(Aldste Cummings)
Hej allihopa!
This week was really fun. It's crazy that I'm sitting here
writing an email to you all yet again. If my calculations are correct, this is
the 99th email I have sent out. That's a lot of emails. Most weeks, I've really
enjoyed writing them. It's sad that after this I will only write 3 more.
This week was just filled with so many simple experiences
with people I love that will be memories I will never forget.
On Tuesday we went out to fly model planes with one of our
friends. It was so fun. He really appreciates our company because he's recently
experienced a loss in his family and being with us and talking with us gives
him comfort and makes him happy. I'm so glad we were able to meet him and
minister to him as Christ would. I love him so much.
On Wednesday we had a lesson scheduled and had a man from
the ward meet us at the church to help us teach but the person we were teaching
was late and we just sat outside with this hilarious Finnish man talking about
his life and hearing his testimony.
Also on Wednesday we got an SOS text from a friend of our in
the ward wondering how one makes a tasty banana milkshake so we quickly threw
some stuff together to try it out ourselves, drove to the church, and then
video-chatted with her on Facebook and walked her through how to make a banana
milkshake while we drank our milkshake on our side and we all talked deeply
about the things of God. The ironic thing was that due to lack of adequate
ingredients, the milkshake Elder Child's and I made was legitimately terrible
but we were able to help her make an actually tasty one while also hearing her
inspiring testimony.
On Thursday, we were blessed with the opportunity to live every
missionary's dream of attending an outdoor band concert for Swedish kids with
1-2 years of music experience on Sweden's national holiday.
Afterwards, Bishop drove us out to visit a member family who
hadn't been participating in church for a long time. The spirit was strong as
we all--especially Bishop--testified of the peace that comes from a strong
personal relationship with Christ. And later we were able to talk to their
three kids and get them excited to join our ward choir (that's right, the choir
is still alive and kicking) and they'll be joining their voices to ours on
Sunday next week.
On Friday, we spent some time outside in a park getting to
know a member from Iran better and learning more about how we can help him help
his family and friends receive the joy of the Gospel. After that, we played
innebandy and our favorite Sri Lankan friend/big brother, Dilpa just happened
to be back in town after his move to Jönköping and we were able to see him and
catch up with him again.
On Saturday, we visited the home of someone we're teaching
with our Irani member to teach a man from Syria who had long had contact with
members and the church about God's plan for us in this life and the next. The
spirit was strong and God's love abounded. Afterwards, we walked out to their
lot in the community garden with him and his 4
year-old son and he gave us a couple handfuls of fresh green onion right
out of the ground.
On Sunday, our choir performed as ragtag and glorious as
ever. Our Syrian friend couldn't make it to the meeting but stilled showed up
for the last ten minutes to hear the messages shared and say hello to his
church family before leaving to help his wife run errands. I was also able to
sit down with a friend of ours who has been struggling for a while and have a
deep heart to heart about prayer and his inspiring spiritual maturity.
Also on Sunday, I sat in a car between the Bishop's twin 8
year-old sons:
Twins: *whispering and gesturing behind my back and
laughing*
Me: What are you two laughing about?
Twin 1: Nothing. *giggles*
Twin 2: *giggles*
Twin 1: You have small ears.
Twin 2: Baby ears.
Twins and Me: *Laughs hysterically*
Sunday evening, we were able to spend some time in the home
of some members. At some point during the visit, the children were in the other
room playing while the parents and we missionaries sat at the table listening
to a minute or two of a Swedish audio book about a little girl who collects
farts in jars.
Sorry that the email ended up being so long but it was
actually very uplifting and therapeutic for me to reflect on all the beautiful
memories that I gained this week in the work of the Lord. There is joy that
comes by reflection and remembering how the Lord has touched you and others
through you. This week was wonderful and I'm know the coming week will be just
as fulfilling.
Have a great week!
Love,
Äldste Cummings
1. Found Bambi on the side of the road (don't worry, it scurried off of the road very shortly after this picture was taken).
2. Fly, fly, fly...
3. Music to my ears.
4. Onion party.