Tolman and I have planned a musical fireside for Saturday the 12th. It's been soooo amazing to plan for the ward..
We decided to do an entire First Lesson but with music numbers and small talks in between clips of the Joseph Smith prophet of the Restoration film.
It'll be a beautiful low key concert that teaches the lesson EVERY member wants to teach, but doesn't because they either don't know how, or don't want a sit down " lesson ".
It's going to be fool proof...except for the fact I'm singing a duet. Uhhh if anyone knows me they know I don't sing in public.
I'm way to shy.
I can dance in front of a packed stadium of 15,000+ people. #goutes...
But the minute I need to speak none the less sing. too scared
well ill let you know how that one goes. If all else fails.. eh I'm coming home next week right?
Ah its difficult trying to sum up my week. Due to complications were not allowed to discuss in detail names of people etc for privacy purposes.
But our PEEPS are doing great. Slow and steady but making progress. We've truly seen lives change this transfer. I may not be able to be here for the baptisms we had planned due to conference ( investigators must attend sacrament a few times)
But that is not important.. I do NOT matter.. for it is not MY baptism. I am just so thankful for the opportunity I've been given to assist in the work in Kassel.
I am going to share my favorite little thought from conference..
I haven't seen the Sunday afternoon session... thanks time zone change..
but i truly did LOVE President Monsons talk in the Sunday Morning Session..
Perhaps it could be because my mission is coming to a close or because i will
soon be moving forward to a new chapter where ill be needing now more than
ever to ENDURING TO THE END..
should i falter or finish?
That question truly does apply to us in E.V.E.R.Y situation in our lives..
His message gave me so much hope for tomorrow and the reassurance i needed
to KNOW that this gospel can be if we let it.. the anchor of our souls
9 days till I'm home?!
Well that's seems about as realistic to me as BUMP IT hair extenders
who you tryna fool?
Ask me how I'm feeling next week.. ttyl
Line of the Week:
( this one happened last transfer but I saw in my journal I never emailed it)
Man: now where are you from?
Me: I'm from America
Me: I am from Utah..
Man: I've seen a tag like that before
Me: yes sir.. do yo know much about us LDS missionaries
Man: two young fellows wearing that same tag were around when I was a young boy after the War.. they brought many of my neighbors with them home including my favorite play mate. I have a theory they were kidnapped by those Americans.
Me: Well i can assuredly tell you they were not kidnapped.. but perhaps willingly moved to Utah.
Man: no no... not Utah.. Zion. They said they were going to Zion. But I have looked for that... all that I've found is a National Park.
Me: well sir.. Zion means "top of the mountains".. and that is Utah.. where I am from. The missionaries didn't kidnap your friend.. they brought them to gather with their fellow saints and find peace and rest and freedom to worship.
the mans eyes were filled with tears.
He said " I will not join your church or let you take me too.. I may never see my friend again.. but I know he must be happy, if there are good people like you there.. I will never forget the last thing my playmate said... " if not in Zion.. wir sehen uns in himmel"
if not in Zion.. we will meet in heaven.
the old sister missionary dinosaurs are about to be extinct.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Our week at a glance
tracking down the old
Looking for the new
calling back 5 min. later cuz they didn't answer
seeing the old and chasing them
wash lather rinse repeat.
food for thought: side note.... has anyone EVER repeated???!
We are still keeping the faith we will find more prepared people..
We've already been so blessed!!
Some are just better at hiding than others.
Germans for example are e.x.p.e.r.t.s
I heard a statistic that like 1 in every 100 people you talk to in the USA will be baptized. 1 in every 2000 in Germany.
Hide ya kids hide ya wife
WE GO FIND YOU
haha meeting that man was the best day of my life as well as glozell and flava flav.. you should see the looks some missionaries give me when they find out I was a dancer in their music video.
Almost as bad as the look I get when I tell missionaries I've never been to EFY.. we never made those deadlines.
NOW FOR THE TESTIMONY BUILDER OF THE TRANSFER
I've been really focusing on the Spirit these last few weeks. Now only focusing but listening and OBEYing those midnight ideas and promptings.
One Example: it was 2 am and I had a feeling to get up and check the oven... no idea why. But sure enough I rolled out of bed and it was ON. That saved a way awkward phone call to the district leader.
"heyy.. so GOOD NEWS FIRST our spirits have been on fire but uh.. BAD NEWS our apartment is too"
that was just one example. But the BEST was this week after lunch. We had a few minutes to kill and I decided to call a particular lady I'd noticed in the area disappear a few weeks back.
While reading through her papers it had notes from Elders from the past saying, she had a baptism date but " no interest... doesn't believe in prayer.. kein intresse.. She doesn't care" etc. etc.
But I decided to give it a try anyway. I sat down and I gave her a call and she picked up. Super skeptical at first she said:
" Who are you?"
- this is sister Diederich. I am a sister missionary here in Kassel.
She replied..."how'd you get my number?.."
Note: I had a feeling to ask if we could come over just to...help? It was really weird
- We got your contact info from the Elders that were here a few years ago. We were wondering if we could come by and if there is anything we could do for you???
( holding breath )
" yes.... YESSSS SISTERS OH MEINE GUTE YES!!!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP. AS YOU CALLED I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF PRAYING FOR MY FIRST TIME ASKING GOD FOR HELP AND THEN YOU CALLED ME. THANK YOU!!!!! This is an answer to my prayer!! ich LIEBE dich!!!!!!!!
She was hysterical and in tears.
oh my blessings.
She was sooo excited to hear from us and was SO excited that her prayer worked. We ended up helping her out and she is now meeting with us. Such a testimony builder for all of us. Especially this investigator.
I got a feeling we should stop our study and go to the Ward House for volleyball a little bit early one night. Sister Tolman had the same feeling so we hurried over..
Once we arrived we found 4 senior citizens ( old people sounds mean ) peeking in through the door. I let them in and asked them
" are you.....here for volleyball?"
They began to explain they'd recently visited Salt Lake City and toured the temple and LOVED IT!!
swat lake city
The couples were so excited to find out there is a LDS chapel here in Kassel where they are from. We had a killer church tour with them ( esp. the genealogy section... always pulls the seniors heart strings) and we invited them to meet with us again.
Its truly amazing how the Spirit works. When we are living our lives in harmony with Christ that we will be led where we need to be and what we need to say.
Is all any missionary needs to do is make sure to have the Spirit leading and guiding your planning, teaching, finding, study and your day. THAT IS ALL YOU NEED. k doch doch you'll need a testimony and a bus pass and good shoes etc...
But I truly believe we as members of this church are merely tools in the Lords hands.
It doesn't matter how fancy our words are, how intelligent we claim to be or the experience we feel is needed
I remember before I left I doubted my talents, knowledge, capabilities and testimony. Looking back all God ever asked me to do was give my BEST.
My words are enough
He makes up the rest.
The spirit does the teaching.. I'm merely just a vessel, and I hope to live the rest of my life worthy accordingly... to fulfill the promise that if I remain faithful I will be blessed..
perhaps...... no HANDS DOWN
best " where is the hidden camera" moment of my Mission happened this week.
The elders in Göttingen had a baptism this week, seeing as how they have no font in their meeting house ( it's an office building ) they used our baptismal font here in Kassel.
We came a few hours early to turn on the water for them, went and did some weekly planning...came and checked back and....
THE WATER WAS BROWN.. no lie. Disgusting and filled with bugs and scum.
the poor thing hasn't been used in years.
we had 30 minutes to go before the service began so we pulled the plug to drain it and clean it.
It was taking forrrrrrrever so Sister Tolman and I had to man up and get IN the font and walk around with sponges on our feet to get it all up.
Once it came time to refill the font.... WHAT DO YA KNOW. The water stopped wanting to work.
I put my Young Wpman personal progress thinking cap on and together we built a chain with buckets of water from the bathroom to the font.
hahahahaha no words.
were doing BIG things up in here
Line of the Week:
Quote from the little brother and whichever crazy new social media site he found it on. thx mitch
" remember...Hitler had thousands of followers... Jesus Christ had 12 "
So true... the truth never will be popular but persecuted. But it will prevail. I promise you that
aww man I outdid myself with that last one. That is Ensign material right there.
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