Bicycle Accident

I had a bicycle accident. Except i wasn't on a bicycle. I was walking down a really crowded street in the middle of a Korean market when out of nowhere the crowd parts like the red sea and this kid comes flying at me on his batman bike (what is it with me and batman?). He totally plowed into me and the whole market stopped to gawk. I thought it was hilarious but im pretty sure it was the worst day of that little kids childhood. He just keep apologizing and i told him to calm down and bought him some mandarin oranges. Yes, HE plowed into ME and I bought HIM a feel better treat. Whatever. I figure he'll remember the missionaries and get baptized in a couple years. Meanwhile everyone is still staring at us and the lady selling the walnut bread is snorting she's laughing so hard. NICE. Pretty sure only I am allowed to laugh at others pain. 

So, Ryan is getting married... its a miracle! Is Liz going to share a bed with Ryan and I now when we travel? That sounds awkward. How the heck are we going to organize THAT barrier? CANT WAIT! Welcome to the family Liz!

Ok but for reals that's awesome. Its about time ry ry. 

We were supposed to go to the temple this morning that has the thousand golden Buddhas and the giant Buddha from street fighter. Only it depended on our investigator coming with us because we don't know how to get there. Then she was "sick" this morning. Totally punked us and Ashton Kutcher didn't even show up. WORST. 

Im planning on going next week no matter what. There's only two weeks left of this transfer and i feel like im going to get banished to the north. etch.

I had a really cool experience Friday night. We had a member lesson with our agricultural engineer investigator. I was really worried about the lesson because she asks a lot of really good/scary questions that i feel like i can't answer well enough so I came armed with my favorite woman in the ward. We began to teach the plan of salvation and i was really struggling with the language and i felt like nothing i was saying was making any sense but i just kept talking, asking questions, and bearing testimony of what i know to be true. I felt the spirit really strongly but was certain I was the only one- as i was the only one who knew what i was talking about. We asked her to be baptized and she said she'd think about it. 

As we left I was pretty crushed to be honest. The lord has helped me a lot- i can speak a lot of Korean but i just keep thinking COME ON! I'm out here working my head off! I'm studying! I'm eating the most insane stuff. Why cant you just THROW ME A BONE HERE! We walked the member back to her house and i turned and thanked her and apologized for my nonsense Korean and she turned to me and said what are you talking about? I understood everything you said tonight. That was almost perfect Korean- i haven't felt the spirit like that since MY mission! Then i cried a little and it was embarrassing.  

The next day she spoke in sacrament meeting and talked about our lesson and I felt like a million bucks. 

Today i just feel cold. And I'm sort of having a hard time typing because i really don't want my fingers to snap off.

I had a nightmare last night that i was home and i missed my mission so much and it was just over. I've become one of those missionaries. 

Hey moms stop trying to talk about me coming home! i have like a thousand years left! 

I cant wait to show you this place. I love it here. I have a testimony that the Lord keeps His promises. Don't question Him. Ever. If it seems like something just isn't right, just wait- it isn't over. We are here having these experiences to have joy, learn, stretch ourselves, and eventually become like the Master. And according to me, that is worth any amount of suffering. 

All of my love,

Sister Lund