Hej hej hej hej hej
Usually people say "hej" or "hej hej"
but every once in the while you meet that "gammal tant" (old lady)
who hits you with the "hej hej hej hej hej."
Anyway, this week was tons of fun.
We received transfer calls! I will be being shipped off to
Gothenburg to serve in the Västra Frölunda ward. It's a big city and a big ward
which is not anything I have experienced yet having only served in Skövde and
Karlskrona thus far.
Leaving Karlskrona will be tough. I've been here for about 6
months now and I've experienced so much. I've grown a ton and have seen so much
happen in the lives of the people I have met and taught. I'm so thankful for my
time and the people here in this beautiful city.
This week we began teaching a 25 year-old Swedish single
mom. We met her when we stopped her in town on literally the exact same spot
where we stopped Kristoffer all those months ago (Kristoffer by the way is
doing really well. He's been blessing the sacrament every Sunday and gave an
incredible talk last week). It was actually the second time I had talked to her
on the street (I've been here a while, you start seeing the same people), but
this time she was willing to meet and talk more about our message.
We ended up meeting her twice this week and she loved
everything we had to say. She wasn't religious at all and she didn't know
anything about Jesus except that he was crucified and resurrected and we were
able to teach her about him by reading passages out of the Bible and Book of
Mormon describing him and his life. It was maybe my favorite lesson of all time
and felt so fulfilling as well. It was purely centered on teaching this woman
who Christ was, what He did, and helping her develop a love for and a desire to
follow Him.
That knowledge and closeness to our savior gives us what
Peter described as a "lively hope." When you fill with love for Him,
His love fills you and enables you to do, believe, and love more. Life receives
meaning and joy beyond what you could have found yourself.
This morning we just happened to run into her on the street
and talked to her a little bit. When we told her I was leaving, she shook my
hand, looked me in the eyes and said the most genuine thank you I've ever
received. I love being a missionary.
Have a great week!
Love,
Äldste Cummings
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