It’s been kind of an eventful week. First of all, on Tuesday Sister Gjevik’s foot was really bothering her. Each day since she’d kicked the floor it hurt in a different place and it was really painful to walk, so I decided we were going to call Sister Leppard whether she wanted to or not. So we called her after studies Tuesday morning and told her about the accident, and she told us to go to the hospital immediately and get an X-Ray, because she thought Sister Gjevik mug have chipped her bond. so we told her we would, and then realised when we hung up that we had a lesson in 30 minutes with the guy we were baptising on Saturday, so we couldn’t miss it. So we took the long way around to the hospital, met him on one of the uni campuses, taught him a quick lesson, and then got on a bus from there to the hospital. On the way to the lesson we called the zone leaders to tell them what we was happening, and they said they were going to call Sister Leppard to see if they could get permission to give us a ride to the hospital, since it takes about an hours bus ride to get out there, and we couldn’t find any members who could take us. But then Sister Gjevik freaked out because Sister Leppard would find out we were teaching first, instead of going straight to the hospital, so we tried frantically to call them back and text them, saying to not say a WORD about where we were, but we couldn’t get a hold of them again, so the whole lesson we were kinda nerve wracked.
We made it to the hospital though, and I got to push Sister Gjevik around in a wheel chair for a little while. Sister Gjevik was really nervous the whole time and almost started crying several times. At one point we were waiting for X-Ray results and down the hall way we could hear this woman screaming….Watch Sister Gjevik’s face after the first time. Poor girl! The lady was crazy, which kinda made it worse. Sister Gjevik just had to joke about it because it made her so nervous that’s all she could do.
Here we are in the waiting room. It took about three hours in the hospital, plus the journey to and from, as if we didn’t have more appointments than we could handle that day already.
Here you can see I’m holding the phone trying to make a text or phone call go through, but there was no signal way down deep in this A&E so Sister Leppard wasn’t getting any of our texts for three hours and neither were the zone leaders; little did we know she was about to call them and have them go find out what on earth happened to us.
Oh and when we got to the door where there was signal again, we called Sister Leppard and I was talking to her when the crazy lady who was screaming was wheeled by. I said, “Hi Sister Leppard! It’s Sister Wadsworth.”
“Hello, my love! How are you doing?”
“How is your companion??”
Just then the crazy lady went by screaming, and Sister Leppard goes, “…..That wasn’t her was it?!”
I just died laughing and had to let her talk to Sister Gjevik before she would believe me.
And of course, after all that wasted time we found out that nothing at all was broken or chipped, she’d just jammed all her toes and they would be bruised and painful for quite a while. She won’t be back to normal until basically the end of her mission in four months, so we had instructions from Sister Leppard to walk as little as possible, take all the busses, and find productive things that we can do while sitting down. So since then the bus station has become our new favorite place to proselyte. But it’s also really scary because there is this crazy couple that we had a first lesson with, found out they were crazy–and I mean CRAZY–and dropped them. But they use the busses all the time, so now it’s a constant lookout for these two when we’re in the bus station, and we end up dodging behind bus stands a lot to avoid being seen. Well, I dodge, Sister Gjevik hobbles. 😊
Wednesday we had zone meeting and we got to see the new Christmas video from the Church called Light the World. I’m so excited to start sharing it with people now. Christmas is a time of miracles! We’ll see what we can make happen this Christmas.
It has been really rainy and stormy here for the past week. Wednesday we were waiting out under a bus stop and all the sudden it started POURING and it got really dark all of the sudden. I thought the world was ending it got so dark. Then all of the sudden there was this MASSIVE thunder roll; it was SUPER loud and I had to cover my ears. I counted until it was over. Seven long seconds, and it grew louder and more intense as it went, and it literally shook my insides. I could feel my heart vibrating, and then it ended with a huge crash that made both Sister Gjevik and I stumble and lose our balance. I ended up leaning against the bus stop and it was rattling against my shoulder. Literally I’ve never experienced anything quite as powerful as that before. I know I just spent an entire paragraph trying to explain some thunder to you, but I guess that just shows how much of a country girl I am. 😛🌵🏞
But those were basically the two big things that happened this week, and then our baptism on Saturday, which was a little crazy, but worked out all the same. The main thing is that it happened, regardless of how we made it come about. Pretty much everything that could’ve gone wrong, went wrong. Basically the only other thing that could’ve happened is if the roof fell in. But it still happened, so I guess it was a success. So first of all we had to take a train out to this village to see a referral and her mom ended up having a heart attack just before we got to her house so she called us and cancelled, so we used our whole morning traveling to and from this village where we couldn’t see the person we needed to. Then we had to run back as fast as we could and run to the church and have the elders come and start the font. Then we had to make a cake, which totally fell, but we had to eat it anyways. Then, the recent convert that was going to do the baptising got sick so there was no one to baptise him. So the zone leaders called another guy in the wars, because the mission president is pressing having members baptise. But that guy cancelled too after half an hour. And I was trying to learn the hymns because I didn’t know aither of them, so I was stressed out. So then we turned to the district leader to baptise him, and he’s super shy, so he didn’t want to. So then we asked elder smith because elder miner has been really sick the past week, and he didn’t have any white trousers, so he couldn’t do it.
Then, the water in the font was really warm, so the whole room was steamy like a sauna. Then the zone leaders got held up in traffic so they got there just in time and Elder Miner rushed in in his whites to baptise. Then, we had to have the meeting in a different room because we couldn’t use the chapel, so there wasn’t a piano to play in there anyways, so we had to play it off the iPad and it wasn’t loud enough, and it sounded terrible. When we opened the curtain the watch the baptism it was so warm that the glass was steamed over so we couldn’t see anything inside the font, so the elders had to rub it down so we could actually see. Then he had to baptise him several times because his knee kept coming up. But you know it finally got done.
Afterwards we decided to go for dinner as a district, but Sister Gjevik and I had to walk there since we couldn’t ride in the zone leaders car, so it took a 40 minute walk in the rain to KFC. The elders had ordered for us and we’re waiting outside when we got there with our food. Inside was literally packed, so we stiffened our spines as missionaries and had our little celebration meal outside, standing up, eating our KFC in the rain, which was kind enough to stop for us when we began eating. Either way, it turned out to be a fun memory standing out in the dark eating dinner. I was just grateful the baptism was over.
Sister Gjveik is such a good missionary and I love her a lot. I wish we could stay together for another transfer, or two or three, but last night I got a call from Elder Hellyer. At first I didn’t realise why he was calling because my mind was just out of it with all the stress of the week and the baptism and confirmation finally over, so I just talked to him for a while thinking he just wanted to see how the area was doing. But then he made his confession and extended a call to train from President. I asked him if he was sure he was talking to the right Sister Wadsworth and he said he was holding my picture in his hand and he was positive I was the right one. Darn it. 😁 I tried to get out of him where I would be training, so I could know if I was moving or not, but he wouldn’t give no matter how hard I pried. So now it’s another week of being stressed because I’m impatient for the dodge calls next Sunday. I was so nervous I almost started crying when I was on the phone with him, and I think he could tell, because he was trying to be really nice, but luckily I kept it together…until the zone leaders called, then I spilt.
I’m halfway excited, but at the same time I’m just scared. If I can train in Swansea I’ll be good, but I don’t know how it’ll be if President wants me to whitewash train.
On Sunday a family at church asked us if we could start teaching their 7-year-old son the lessons before he gets baptised next month, we we got to go to their home and teach their little kids about baptism and the plan of salvation yesterday, and can I just say, I miss teaching primary! The kids were a little crazy, but honestly they were so cute! And the little boy, Jimmy, was way too smart for his league. Teaching him the plan of salvation he goes, “You know, there could be generations and generations of Gods! Like, who’s Heavenly Father’s dad, and his dad, and his? There could be so many Gods we don’t even know about!” I thought it was the funniest thing, and his mom was so embarrassed.
We got to go to a castle today, but it was closed. But we still got to see it, and eat ice cream, and go to he German market and eat bratwurst.
So many other things happened this week, but of course I can’t remember them all now. We got to see one of our favorite people, Sîan, for a little bit this week, which of course was so much fun as usual. (Wow from the looks of this email, we just party all the time. I promise that’s not how it really is! Were being really obedient.)
On that note I’d just like to say that obedience may be my favorite commandment that we teach. It may be the most important because we can be given any other commandment, but if we don’t obey it, it profits us nothing. Sometimes it is difficult to obey because at times it seems like it takes our freedom away. But in the end it is always worth it to obey the Lord. His commandments are given out of love and are meant to bless us and give us freedom and happiness. Obedience to Heavenly Father is what allowed Jesus Christ to finish the Atonement for us. A lot of the time–in fact most of the time–obedience requires sacrifice, but “sacrifice brings forth the blessings of Heaven,” I can testify to that. I don’t think I’ve done a thing in this life to receive a blessing that didn’t require some kind of sacrifice beforehand. I pray we can all be obedient to the commandments and covenants that we’ve made with the Lord, so that we can all be together forever.
I love you all, and I’d like to challenge everyone to pray together for a missionary opportunity that you can embrace this week. I promise that if you ask, and then really watch and listen, you will see God opening opportunities in your lives, and you will be able to bless the lives of others when you share the gospel with them.
Have a wonderful week everyone! ❤️