I am feeling really happy at the moment, a lot has been going on that has made me realize more and more that God is good and with Him peace is always here. I'd like to share some thoughts so bear with me as I try to describe how I am feeling.
Night-time silently awoke as the sun took his final bow and the fog draped the hills with a closing curtain. Our feet applauded the cobble stone path with cheering thunder as we made our way to the center of town. The glistening yellow from small windows of markets and homes above us carried us through the streets with their warm glows to a particular door. My hands were buried deep within my coat pockets as I gazed at the locked door before us and then to the buzzers on the wall near it. We didn't know the last name of who we were searching for, so our eyes took time to look at each name, while in my heart I was praying that a name would catch my attention and speak out to me. I rested my eyes on a name. It wasn't embroidered with fine trim like some, or lights on the plaque that made the name a spot light to others, but as I took notice of that particular name I hurried and pulled my hands out of my pockets to press the buzzer. My hands were light pink from the hardness of the chilly air. I pressed the buzzer quickly, and hid my hands again back into my big coat. There was silence but all at once a deep static was clinging to the intercom and playing a screeching tune. Someone on the other line picked up, ''Hello?'' I asked if it was the person I was looking for, thinking to myself I was going to have to do this with a lot of buzzers to get to the correct person, ''why yes, that's me," the voice replied. The door unlocked and we headed inside. I was still taken back and not quite sure if the man on the other end understood me right. We began to walk up the winding steps and nobody was there, no one to greet. We kept walking till we reached a point where we heard a door swing open. Rushing out came out the friend we had been looking for, for a whole month. We both were shocked and happy to see each other and talked for a good while. It was good to reconnect and finally see him again. Sestra Dutton and I were praying for so long that we would run into him on our path again, that somehow he would be at the end of a street or the next corner. He was golden and we felt something strongly when we contacted him a while ago. That night we got back into the house and received a text that he would love for us to come over to meet his family. All was going well and our hearts were on our sleeves.
Sestra Dutton's last days with me were lovely and I have to admit I really love her and her big heart. The days always flew when spent with her. I loved listening to her and wanting to be better for her. She taught me so much and gave me different eye-wear to look through into a different colorful view. She is Wonder Woman and I love her a lot. The last day we were having fun going around joking and quoting Star Wars and then repeating something back at each other like..."Take the light saber......," "STRIKE ME DOWN!" In really old nerdy voices. We would laugh and laugh and I loved the simplicity of who we were and how we could always bring smiles to one other. We were planning on picking up my new companion at the train in Zidani Most, so we drove there with Elder and Sister Lambert, Celje's Senior Missionary Couple. We were told to wait on the platform and help Sestra Nydegger off the train because there was only a five minute time period till the train would start moving again. We, Sestra Dutton and I, stood there in the cold as our breath danced in the air, we hugged each other close until the train pulled up, we helped Sestra Nydegger out of the train with all of her things and Sestra Dutton had to jump on, with her stuff….Everything is changing again.... and Change is a hard thing..... But it is the most Beautiful thing in the world and it's always coming and it's the only way we can live and it's giving us beautiful moments to try something new and start something great. I feel so blessed to have served with Sestra Dutton. She will change and grow and everyday she is becoming truly a beautiful sight. I think she is a really wonderful woman, and I have been blessed by her everyday we have been together. I have adored all my companions. I am now very blessed to be working with Sestra Nydegger. She is an incredible woman who is needed at this time in Celje's life and mine. This transfer has already been incredible. We met with the Guy that wanted us to meet his family and their eyes were bright and we felt really good about them. They told us they want us to come back and that they felt a good spirit with us. That we are something different.
While we were contacting by the river a father and his little son were drawing with chalk on the side walk. He was the cutest little boy with the biggest eyes. He had so much energy and talked so fast. He gave us a billion high fives and we found out their family is from Ukraine and they live right next door to us and want us to come over. We then went to an in-active's that I never actually met in person and she wasn't home but her daughter was. She told us that she never really listened to the missionaries when her mother was active, and that she had no desire to try or talk with us, but as we talked to her and as Sestra Nydegger bore her testimony the daughters heart softened and said... "This is different and strange... But I think I want to listen to you. I want to get to know you, I feel something." ....... I know..... This week has been too good. Sestra Nydegger is working her “Goldie Powers”.
Sestra Nydegger also plays the piano absolutely beautifully and she has a stunning voice. She is seriously so talented and considerate and I already feel like I know her. I know she has got my back and she seriously helps me so much. Our minds are on the same wave and our ideas and thoughts are very well mixed. We are going to Rock Celje.
The Christmas lights turned on yesterday and everyone was outside gazing up at all the luminous little lights everywhere. We are so drawn to the lights and it's brightness that lets us see so much more that we wouldn't have been able to see before. I am so drawn to this Gospel and the light it has not only given me to see, but the light that is now inside of me because of it. I can see things that I didn't know was possible and even thing's I need to work on because now I can see it, but I can see a bright future and there is God's hope there, there is God's light.
I have been loving the fog here within the trees these last few weeks, as we pass by on trains and watch the misty mountains and forests I feel as though it looks like the mist is their magnificent breath. This Earth is beautiful and the places I am seeing are moments where I wish my eyes were cameras. I love you family; I am excited to share Christ's love this month and each and every day of my life. Hope you have a good week and see Christ's love and light within the walls of this world, your home, and even your heart.