Family! YO! I love you, don't you know?
This week was the ice ages. My face was a frozen Popsicle walking around. It was really awesome actually! I had a cold, where my throat sounds like something weird and I would just whisper to Sister F '' Jack, Jack! Come back'' (Titanic) I felt pretty accomplished because I sounded just like Rose! It's been a good week can I just say? The snow has been fun to tread in. I seriously just start jumping around in it. We were walking back from a lesson with a few of our members and investigators. The first snow had fallen and there was a ton! I forgot my gloves but that wasn't going to stop anything. I picked up the first snow ball and we had a little bit of a snow ball fight walking into the square center. I got decked in the face a couple of times and I seriously couldn't stop laughing. It's good to be a kid. Of course a mature/missionary/kid. ;)
This week we were going around to our investigators and each of them were trying to cure my cold or give me a bunch of sweaters. I would just laugh it off, but then they would be serious and bring me a bunch a sweaters and weird remedies. The people here are so giving. It's teaching me a lot. I realized how we can always be giving a little more. Always we need to be more like this. I noticed how they always put others before them. I find that incredible. I wish to be more like this and I have been thinking and acting more on this. Just in the tiny things really. Making sure I am willing to help whenever or even just simply putting the meal on someone else's plate before my own. Even when you are deathly starving. It's worth it. It's just good to be thinking to others. Searching to think outward. Christ is such a great example of this. I can't imagine and perhaps comprehend all but Christ did so much for us because he loved us so much. It's so heroic and something I wish to grow in while in my time out here and days to come back home.
I am going to go off on a little tangent here, bare with me... I want to sit down with my golden lion syrup, a stacked high french toast platter and eat like a baby dinosaur. Holy smokes batman.. So I found out here they have Star Wars Kinder Eggs! No worries I have only bought one. But, wow it felt like my birthday when I got it. Star Wars and Lord of the Rings was brought up a lot this week... Which, hey. Is fine by me. But I love the randomness in this language that makes me think of StarWars constantly. People here say a lot, ''čui'' said like chewie. It means ''listen''! Chewbacca, baby! What else? ''Žaba'' you say like Jaba the Hut which means "frog". Jedi is spelled all over restaurants and it means "like eating". But I only walk by and think it's like a Jedi special menu and people are going to walk out with Light Sabers. You know the Jawas? Ya cool little sand people. they scream little weird things and there is a saying that they say which is exactly like, ''Utihniti!'' Which means "shush". Staresina D can do Gollum's voice and I ask him do it sometimes just to make my day. We walked into a store called Mullers and we went down stairs and there was a candy section and my jaw dropped. All kinds and every kind of gummies you can ever find. I think I was hugging the isles. That did it. 100 percent that day and well everyday but still. Whew.
We ate at President F's house this week to eat dinner with A since she is a new member to our district. We had fun singing in German since President F's wife is from Austria. They both our super sweet and the spirit was strong in their cute home. A, is sweeter than ever and it was good to see her since she was sick for a couple weeks and it was hard to get to see her.
We were going to a lesson recently and I wanted so bad to pray with this investigator in the past, but we always got interrupted or things just didn't work out. So this time I wasn't going to let that fly. We were going to pray or else! We went to the house and time flew, and we actually had to leave before we knew it. But, S, the angel she said no... "We must pray. Sister Cuthbert say the prayer," she said. I was so happy and anxious my words spilled before I thought about it and my prayer was just wobbly. I wanted this prayer to be perfect and I wanted the investigator to feel something and I was doing a interesting job. I paused...not long, but I paused and let the spirit take over. I began to pray for the people in the room but then also for the investigator. I poured out my heart and when the prayer had ended everyone was beaming with energy.
It's amazing how we don't like silence. When silence only brings more. God works through silence, he works through sound. When we sit and contemplate, when we pray and meditate we are letting the Spirit direct and speak to us. And yet we are so scared feeling so awkward that silence is a bad thing. When really if you look at music. Any beautiful music. My mind runs to Mozart, or Debussy... But if you listen to music is a mixture of sound and silence. Music wouldn't be music or anything good if it didn't have that pause. Sound is everything but so is the pause. That moment where things stop and thrill rises. Something arises in silence and it's utterly beautiful. Take time to realize that silence is brilliant and only brings the completeness to sound the completeness to a symphony. Silence is also where God abides.
Things have been really good here. Sestra F and I sang 'The Best Song in the World' by Jack Black and I couldn't help but remember that we need to always be smiling. I have been trying to memorize Slovene hymns and my favorite one at the moment is Odšel Bom Te Karmor želiš. (I will go where you want me to go). I really love this work, the people, the spirit, this language, Our Heavenly parents, my earthly parents, my family that I hold dear, the Savior and his wonderful example. Life is only looking up. As always.
Praying for you constantly.