vive la pluie!
If life were easy, it wouldn't be hard. Fact. If mission life were simple, it wouldn't be complicated. If it didn't take faith to follow the Lord, how would we grow faith? Profound huh?
This has honestly been a hard week. I'm not all full of giggles and silly stories of leaves and dog poop. (Although I did nail a good pile this week) It's been rough. I'm still in the mini apartment with three girls trying to all shower and get ready in one hour in the same bathroom. The weather has changed so it rains all day now. For the french it is what they call winter. Boo. There are riots all over the city, no busses, crazy metro schedules, lots of walking and looking over our shoulder.
But nevertheless, the miracles pour out. I saw an umbrella yesterday that said Vive la pluie. Basically Live on rain. Long live the rain. Long live the crappy rainy winter weather. Who needs busses anyway. Three girls in a small box is good for the character. Who cares about civil unrest when they have the protection of the Lord? Long live the hard weeks, the trials, the struggles, keep it coming. Vive the rain. if life were easy it wouldn't be hard.
/Nov 9: Little flower shop that leaves left over petals in a basket on the front porch at night. I spead a hand full over the city of toulouse. Walking around for 2 and 1/2 hours just talking to people in the rain. Seeing the remnants of a car fire. Getting asked out by 3 different guys. What is the deal? It must be the nylons or the fatness or the light of christ that shines on my face. It was weird. All three now know a little more about faith and God and how to find both becuase of them trying to pick me up. What ever means works right?
Nov 10: Hugging Reine in her wheel chair. It's tough to hug. But good thing in France we give bissous or kisses on the cheek. For those you really love you give 4. Reine gives me 5. i love that lady! Walking home and magically running into one of our amis we have been trying to contact for a few days. Thanks for the miracle God.
Nov 11: Trying to define a miracle for a lady we are teaching. How do you define a miracle? Does it have to have angles and lights and crazy miraclulous happenings or can it jsut be the little things like finding someone you have been trying to find because you have to walk home becuase of no buses becuase of civil unrest? That is not coincidence. In my mind a miracle is the little ways that god shows he loves you. Tender mercies says David Bednar. No rain today!!! Eating taboule until i felt sick. That's good stuff. I asked Soeur Johnson how she stays so patient. She said that she is happier when she loves peope with out trying to change them. Just loving them. you don't have to be patient when you love someone. That's good advice. i'm working on it.
Nov12: Liana a great open madagascar dude that the elders found a few days ago. He says amen after everything he reads in the scriptures like every word every sylable is sacred. I love that. Manina bought us Oreos. Nothing tastes so good as oreos and dr. pepper. ahhh...the taste that so many americans take for granted. Soeur Johnson told me that president told her that I was a really good missionarry. Does he know who he's talking about here? it still feels good to hear.
Nov 13: Une relation durable, ca change la vie. - a bank advertisement. I love that. The smell of a huge square called Place Aarnold Baynard on sunday morning. Going to church and having every talk, every lesson, magically answer every question that I didn't know I was asking.
Nov 14: Really studying the scriptures with passion. I couldn't wait to wake up and study. There is good stuff in there ya know?
Nov 15: Elder Hill giving us the car for the day just for fun. It so much better than walking. A man walked up to me in the post office today and asked me where he can find faith.
Life is good. Hard but good. Vive la pluie.
Shai
This has honestly been a hard week. I'm not all full of giggles and silly stories of leaves and dog poop. (Although I did nail a good pile this week) It's been rough. I'm still in the mini apartment with three girls trying to all shower and get ready in one hour in the same bathroom. The weather has changed so it rains all day now. For the french it is what they call winter. Boo. There are riots all over the city, no busses, crazy metro schedules, lots of walking and looking over our shoulder.
But nevertheless, the miracles pour out. I saw an umbrella yesterday that said Vive la pluie. Basically Live on rain. Long live the rain. Long live the crappy rainy winter weather. Who needs busses anyway. Three girls in a small box is good for the character. Who cares about civil unrest when they have the protection of the Lord? Long live the hard weeks, the trials, the struggles, keep it coming. Vive the rain. if life were easy it wouldn't be hard.
/Nov 9: Little flower shop that leaves left over petals in a basket on the front porch at night. I spead a hand full over the city of toulouse. Walking around for 2 and 1/2 hours just talking to people in the rain. Seeing the remnants of a car fire. Getting asked out by 3 different guys. What is the deal? It must be the nylons or the fatness or the light of christ that shines on my face. It was weird. All three now know a little more about faith and God and how to find both becuase of them trying to pick me up. What ever means works right?
Nov 10: Hugging Reine in her wheel chair. It's tough to hug. But good thing in France we give bissous or kisses on the cheek. For those you really love you give 4. Reine gives me 5. i love that lady! Walking home and magically running into one of our amis we have been trying to contact for a few days. Thanks for the miracle God.
Nov 11: Trying to define a miracle for a lady we are teaching. How do you define a miracle? Does it have to have angles and lights and crazy miraclulous happenings or can it jsut be the little things like finding someone you have been trying to find because you have to walk home becuase of no buses becuase of civil unrest? That is not coincidence. In my mind a miracle is the little ways that god shows he loves you. Tender mercies says David Bednar. No rain today!!! Eating taboule until i felt sick. That's good stuff. I asked Soeur Johnson how she stays so patient. She said that she is happier when she loves peope with out trying to change them. Just loving them. you don't have to be patient when you love someone. That's good advice. i'm working on it.
Nov12: Liana a great open madagascar dude that the elders found a few days ago. He says amen after everything he reads in the scriptures like every word every sylable is sacred. I love that. Manina bought us Oreos. Nothing tastes so good as oreos and dr. pepper. ahhh...the taste that so many americans take for granted. Soeur Johnson told me that president told her that I was a really good missionarry. Does he know who he's talking about here? it still feels good to hear.
Nov 13: Une relation durable, ca change la vie. - a bank advertisement. I love that. The smell of a huge square called Place Aarnold Baynard on sunday morning. Going to church and having every talk, every lesson, magically answer every question that I didn't know I was asking.
Nov 14: Really studying the scriptures with passion. I couldn't wait to wake up and study. There is good stuff in there ya know?
Nov 15: Elder Hill giving us the car for the day just for fun. It so much better than walking. A man walked up to me in the post office today and asked me where he can find faith.
Life is good. Hard but good. Vive la pluie.
Shai
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