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So this week I have a few funny stories for you. Well, they were funny to me. And missionary humor could be completely unfunny but like hey, you guys are the ones who signed up for this email so no apologies.
First, I think I could beat anyone in a staring contest at this point in my life. Because I had the ultimate practice at the beginning of this week. We went to swing by a less active member and he opened the door in literally just some small whitey-tighty underwear. And apparently felt sufficiently comfortable in his attire to hold a 30 minutes conversation with us. I have never realized how much you don't actually look at a persons face when you talk to them. He probably thought I was literally psycho because my eyes were just bulging by the end of the 30 minutes. My contacts had just dried out because I was staring and not blinking for so long. Looking back, I'm not sure why I wasn't blinking but it seemed necessary so I would keep looking at his face. Anyways, I thought it was hilarious. And he had a cast on one of his feet so he kept pointing down so we would look at it. And me and Syster Crawford were just like staring into his eyes pretending to be looking at the cast. At the beginning I was just laughing everytime he would turn to look at syster Crawford instead of me. like out loud. Good times.
Second funny story. On Thursday we had district meeting. Our district leader always sends out a text with the program for the meeting the night before. So like opening song, prayer, Christ thought, etc. For the opening song he put '"Sail" by Awolnation.' I read it and was laughing and then Syster Crawford was like, "I don't think I've ever heard the hymn awolnation." But she read it out in Swedish so it came out like, "A-wall-nah-hone" It was hilarious.
Third and funniest story. A couple days ago we were cleaning the church with Nicki and she was telling us how Sweden musicfestival is about to start which is how Sweden chooses their contestants for a European competition called EurVision. Which apparently is just a singing competition for all of Europe. But it's not really super good and professional singing-more like funny but still really good singing. I don't really know. Anyways, all the countries give other countries points and then whoever has the most points wins and then hosts it the next year. But she said the points are basically just given out based on alliances. Like Ireland always give England a 10. But England never gives Ireland any points. And Sweden and Finland give each other 10's. Norway will give Sweden a 5, etc. Then she said, "And the countries next to Russia always give Russia a 10. It's not because their songs are good, it's just so they won't attack them." Basically WW3 is going to start based on the point system for EurVision. So that was chill. I was laughing so hard. She was talking in English so it was probably a combination of what she said and he swedish accent that made it so funny.
After district meeting on Thursday we also had Äldste Sahlin's funeral. Don't worry he didn't actually die. That's just what this mission calls it when their mission is over. They die and we have a funeral for them. It was actually like the saddest thing of my whole life. He's probably the most Christlike person I have ever met. We all had little tea lights and all went around and said the Light that Äldste Sahlin had left with us and then put the tea lights on the table and so many people were just crying because literally everyone just loves him.
We went over to the bishops house for dinner this week and their family just reminds me of ours. The mom talks and carries the conversation for the most part. And the bishop was just actually hilarious but kind of quiet and he just reminded me so much of dad.
Also we have our Swedish investigator, Rune, who reminds me a toooon of grandpa. Looks, personality, everything. He met with missionaries about 30 years ago when he lived in Boden but then he wanted to meet with us again now. He's reading and studying the book of mormon and he legit wants to know that it's true. We told him that if he ever has questions he can text or call us. So the other day he sent us a text with 10 questions from the book of mormon on it. Everytime he texts us he ends with "Er elev, Rune" which just makes my little heart so happy. "Your student" it's just so cute and funny. I alla fall. We had an awesome lesson with him yesterday with a member in our ward, Anders, who we absolutely love. We talked a little bit about the questions that he had asked us and Andes talked about how he became a convert to the church. One of the questions he had asked was where the river that Lehi named after Laman exists today. Anders was talking and he was like, "I promise that if you keep on reading and studying that you'll find out where the river exists. You'll find where it exists in you heart even if you never find it on a map." Just like, jökgäppoäaöij. Are you kidding. I'm barely spitting out Swedish and there's people creating pure brilliance with the language. It was legit and the spirit was so strong. It was especially cool because none of it was how we had planned. We had planned a different member and a different lesson and then all these tiny miracles happened so that we could have the literal perfect lesson for him. for what he needed.
The Lord cares about the individual. He cares about every single one of us. The things he does and helps so make happen; they're all for the individual. So that we can bless one person. Help one person. I know God loves each one of us. And that's what I get to do here in Sweden, help him to bless the individuals. Help brighten or change a person's day or week or life. I love it.
Have a fab fab week.
Love,
Syster May
Oh, also I'm staying in Jakobsberg for the next transfer. No surprise because greenies normally always stay in their areas with their trainers.
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