Zone Conference went well last week. Sister Allred and I taught about the importance of teaching our friends to study, not just read the Book of Mormon. I read the Book of Mormon prije moje misije but I never studied it like I have learned to do. If I read a recipe book every die for the rest of my life, it will not benefit me at all! I have to study it out, refer to it often, and act upon what I read! The same applies with the Book of Mormon. We also had the all sisters in the zone role play during our presentation. The Zadar sister slept over on our floor and couch. Then we picked up a senior couple at the airport real quick in Presidents car and taught English and were on exchange // sister Vukorepa and I in Zagreb, Allred went to Rijeka.
One of the weirdest things that has happened to me while Ive been inside my apartment...... I hope I can do this story justice because it was so, so strange. So I will begin telling it from sister Allreds point of view. The day after we exchange back- that night she wakes up on the couch with her pillow and her blanket, in our apartment, realizes she is on the couch, and goes in to our bedroom, puts her hands down on her bed to climb into it.. all of a sudden I am startled awake because someone is grabbing my ankles!
So then I realize that the wall is on the left of me, not the right.. and that I am definitely laying in Sister Allred's bed? So then she asks me why I am in her bed and I tell her I do not know! and then I exclaim "I do not feel well rested." which just seemed so correct at the time, and look at the phone, it is 1230am. I go to to the bathroom, come back, and we both BUST UP laughing and are so so so very confused about what just happened.. then I realize her blanket is in my bed and hold it really close to my face in the pitch black night to make sure it is hers and throw it on her bed. Really, really I do not know what happened. We did go to bed talking to each other a little bit, maybe Sis A just slept walked into the other room and I took her bed? I really do not know. She said she has woken up before and we are just both talking to each other in our sleep.
In other strange events.. a member in Zagreb passed away and his dying wish was that the missionaries all sing "Praise to the Man" and "Abide with me" at his funeral, in English. He has not been to church for 15 years so we did not know him. So we ended up on Friday at a huge Croatian cemetery rock building thing (clarification: building, made of rock), singing with the Elders after very little practice as the casket was rolled in and as the family entered. We threw rose petals into the hole as the casket was lowered. It was interesting. That is actually the first funeral I have ever been to in my life so I have nothing to compare it to. A member of the branch gave a talk about eternal life and we were the only people to say Amen at the end of it. Zanimljivo.
Recent convert in Belgrade, Serbia, it was her birthday yesterday and she called and we got to talk for a few minutes. She told me I am like the daughter she never had. She told me of some miracles she has seen recently. I LOVE THE PEOPLE HERE SO MUCH. I sent her a card and a ring of mine that was her favorite color. I love her so much really really.
This whole week was, as per usual, a lot. of. contacting. Last night I was very done. Very done. This guy Luka crossed the street and we contacted him and he actually asked us a lot about questions he wishes he could ask God. We testified of Joseph Smith. He agreed to a lesson Wednesday and we are very very pumped for it. Honestly our first sit down lesson in a while. But we keep pressing on! There is a YSA conference in the mission home this weekend and if our lesson goes well Weds. we are totally going to invite him. Every inv. who has ever gone to that has been baptized. I ask for your prayers to add to my own.
We taught a jehovahs witness, in the church, last night. She asked if she could see the library in our church so we ended up talking to her about Joseph Smith.
We played ultimate frisbee for Pday last Monday and are doing it again today. Fora je bila. Also I am still sore from last week of it. My body has aged 10 years in 16 months.
This week I studied a lot about repentance. Why does God want us to repent? What role does the sacrament, and our personal prayers have to do with repentance? How often should we repent? What does "Godly sorrow" mean? How do we show God we want to repent?
Volim vas,
Sestra Richardson
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