Well, guys. I've got some good news, and some bad news. (The good news is for me, and the bad news is for you. ... Sorry about that ...) The good news is this - I'm feeling PRETTY confident in the fact that I'm God's favorite child this week. Which means that bad news is that you aren't ... Sorry, fellas! I don't make the news, I JUST report it.
This was maybe one of my favorite weeks of my whole entire mission. It was INCREDIBLE.
Okay. Well. It actually started out a LITTLE bit grumpy ... I wanted my transfer call on Saturday (to znaczy, two Saturdays ago, not the Saturday we just barely had). As I was promised I would receive it. But then on Friday (to znaczy two Fridays ago, not the Friday we just barely had) Elder District Leader Elder Jaeger called and was like, "Yeah. Um. That's not happening until next Wednesday." And I was like, "What?!" And I demanded to know why, and he just laughed at me and said he didn't know. The man thoroughly enjoys laughing at me. Bless him. Moral of the story: I spent the first three days of the week wanting to know what would be going down the last three days of the week, because everything was mass hysteria. But good news, it all turned out fine.
Fast forwarding to Wednesday.
We were sitting in English, Toby and I and Ines (she was our lone student), and then the phone rang, Sister Tobler said, "Hello, President!" and walked out of the room, and I freaked out. It was weird, but Ines knows us well, so it was fine. Then Toby walked back in and gave me the phone, and I talked to Prez, and whaddaya know, he said I'm staying in Gdańsk! And whadlsedaya know, I'm serving with Sister Montesinos again! I know. It's crazy! Monty is sitting right next to me, as I type, in this punk little internet cafe! It's a good time.
(In other news, Sister Toby went back to Warsaw, but to Warsaw II this time, as the Overlord. She's going to be AMAZING! But I miss her already. Baby Weggs ... Ooooh. I mean, Elder Weggersen. Rest assured I never call the man Baby Weggs (... at least to his face. ... Usually.) Elder Weggs also went to Warsaw, but to Warsaw I as DL. Elder Jaeger is staying up here with me, and he's got a trainee! (I've been informed I'm not allowed to call his trainee his baby. He said it's demoralizing. ... He's ridiculous.) The trainee seems cool. I don't really know him. And I don't remember his name ... In my defense, I've only talked to him twice, and we were never formally introduced, so I'm under NO obligation to remember. And that is the transfer news from Gdańsk!)
So yeah. That happened.
And then on Thursday, we got a phone call from Elder Jaeger, and he said, "Good news! We're going to Wawa TOMORROW!" And then we were like, "Uh, what? Woo hoo!" So then we had to do LOTS of packing (and by we, I mean Toby) and get ready to head out, so that was a good time.
It was actually SUPER weird to be in Warszawa. I discovered that I missed that crazy place. I missed the metro, and the branch, and the Carrefour Express about five seconds from our house - I missed it. That was a pleasant discovery. I am a fan of Warsaw.
And then. My life got significantly more exciting and crazy and beautiful.
Saturday morning we got up and got ready, and then. We went. To a baptism. Yes. A baptism. Of one VANESSKA [insert forgotten last name here]! A Reminder: Vanessa is one of my favorite children in Poland. Sister Mik and I taught her when we were in Warsaw to prep her for baptism. And said baptism happened! That beautiful, BEAUTIFUL girl got baptized! And I GOT TO GO! Holy flip. That is the best Tender Mercy of my entire mission RIGHT there. I love that little girl so much, and I wanted to go to her baptism SO BAD. Everything worked out absolutely perfect for me to be there. It was amazing. Holy flip! It was so cute - when we were on our way out there in the morning, Vanesska called me using Sister Mik's phone, and she was like, "Hey, are you coming?" And I was like, "Yep! On my way!" And then when I was there she hung out and talked with me for a little bit and gave me a gazillion hugs, and it made my whole flipping life. I LOVE HER. Her baptism was absolutely beautiful. She is the sweetest thing on the planet.
And THEN. A thousand (okay ... Um. 70 or 80 or something ...) missionaries showed up to the chapel in preparation for the arrival of the Silver Fox (more commonly - but only barely - known as President Uchtdorf. As in Dieter F. Yeah. That went down). So that was lovely. Oh my snap, it was SO LOVELY. It was so fun to see EVERYONE! And talk to people I hadn't seen in a gazillion years! It was also a bit of a sensory overload, because there were SO MANY PEOPLE. By the end, I kind of wanted to hide in a small dark coat closet or something and treasure the dark and the quiet. Which is weird. ... I'm scared about America now ... But for the most part, it rocked! I got to see my cute little MTC district, and we took a cute little picture together! That was fun.
And THEN. UCHTDORF. It happened! He came! He spoke to us! I sat in the same room as that man - I BREATHED HIS AIR! And when he first came in, he and his beautiful wife shook everyone's hands! THE EXACT HAND WITH WHICH I AM CURRENTLY TYPING HAS BEEN SHAKEN BY PRESIDENT UCHTDORF. I feel like a celebrity. President Uchtdorf is so incredible. The spirit that he has - it's incredible. He's such a genuine and wonderful person, and he says the most beautiful things. He is so obviously called of God - you can't be near him and not see that. He didn't say anything new - but everything he said, HE SAID, so it was automatically beautiful and inspiring. For me, the message that I took away, is to do your best every day, and to live in the day and the moment that you're in. Which I'm not especially good at. BUT I'm trying, and I'm going to do better! So life goes on. And it's grand.
And THEN. The next day. We got UCHTDORF PART II. With all the members! That man - bless him! He's the best. Everything he said was EXACTLY what this Gdańsk branch needs to hear. He talked a lot about love and forgiveness and patience - it was beautiful. I wanted to hug him. It was seriously incredible, to be in that room, with so many members from Poland, with so many missionaries, and to listen to a prophet of God. That was probably one of the highlights of my LIFE (all joking aside. It was that incredible). And guess what? As soon as it ended, I felt a tap on my shoulder, so I turned around, and who should be standing there but ANIA MUCHA, my favorite person in Kraków and maybe Poland and maybe the world! She was like, "Sister Young!" And I was like, "AH!" And then we hugged and it was beautiful, and she was like, "I saw Sister King and Sister Hemming, but I didn't see you and I was scared you weren't here!" It was beautiful. I almost cried. I love that woman! She told me about Kraków, and how it's doing AWESOME - that city is seriously exploding, and it was probably the best few minutes of my life. I also talked to Vanesska some more, and I told her I missed her, and she said she missed me too. It was cute. I LOVE HER.
And THEN. We waited for a really long time for a really long train ride, and after a gazillion hours ended up in Gdańsk, Sister Monty and I.
Yeah. It was clearly a beautiful week. But. Lemme tell you why it was REALLY special.
Reason 1: Vanessa.
I love her. So much. (As you've read.) I can't believe that I got to go to her baptism. The timing on everything was perfect. The fact that she happened to get baptized the weekend of Uchtdorf conference - that her BIRTHDAY was the day she got baptized, that I was in Warszawa at the time, that we got to go down on Friday instead of waiting until Saturday like most of the other missionaries had to - that was crazy. I lucked out hardcore. Which translates to, God Loves Me Hardcore. And the fact that she didn't forget me - yeah, that rocked. I love that child!
Reason 2: Ania.
Oh my flip. I love her. It was SO GREAT to see her! And to know that she's doing SO good in the Gospel! She teaches Institute, for heaven's sake. The woman is teaching Institute! I LOVE HER! Also. I was talking to Elder Allen (for the first and last time since being in the country), and he told me that when he first got to Kraków, he asked her if she knew Sister Young, and she said I was a "super misjonarka". She's so cute! And Sister Swenson told me that Ania always talked about me and how much she loved me, and always checked up on where I'd be at transfers. Is that not beautiful? I thought maybe she forgot about me. But she didn't! And she's doing SO WELL! Glory. God loves me so much. I don't deserve to be so blessed!
Reason 3: Uchtdorf.
I can't even EXPOUND on that one.
Anyways.
Love you all! Happy day!
Siostra Young