Okay everyone go on to google and search 'sweden midsommar' and then just be in awe of what an adorable holiday it is. (not actually sure what will pop up because I've never googled it myself) And i got to participate in the wonder this week. IT. WAS. SO. PERFECT. to be continued later on in the email.
So, last Monday we went to the Husqvarna museum. Apparently Husqvarna makes everything in the world but mostly motorcycles and lawn mowers and guns and sewing machines and lots of other stuff. So ya, everything in the world. The museum was just full of original model stuff and then what they have today and all the in between models. We went because Elder Luke is obsessed with motorcycles and also because, once again, they make basically everything in the world so they're a pretty big deal I guess.
I got to have a tea party this week with Jessica, a darling little 6 year old in the ward. I was the mom and had to make all the food and do all the dishes. She served the food. She thought it was hilarious when I just tossed the wooden food behind me to pretend like I ate it and we spent a good 5 minutes just laughing and chucking food over our heads.
Also this week we had apartment checks so the apartment couple came by, Elder and Syster Watson, they are so sweet, and inspected everything. Basically we have the ghetto-est wood floor ever and you have to always have socks on or you are in danger of splinters. So Brother Watson was like, oh! We'll just go get some sand paper and wax and we can just sand it down and wax the spots that need help. Good idea in theory. Until we almost died of wax fumes and the wax turned the floor a slightly different color and I got battle wounds trying to sand the floor. I'm tellin ya kids, fixing floors should be on worlds most dangerous jobs. So then me and Sister Christensen naturally decided that we would just have to wax the whole floor so it would all be the same color. So on the night before midsommar's eve we moved everything out of the living room and smashed it all into the entry way so we could wax the floor. Turns out that one tiny can of wax doesn't cover a whole floor. But then we got in the cleaning mood so the whole morning of Midsommar's eve we scrubbed the whole bathroom down for like 2.5 hours. So exhilarating and satisfying.
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| one of the rings we made |
Then we carried it around all of the ward with the young men until we came to the hole where it would go, then we stood it up. Then everyone gathers around in a circle around the pole and you sing and dance around it. It was actually the most fun thing ever. So cute and traditional. Brother Magnusson played the guitar and led us all in the songs.
We also all had to try sill. By "all" I mean the missionaries. Aka raw little fishies. Gross.
After the party we went to the Strömberg's house to play games for a little while. It was super fun. We played a game kind of like catch phrase but in Swedish. Basically we didn't know what any of the words meant and had to just keep skipping until we got to easy ones.
Then half of the next day was also non-proselyting probably because everyone is still intoxicated. It also was President Beckstrand's birthday so we made a cake and sand for him and sent him a video of it.
This week was so much fun and we got to know the members so well. But I'm excited that this week will be normal and we can work all week long. We're ready to go find some new investigators!
I've been realizing just how important prayer is. It's so fundamental. You can't receive a testimony with out it. You can't find out what God's will for you is if you don't pray. It's so important that we learn how to pray well. My whole life I've just been satisfied by rote recitations of the same things every day like help us to have a good day, and bless the food. But prayers become so much more meaningful when you really think about them and have a conversation. It really is wonderful that God wants to have conversations with us every day. I'm so grateful for my knowledge of God; that He is our Heavenly Father and that he loves us. I know His love is there. And I know that we can access it and feel it even stronger when we sincerely pray.
I love you! Have a great week!
Kram,
Syster May
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