Postovanje,
I told a parable of two soccer games in our presentation this week at zone conference and I decided to do another one. So here is the parable of the diesel car...
Once upon a time, there were two young Mormon nuns in a far distant land. They had to go pick up two other sestre from the bus stop and but the car they were using had half a tank of gas. They, like the good missionaries they are, know you should not let the car get below half a tank in case of emergencies, so, they pull into a gas station and the older, sick sestra thinks diesel, diesel, diesel and pulls the green pump (because green means diesel in America), hands it to the other sister to fill up, and walks over to pay. Then the wiser, younger begins to fill the car for like 30 seconds, realizes that the pump is benzine, not diesel. Tells the pump attendant, tells the other sister, and they have to put the car in neutral, push it to the corner of the station, and wait for someone to come siphon it out. So this guy pulls up, they chat and help him for like an hour as he siphons the gas out of our car and casually leave him with our keys and go get cash from an ATM and come back, fill it up with DIESEL gas, he revved the engine for a bit, and we were on our way. When we called President he just laughed and laughed-- he had done the same thing on his own car when he first got to the mission. We were just grateful we realized it and never turned the engine on. We picked up the sisters up at 9:40, Kawai and Mahabier- my two MTC companions. That was awesome to see them again.
Now for the parable- sometimes, we do something that we can't undo ourselves. Like put the wrong gas in our car. We can't just move on and act like nothing happened, because eventually it will catch up to us. We have to have faith that there is someone out there who can help us, and have enough courage to ask for help! We have to repent, tell our Father in Heaven and those there to assist us what we did and be sorry about it and not do it again. Even if we do it again, we must keep trying to be better! When help does come, we must keep working. We must trust that others know what they are doing and they can help us. We must trust God and Christ's atonement. There is always a solution. It may take time, patience, and sacrifice, but, it is worth it. Eventually we can, and will get back on the road. I apologize now for how cheesy my emails are and how much worse they are probably going to get haha
I have been sick this week. Got a blessing this morning. I sound all raspy and growly and when I speak Croatian no one can understand me- it feels like week one in the field! But we have worked through it and I slept through a few lunches and should be fine in a few days.
Last night was a miracle- it was POURING rain but we talked to everyone still and were soaking. I just stopped this lady and was like here just take my umbrella! Cause she didnt have one. She stopped and asked us if ours was the Mormon church and is super super interested in talking to us. She wanted to meet us back here to come to church next week. Her name is Magdelena.
We gave a church tour this week and as we are in the chapel explaining the sacrament to this cool lady named Vera and her kid she said wait.. this isnt a catholic church? We were like no.. she like starting walking backwards out of the chapel and was like oh, well I need to go then I thought this was a Catholic church! Then told us she actually wouldn't come Sunday, awkward. But then she said she would. Someone asked about church tour: basically, this is one of two actual chapels (most other branches meet in part of an apartment building and such) and so we are in one of those areas and the church is in our proselyting area, so we literally stand outside the church during prime hours and hand out all kinds of materials and invite people *just not single men* in to take a 5 minute tour! You know the church is true because the pictures inside the church go in the order of the restoration lesson and so we literally just teach the first lesson and point out conveniently placed pictures as we go along.
Sestra Richardson
pictures: biking last week on pday, the car fail, a bakery named "Holy Ghost"
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