I’m staying in Stourbridge with Sister Price for a third transfer! So she’s going to finish her mission here with me. Neither of us wanted to stay here without the other, so we were very relieved that we got to stay together. Sister Price took this video when we received the news we were staying together.
I’m getting mixed up between the British and American terms of things, because when I hear biscuits now, I think of little hard cookies in a package, and when I hear scone I think of a biscuit. We always end up having to say “American biscuits” as missionaries to define between them. The same goes with “American football” and other things.
Today we had Hotpot. It’s a Chinese dinner thing that they always eat. Sister Chen in our district is from Taiwan so we put our money together and bought ingredients and she made it at the church. It was really good!
Here is a video of the hotpot from today. (Sorry, someone’s apostate music is playing in the background.) They cook a bunch of stuff–seafood, tofu, mushrooms, rice noodles, etc–in a broth. Then you get thinly slices beef and lamb, wrap it around a chop stick, and then stick it in the broth and it cooks super fast. It’s really yummy! Then you eat the meat and hotpot over rice, or just plain.
Oh! Here’s a video from Easter. Members gave us chocolate Easter eggs filled with more candy.
Haha! Yesterday I heard one of the funniest things I ever have just before church started, and sadly, it was quite accurate too. I was playing prelude before sacrament meeting and one of the bishopric walked up to the stand to his wife who is the chorister. She was all fanning herself because it was quite toasty in the chapel. The husband puts his hands on his hips and says (in his Scottish accent), “Do you know why it’s so damn hot in this chapel?” To which his wife responded, “Because you turned the heating on too high?”
The bishopric member shook his head and said with conviction, “It’s so that the people can be prepared for how hot it’s goin’ to be in hell.”
I must confess, a rather unladylike snort followed by a sudden outburst of laughter escaped my untrustworthy Wadsworth mouth and I played a couple of sour notes.
I stumbled in my playing and hit a couple of sour notes while I tried to hold back snickers of shock and agreement. He walked over to the piano and leaned his elbow on it. When I glanced up at him he winked and said, “Don’t worry, I wasn’t including you in that statement.” Then he took his seat on the stand.
We haven’t been able to bike for the past couple of weeks because we had to give the bike Sister Price was using back to its owner, so we’ve been taking busses while we wait for the zone leaders to bring the extra one from Solihull.
We’ve been having a lot of promptings lately. I mean, we always have prompting that help us everyday, but I mean a lot of really strong ones. Saturday a former texted us and said she was free so we could come over and see her, but right as I sent he text that we would be over soon, I got a really bad feeling about going so we texted and said we couldn’t come anymore. I don’t think it was her, but rather the area that she lived in, because we were also going to see a less active there, but we felt like we shouldn’t see her either. Then we were walking into town and we had a really bad sense of danger for the elders who were at a DA really far away, so we texted them and asked them not to ride their bikes home but get a ride instead because we felt it would be dangerous for them to ride home. Then out of the blue someone offered them a ride, so that was great!
I was studying this week and I started reading about the Mountain of the Lord in 2 Nephi/Isaiah, so I looked up Temple in the bible dictionary. I’m probably just slow, but I found this piece of information about the temple ordinances really incredible. “In cases of extreme poverty or emergency, these ordinances may sometimes be done on a mountaintop.” I thought that was so cool! Maybe it’s just me that didn’t know that before, but I just found that bit of knowledge intriguing.
We’ve both been really stressed the past two weeks about something, but we don’t know what it is. Ever since the beginning of this last transfer we’ve both had a really bad feeling, me stronger than Sister Price. At the beginning of the transfer it wasn’t too bad, but as time went on, it seemed to grow stronger and stronger everyday, as if it was building up to something. About halfway through the transfer it became extremely hard to work, just because we had this awful feeling inside of us that was kind of paralyzing. It was super weird and not pleasant at all. Two weeks ago we fasted and also got priesthood blessings.
We called President Leppard and told him everything. He tried to comfort us, and he said he was proud of us for confiding in him, and also for fasting, and then said he wanted us to fast again as a companionship and then tell him how we felt on Monday. So Friday to Saturday was fasted for 36 hours, and Friday afternoon we ended up in the flat for several hours because we were both crying from the overwhelming feeling. It’s terrible! The best way I can describe it is that it felt like we were sitting in a raft in the middle of an ocean, and there was a shark circling around and around and around, and sometimes it would get really close, or bump the raft.
So anyway, the feeling isn’t gone. It’s lessened, but its still there. but when I was praying before I got the blessing, I got the feeling that it isn’t supposed to go away, for some reason. I don’t know. So I emailed President to tell and just told him how it went and I’ll see if he has anything to say about it. But other than that I guess we just keep on going!
I love you tons and I’m so grateful you are praying for me. Honestly it’s so hard here in Stourbridge that just the thought of all the prayers from home is what keeps me going.