Sorelle Hoppe, Walsh, Ervin, and Vardeu |
So Wednesday we got a call from the
travelling sorelle and they said they wanted to do a scambio Thursday, so
they'd be there that night. STRESS. They were both coming to Vercelli, so we
had to set up another day’s worth of appointments. We called everyone we
possibly could and finally set up a fair amount of appointments for both coppia
for the next day. We were expecting the sorelle to come at around 9ish that
night, but instead we received a call. Turns out, they missed a train, so they
were coming the next day, but they were still going to be there in the morning.
About 15 minutes before our first appointment on Thursday, we received another
call. They boarded a train that went to Torino . . . but didn't stop in
Vercelli. Sorella Walch and I taught our lesson, and then we ran back home to
let them in. They finally showed up, poor things. They were so exhausted;
trains will do that to you. So we ended up only doing a three-hour scambio
because they had to be in Varese that night. But we did have a scambio miracle.
Sorella Hoppe and I went out to visit
Fratello Manenti's grandmother. She's so cute! We could only stay for about
twenty minutes, but she invited us to come back again. We called Sorella
Manenti while we were waiting for a train, and she was super excited. They're
going to come with us the next time we go out to visit her.
Saturday was the best day of my life!
Ok, that was a slight exaggeration, but only a slight one. Ralf and Tina took
us to a Chinese buffet in Novara. ALL YOU CAN EAT! Also, SUSHI BAR! You know
how in America, Chinese buffet's always have really random food as well, like
macaroni and cheese. Well, in Italy, they have little pizza's. That was
different. After lunch we went to see a potential from the Anziani. She's a
super sweet Nigerian woman who really was interested in the Book of Mormon. We
have another lesson with her this Friday, and we're really excited.
On the train home from Novara, we
started talking with this really sweet woman from Romania. A few months ago her
22-year-old son was in a motorcycle accident and was paralyzed from the
waist down. She said she would love to meet with us, but she doesn't have time
right now. The next day we were going back to Novara, and we saw the same
woman. On the train ride, she told us all about her son and his amazing faith.
He's been the one keeping the family positive while he's the one in the
hospital. She was so proud of his strength. It was such a simple miracle, but
seeing this woman the next day really increased my faith that we are always led
by the Lord and we can be where we are needed, if we but listen.
We had a mini-zone conference yesterday.
Fun thing, no one told us it was zone conference. We were told it was just
interviews. So yesterday morning capi zona called to let us know what time it
would be over. That wasn't so bad. While we were on the train, however, we were
called by the assistants who asked where we were. Apparently they wanted us
there an hour early for our interviews, but no one told us. Whoops. It was all
okay though.
It was a tremendous zone conference.
Anytime I have the opportunity to talk with the president, it always seems to
come when I need it most. Our leaders are inspired, and they know what we need
to hear when we need to hear it. President Dibb is our president for a specific
reason. I am in Italy for a specific reason. Even more, I am in Vercelli, right
now, for a specific reason. I don't know what that reason is, but I know I'm
supposed to be here. I'm so grateful to know that our Church is led by
revelation and inspiration. I don't have to doubt; all I have to do is
trust.
Zone conference = mail! All of you who
wrote me, thank you so much! It's true, you get less mail once you've been out
for 9 months, so every single letter is precious. Thank you!
Vi Voglio Bene
Sorella Ervin
Random movie filming in centro Torino. |
Best Shirts in the universe? Yes. |
Catching up on area book. Always a good time. |
New shoes, never a bad idea . . . especially when they have a little Italian flag on them. |
Italian boots. Saldi season is the best season. |
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