Ladies and gentleman, brothers and sisters, men and women and random internet stalkers, I want all of you to know that FALL HAS OFFICIALLY COME TO BRASOV!
Fall has always been one of my absolute favorite seasons and I am so incredibly blessed to be able to spend it here in Brasov! I absolutely love it here - the people are friendly, the city center holds so much history, and the hot chocolate at little alley cafes is to die for! Oh, and not to mention that I hold in my hands one of the greatest books ever written which I get to read and share with others every single day. Being a missionary is literally the greatest calling on the planet. I've never worked harder nor been more exhausted, but at the same time I have never, ever, felt more fulfilled or more grateful.
....here's another picture to prove just how much i'm crushing on Fall here....
The trees look like they are blushing gold. I love it.
In other fun news, we had Zone Conference this past week! President Ivory and I had an interview and we talked about what I want to do after the mission...
That is probably one of the weirdest thoughts of the week. Seriously. I can't even imagine going home right now! I'm just starting to get a hang of the language!! But, then again, the mission ending simply means that life will be beginning. In zone conference this past week, President Ivory's mom said something that made an impression on me. She said "remember that everything in your life will now be measured by the scale of before the mission versus after". And it is SO true. It is one of the best comparisons because you realize that everything has simply gotten better. Everything.
On what we ate this week...
So, a couple of stories from this past week. Here's the funny one: We went to visit one of the families in our branch and she was boiling something for dinner. I asked if she needed any help and she offered to let me try what she was making. Now, in Romanian we have two very similar words that mean two very different things: Porumb and Porumbel. Porumb means corn and porumbel means pigeon. Yeah. Now, this lovely woman offered us porumbel and I, thinking it was corn, was like "sure! That'll be great!" She then proceeded to place a little cold boiled bird body on my plate and encouraged me to eat all of it. I can honestly say that it was definitely one of the more interesting things I've ever eaten here....I got quite a laugh out of it later because my poor companion was also subjected to my language mistake. She's a trooper though! :)
Now, for a more spiritual story: We have a family in the branch right now who is comprised of the following family members: one less active, one excommunicated, and two very active youths. Three of them were in church yesterday and it was amazing having them there. They invited us over for dinner last night and I can honestly say that their home has one of the absolute strongest spirits that I have ever felt. This family is so humble and so willing to do whatever the Lord asks of them. When Sora Simmons and I asked if we could share a message with them, they willingly listened with open hearts as we talked about Mosiah 4 and the Atonement of Jesus Christ. I wish all of you could feel the spirit that was in their home. My favorite verse that we shared was Mosiah 4:19 -
For behold, are we not all beggars? Do we not all depend upon the same Being, even God, for all the substance which we have, for both food and raiment, and for gold, and for silver, and for all the riches which we have of every kind?
This is such a beautiful image. Are we not all beggars? Are we not all dependent upon God? Are we not all searching and looking and at times so lost? We all are. But the purpose of our lives is not to be lost, but to find joy.
Don't forget that this week - I love you all!