My first official week of training is over! And we survived...ha, but only barely. So this week I decided to just try my hardest, to really give it my all even though I knew that it was going to be rough with how little french we collectively speak. But we went and we tried. I really felt like we weren't having very much success. People werent showing up to our appointments and it was lame. Yet I started to become really good friends with the phone and I started to invite members to lessons to help us explain things.
On Sunday morning I was just beat. And we were on time to the bus stop, but the bus came early and so we missed it....and Soeur Stapley took the keys to the car with her to her new area so we started walking. And we eventually just decided to wait for 30 min till the next bus came and I was just bummed. I felt like an awful trainer. It was only her second sunday and we were going to miss half of church and we had like 8 people who were supposed to come, only 5 came tho. Anyway, at the bus stop we started talking to this woman and she was not interested. She was like "I know everything about all religions and I have never heard of yours but I know that all you care about is the life after this one and you have no real answers"... blah blah blah. So we said, ASK US! And she asked us a question about baptism and why we needed to do it. Then she asked about personal covenants and about the Bible and prophets and we just taught her A TON. And we showed her the Book of Mormon and she was like WHERE CAN I BUY ONE OF THESE? Ha...we told her it was hers and it was free. She was like I am going to read it and Im going to call you. I have been searching and searching for a church and Im going to give this promise a shot. It was the best contact that I have EVER had. It lifted my spirits.
But then we got to church... and we had 5 investigators there and I couldn't integrate them all by myself and the members weren't helping and my bleu can't really understand french yet so...ya. Then I was told that I had to plan a day trip for 3 mongolians who barley speak french to a city an hour away to have an Family Home Eveining with a member and we were told we had to learn like 25 songs on the violin before June 21st.
I was just overwhelmed. I had no idea how to do all of this and keep the mission rules. Because we have fairly strict rules about how much time we can spend doing what.
Anyways, I just got home and broke down and cried and cried and prayed and cried. Ha, I literally felt that I could NOT do it. I just dont have the skills to do all of it AND train a missionary. But Soeur Hilton took the ball that I dropped and carried me. She made me lunch while I spent an hour on the phone organizing everything. I was so grateful. She even planned the lessons for me and we just kept going.
And then we saw lots of miracles and I only have time to tell one.
We found a muslim woman by knocking and we have to get permission from president to teach muslims cause it can ber dangerous for them if their husbands find out. So he said that we can teach her if we meet the husband and get his permission... How in the world was I supposed to do that??? I can barely teach her the lessons.. haha but we were walking down the street and guess who was in front of us... Fatima and her husband and I super easily asked him if we could teach her. He said NO PROBLEM. I was so happy
God carried me yesterday and it purfied me and renewed me. Mosiah 4 2-6. I now have a great desire to continue to be exactly obedient because I realize how great god is.
I love you all
Thanks for all your emails!
LOVE SOEUR KOHLERT
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