|Gold lips, delicious food!|
I really, really enjoyed my last week with Sister Tarnasky and Sister Valverde. I love so much about each of them. Sister Tarnasky and I harmonize in companionship study (and every other moment of the day when we sing). We sing Disney, Princess and the Pauper, church music, classical music, what have you. Sister Valverde understands my passion for classical music and we talk about our travels and where we want to go/live some day. We also discuss the Spanish program and how hilarious Hispanics can be. The fact that they both served in Bermuda for six months of their missions is interesting. I feel like I've lived in Bermuda through their experiences. I may never serve in Bermuda, but maybe one day I'll get to visit!
As this transfer comes to a close, I think about all the amazing people I've come to know. Serving in Little Neck was fun because I got to meet a lot of the English members in this area. The diversity in English-speakers always astounds me. I talked to military families, many families who are doing residencies, a darling young woman who lives up at the Merchant Marine Academy, Hispanic families, Filipino families, etc.
One of my favorite adventures of this week was visiting our member at the U.S. Merchant Marines Academy. As we drove in to the academy I saw the buildings and was immediately in awe. Marble buildings, a hall with flags that could have been straight out of Harry Potter, chapels and overlooks and huge open spaces for drills. Academic buildings, lovely dorms, statues and plaques. And yet, it was absolutely nothing compared to face when I saw the view over the ocean. Looking from Great Neck into Manhattan is a sight to behold - especially in the evening when the city is lit up. We viewed bridges that shone like stars, I saw skyscrapers illuminated against a stark black background. The water rippled and the boats in the harbor bobbed. It felt like a scene out of a movie. Seeing students walk around in uniform was especially beautiful. Their dedication to their country and to their education is amazing. They go over sea, they learn, they work, and they serve wholeheartedly. We were talking with our member a bit and she excitedly said she wanted to show us the chapel. It was a very reverent moment as we walked into the tall, majestic, pure white chapel. We stood silently as we took in the lit chapel in the dark and soundless night. I slowly turned so that I could see all of it. In hushed tones it was explained that every member of the academy who had died overseas was written in a book on the pulpit, and the pages were turned each day so that every person might have the chance to be seen. I thought that was lovely. I walked away from our visit to the Academy with so much respect for our military and what they do. God bless them. It reminded me of a quote by Elder Ballard, "Small events and choices determine the direction of our lives just as small helms determine the direction of great ships."
A couple of days ago we did an exchange with a trio of Korean sisters. So, as one might suppose, there were six of us. It was interesting making the trip work, but somehow we figured it out. We split the trios into our two areas as we worked. Sister Yu is amazing. We did a lot of knocking, and we actually taught a lesson in my pool (so in Spanish). Sister Yu had absolutely no idea what was going on, but she said that she felt the spirit, which I think is awesome. Even though we don't all speak the same language, we can all understand the language of the spirit.
|The French Workshop in Flushing.|
Another awesome part about this week was reflecting on Edgar's baptism and seeing him be confirmed a member. The reception of the gift of the holy ghost is so important, and seeing Edgar take that huge step was simply amazing. Having the spirit with us constantly reminds us what we have the obligation to do and will 100% always warn us if we are entering into a dangerous situation.
|Me and my dear companions! Love them both!|
This week other interesting things happened as well. A Jew who worked as a librarian accepted a Book of Mormon, and we met another Jew who was going to a protest in New York. I'll pretend I know nothing of politics and say I'm not quite sure what about. Perhaps something pertaining to women's rights or some sort. In addition, I drove to Flushing a good bit, I saw seven investigators in different pools go to church, I got a bit sick (common cold), and forgot to write in my journal quite a bit.
|Aren't we so cute?!|
I signed the stop sign in the living room of our apartment as per
tradition. Look for me above the P!
|I can make soap creations, too! Look at my temple! Isn't it darling?|
"I don't feel like doing pushups, I'll be a mountain instead." -Me
"You are definitely the only two people I have ever sang classical music with in the car." -Sister Tarnasky
"I love being in a trio!" -Me
"You can judge the other person... together." -Sister Valverde (on Sister Tarnasky making a plain tomato with salt).
"Even Sister Voss looks small next to Elder Parrish!" - Sister Valverde
"I have a soul, but I also steal souls." -Sister Tarnasky (on being a redhead)
"Wait, you have multiple souls? So, you're basically a horcrux." -Me
May your weeks be full of snow and sunshine!