Lots of amazing things happened this week but i forgot my journal which means i cant remember anything.
The important things are that we have only two real investigators and we are knocking on every door and barking up every tree trying to find more. Still haven't found them yet but i have a feeling today is the day- i can just feel it. What i have been really enjoying is that because we have no investigators we have been able to spend lots of time with members and less active families. Yousong is a really interesting place because it is the brilliant scientist mecca of the world. Everyone in our ward is a nuclear engineer, or weapon defense specialist, or brain surgeon, or a famous psychologist. Its really intimidating. but not really because they are all the loveliest people ive ever met. Im really impressed with the way they are all able to mix science and religion. They are all so funny and their wives basically live in fur.
Lots of them get us rides home from their chauffeurs and it makes me feel really weird. But my companion gave our driver a book of Mormon the other day so… maybe its ok. right?!
I just found out Chelsea is engaged. Super happy/depressed. Looks like its gonna be me and you hangin out on friday night mom! huzzah. haha just kidding. I really do want to hang out mom!
All the members found out we went to a bathhouse and think its hilarious that i got a massage. Apparently that particular massage is intended for the elderly. pretty sure if my grandma got that massage she'd be in the hospital after taking that smack down.
Oh! I had a cool experience. This families name kept popping in my head for some reason and so we made an appointment to go see them. Their family was new to the ward and we had already gone out the lunch with them and some other members so i wasn't exactly sure if it was a prompting but it turned out to be. Turns out the parents are newly weds. Both have recently lost their spouses and are having a yours-mine-and-ours experience and their daughter is really struggling. The mom pulled me aside and told me their story and said she really needed help so I walked into her room and did the only thing i know how to do and started talking. She was really not that excited to have a missionary bothering her but i just kept asking questions and made her give me her cell number. She is the cutest thing in the world and has refused to come to church since her dad died. It has obviously been very hard. I spent the next few days calling her when her name popped into my head and just saying hi. And then sunday rolled around and my weekly miracle happened. SHE CAME TO CHURCH! OK yeah its not a baptism or anything but it made my whole week.
I love being a missionary. I know i always say that but i almost always mean it. I love korea. I love the gentleness of the people. I love seeing subtle changes in myself as i let go of things and try to fill my life with the things i have the privilege of teaching everyday. I love my name tag. I love having the excuse to serve everyone around me. I love the way people light up when i speak Korean to them- like ive just jumped through a flaming hula hoop. I love this gospel. It is true. I can truly say this is the Lords work. I have felt His hand lead and guide me time and time again.
All of my love.
sister lund
p.s. can everyone else stop getting married and moving to france. You know how i feel about change. I cant take much more of this. grasias
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