This past week was really good. Not ridiculously good as the week before but, still good. We received change calls. Nothing changed. As far as my ward goes anyway. I have been sentenced to die here in Espoo, which is all good by me.
On Friday Sister Johnson and I were at an investigators house. Our investigator asked us, as it was Easter season and all, what we had been doing to prepare ourselves for it. It caused me to think, as I really hadn't been doing anything too out of the ordinary to prepare for the celebration of Christ's death and resurrection. But, when it was my turn to reply I answered that I had the best job ever which was I got to tell all my friends, acquaintances and even strangers what I believed about Jesus Christ. I was blessed to just go around and talk about what Christ has done for me, and about how he can help others. Through doing this I felt like I was (and am) coming closer, and becoming more like Him, and thus remembering him and his sacrifice made on my behalf. It's also neat because as I've shared more and more of my testimony about the gospel and Christ that my faith has become stronger. But I have not lost anything in the process. As I have come to know Christ better, I also feel that I am becoming more and more like my true self that is on the inside.
We have been working really hard here but, as always there is tons of work to be done and we could always be working harder. The weather her is beautiful. It's so warm. I haven't warn tights for the past four days, and haven't worn a jacket for the last three. The flowers are coming out and everyone is happy. The sun gets up long before we do, which makes waking up easy.
On Saturday we were able to give our investigator a church tour. Church tours, by the way, are a lot of fun. We went from room to room explaining simply, what happened in each of the rooms. As we came to the end of the tour we were in the chapel. We asked our investigator how he felt being there. He told us that it felt like home. A lot of people, when they come to the chapel say something along those lines. It's a holy place, and they can feel it. It makes me wish I could feel what they feel. I mean, I probably do, it's just I've grown up with it,and so it's so normal that I don't really notice the difference. Anyhow, he then came to church on Sunday, enjoyed it and expressed he'd like to come the next week too.
Anyhow, I should go, Hope you all had a Happy Easter! Thanks for being great! Love you all!
Sister Kastendieck
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