I'm not going to lie... this week was really hard.
This week we had one lesson with an investigator and one lesson with a less-active. The rest of the time we spent on the streets. If you look at a normal day that we have, we wake up at 6:30, study from 8-11, lunch until 12, and from then until 9 p.m. (except one hour for dinner) we're outside. On our feet, walking around, trying to talk to people who seem to have absolutely no interest. On top of that, our area is in the ghetto of Berlin with a ton of foreigners, which translates to lots of Turkish men who wink at us and check us out and ask for our number. That doesn't make for the most uplifting day. We always have to be aware of who we're smiling at and saying hello to, because we don't want our being friendly to be taken the wrong way.
Needless to say, Friday
morning we were so done with the way things we going. We sat ourselves down and
busted out a big new plan of how we were going to do things differently. Elder
Bednar is coming to speak to us in September, so every companionship
is working on getting a baptism before he comes. This was our goal. We will be
working on having more meaningful conversations with people and giving out more
Books of Mormon in order to find a person who will be ready to be baptized in
the next five weeks. Friday and Saturday turned out to be really successful
days.
In other random news, Sister Meyer and I accidentally made
butter this week. Hahaha, we were trying to make whipped cream for our french
toast, but our little mixer thing (and I mean little... that dinky thing) took
45 minutes to make cream into some gross lumpy substance thing which ended up
turning into butter. Hahaha, we were also so surprised when it turned out that we
also made butter milk from the leftover cream, haha. We made a huge mess but it
was so dang hilarious.
For the picture of the week this week, here
I am at the Rittersport factory in Berlin. I turned into a little kid again. We
spent our whole p-day here and even made our own chocolate!! Dreams do come
true!!!
Although we aren't seeing so much immediate success right now in our area, I'm learning to love this work more and more and truly giving my best to it. Thanks for your prayers, emails, support, and otherwise positive vibes you've been sending my way. It really does make a difference.
This week we had one lesson with an investigator and one lesson with a less-active. The rest of the time we spent on the streets. If you look at a normal day that we have, we wake up at 6:30, study from 8-11, lunch until 12, and from then until 9 p.m. (except one hour for dinner) we're outside. On our feet, walking around, trying to talk to people who seem to have absolutely no interest. On top of that, our area is in the ghetto of Berlin with a ton of foreigners, which translates to lots of Turkish men who wink at us and check us out and ask for our number. That doesn't make for the most uplifting day. We always have to be aware of who we're smiling at and saying hello to, because we don't want our being friendly to be taken the wrong way.
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Little kid in a candy store.
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Although we aren't seeing so much immediate success right now in our area, I'm learning to love this work more and more and truly giving my best to it. Thanks for your prayers, emails, support, and otherwise positive vibes you've been sending my way. It really does make a difference.
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We made our own chocolate!
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