Today is the first day of MEGA WEEK. It's the last full week of the transfer (I know, I know. Just wipe away the tears, you'll be alright, I promise!), which TOTALLY blows my mind. I cannot BELIEVE I've already been in Poland a full transfer! Well. Almost. And technically it's not a full transfer because they shortened it a week so all that would be taken care of before President Edgren gets here. But still! Crazy, right? SO CRAZY. Anyways. MEGA WEEK. Today is P-Day (MEGA awesome! Honestly, P-days are like little mini-Christmas's. There's the big build up of the week, then it happens too fast and it's over and the big build up starts again. I mean, obviously it's not on QUITE the same scale as Christmas. But it's pretty great!) Tomorrow is the one year mark in Poland for Sister Allen so we're going out to dinner (Babci Mailny, anyone? Okay. Maybe not. That place is a little weird. But it's VERY Polish, so it would be quite fitting). Wednesday is Zone Conference! Which I'm SUPER excited about, because I get to see Sister Pearson! And Sister Blake and Elder Blom. And it's going to be so great! Ah, my Polski MTC Rodzina. I love those people. Then Thursday is just Thursday. Which is fine. Thursday's are fine. Then it's Friday, which means planning and plancakes (our Friday tradition - we plan, then have pancakes for lunch. See that? Pretty clever, we are). Then Saturday we're doing Culture Night (not a hundred percent sure what we're doing yet, but it will be GREAT). Then Sunday we have church (woot woot!) and we find out where we're going for next transfer! PRETTY crazy stuff happening this week. Pretty crazy.
So. WE HAVE A BAPTISMAL DATE. No big deal or anything, just someone joining the Gospel and changing her life and being awesome! Her name is Dominika, and she's SO cool. We love her. She first started meeting with us with only an intellectual interest. She'd already read the Book of Mormon and LOVED IT (is that not AMAZING??!) and wanted a Doctrine and Covenants. Wha?! I know. Crazy. So we started meeting, and she had a little trouble with praying in the beginning, so we planned this lesson ALL about prayer, and we were going to lay down the law and be like, "Prayer. It's gotta happen. We're praying. Right now. Let's do this thing." But then she came to the lesson and we asked if she'd prayed, ready to lay down the law, and she was like, "Yeah. I prayed. It was great." Wha?! Again?! She's so cool! So last week we asked her to be baptized, and she said she wasn't sure she knew it was true yet, but that she would set a baptismal date and work towards it as a goal. So keep her in your prayers! She's so awesome, and we're so excited for her!!
Also. Ola. We had a lesson with her last week, and she told us that her friends were all being mean to her and making fun of her for meeting with us and that we're a sekta (basically a cult - and we get that A LOT around here), and that her boyfriend was starting to tell her to stop reading the KM. BUT she said she still wants to meet with us. And not just because she wants to pracitce her English (which was her original reason for meeting). I feel like she definitely has a desire to learn, and maybe she doens't really realize it yet. She's meeting with us, and I think she can kinda feel that it's because the church is true, but she hasn't put it together exactly. If that makes ANY sense. But she's so awesome, and we love teaching her. She asks a lot of questions, and she's just so real. It's awesome.
So the other night we went clear out in the boonies of Kraków for a lesson, and we got flaked. As per usual. Fun. So we decided to tract the building, right? So we knocked this one door, and the guy answers, and he's all groggy like he just woke up, and said he wasn't interested, but took an ulotka. So fast forward a couple floors of tracting, and we see this guy on the stairs. And he's kinda just awkwardly standing there like he's not sure what to do. And then he was like, "Any luck?", but he asked it almost after we were past him, like he decided at the last minute to talk to us. And we were like, "Yeah, it's great," and then we walked past him and reached the landing and he called after us, "Hey, do you guys have a minute? I've got some questions, if you have time." And we were like, "YES!" (I mean, we didn't yell at the boy - that would have been awkward. But we were thinking it.) So we taught this guy, Maciek, a lesson and answered his questions, and he was SO cool! He's Catholic, but he's interested in learning about other religions, and he said he'd read the KM for sure and he wanted to meet again, and when we extended the baptismal commitment, he was like, "Yeah, if it's true, for sure." Woot woot! So, we've decided he's getting baptized. Then he's marrying Ola (because that girl is in DESPERATE need of good friends and a good boyfriend, am I right?). Isn't it crazy how we make these plans - these super detailed plans - every single night, and they usually don't go through, but other amazing things happen because of said plans? God is just the greatest. His plan is about 80 thousand times better than ours, and in order to make his plan work out, we have to make our own plans. Plans that don't really work. Crazy, right? I think it's crazy.
I've been seeing posters for Superman. I sometimes wish I weren't in such a civilized country, where such things are advertised. It makes it hard to forget about them. Blasted adverstisments! But at the same time ... Well ... I a little bit love them. Dang it. Such a sinner. It's okay, we've all got stuff to work on, right? Right. So chin up, and we move on, and we progress. Woot.
So. That's where we're at, friends. Stay tuned for next week, because we're finding out WHERE SISTER YOUNG IS GOING TO BE SPENDING THE NEXT TWO MONTHS OF HER LIFE! How crazy is that? It's so crazy!
PS - Sorry for the overuse of that word. Crazy. But life is just crazy as a missionary! Sometimes there's no other word for it!
So. WE HAVE A BAPTISMAL DATE. No big deal or anything, just someone joining the Gospel and changing her life and being awesome! Her name is Dominika, and she's SO cool. We love her. She first started meeting with us with only an intellectual interest. She'd already read the Book of Mormon and LOVED IT (is that not AMAZING??!) and wanted a Doctrine and Covenants. Wha?! I know. Crazy. So we started meeting, and she had a little trouble with praying in the beginning, so we planned this lesson ALL about prayer, and we were going to lay down the law and be like, "Prayer. It's gotta happen. We're praying. Right now. Let's do this thing." But then she came to the lesson and we asked if she'd prayed, ready to lay down the law, and she was like, "Yeah. I prayed. It was great." Wha?! Again?! She's so cool! So last week we asked her to be baptized, and she said she wasn't sure she knew it was true yet, but that she would set a baptismal date and work towards it as a goal. So keep her in your prayers! She's so awesome, and we're so excited for her!!
Also. Ola. We had a lesson with her last week, and she told us that her friends were all being mean to her and making fun of her for meeting with us and that we're a sekta (basically a cult - and we get that A LOT around here), and that her boyfriend was starting to tell her to stop reading the KM. BUT she said she still wants to meet with us. And not just because she wants to pracitce her English (which was her original reason for meeting). I feel like she definitely has a desire to learn, and maybe she doens't really realize it yet. She's meeting with us, and I think she can kinda feel that it's because the church is true, but she hasn't put it together exactly. If that makes ANY sense. But she's so awesome, and we love teaching her. She asks a lot of questions, and she's just so real. It's awesome.
So the other night we went clear out in the boonies of Kraków for a lesson, and we got flaked. As per usual. Fun. So we decided to tract the building, right? So we knocked this one door, and the guy answers, and he's all groggy like he just woke up, and said he wasn't interested, but took an ulotka. So fast forward a couple floors of tracting, and we see this guy on the stairs. And he's kinda just awkwardly standing there like he's not sure what to do. And then he was like, "Any luck?", but he asked it almost after we were past him, like he decided at the last minute to talk to us. And we were like, "Yeah, it's great," and then we walked past him and reached the landing and he called after us, "Hey, do you guys have a minute? I've got some questions, if you have time." And we were like, "YES!" (I mean, we didn't yell at the boy - that would have been awkward. But we were thinking it.) So we taught this guy, Maciek, a lesson and answered his questions, and he was SO cool! He's Catholic, but he's interested in learning about other religions, and he said he'd read the KM for sure and he wanted to meet again, and when we extended the baptismal commitment, he was like, "Yeah, if it's true, for sure." Woot woot! So, we've decided he's getting baptized. Then he's marrying Ola (because that girl is in DESPERATE need of good friends and a good boyfriend, am I right?). Isn't it crazy how we make these plans - these super detailed plans - every single night, and they usually don't go through, but other amazing things happen because of said plans? God is just the greatest. His plan is about 80 thousand times better than ours, and in order to make his plan work out, we have to make our own plans. Plans that don't really work. Crazy, right? I think it's crazy.
I've been seeing posters for Superman. I sometimes wish I weren't in such a civilized country, where such things are advertised. It makes it hard to forget about them. Blasted adverstisments! But at the same time ... Well ... I a little bit love them. Dang it. Such a sinner. It's okay, we've all got stuff to work on, right? Right. So chin up, and we move on, and we progress. Woot.
So. That's where we're at, friends. Stay tuned for next week, because we're finding out WHERE SISTER YOUNG IS GOING TO BE SPENDING THE NEXT TWO MONTHS OF HER LIFE! How crazy is that? It's so crazy!
PS - Sorry for the overuse of that word. Crazy. But life is just crazy as a missionary! Sometimes there's no other word for it!
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