Some of my favourite people
The incredible thing, is the gratitude I feel, despite this loss. I am grateful of the incredible love that I feel. I am grateful for the divine support I know we are all receiving. I am grateful for the support my family has received. I am grateful for Stacey. For her beautiful example of Christlike love.
She was and is a light.
She makes heart tender, more receptive, and more loving. She showed us how to be obedient, and how to love the Lord by loving others.
She makes me want to be better. She makes me want to work harder. She makes me want to smile more, and show people that God is there, and He is real, and that He loves them. Because that is what she showed me. I love her, and I love my family.
This week was good! It was one of those weeks where day-to-day, sometimes it seemed to last forever, with lots of tombez-vous, but by the end of the week, we saw that really we were successful. That was Heavenly Father humbling me.
We went on exchanges this week with the sisters who are in Dijon, and I did it with Soeur Vidal, who used to be my STL. A bit weird, since I'm used to her leading the day. But she is an incredible missionary, and an incredible example. That day, we decided to do a language study at a members. I was worried the members would be bugged that we were calling so last minute, but the sweet famille Bize LOVED it. We went over and Soeur Vidal and I ate crêpés while Soeur Fahl taught them the Retab and was corrected on her French. By the end, there were 8 people crammed in the small kitchen, laughing, and eating crepes. So love-filled. So French. Soeur Bize told us the missionaries hadn't visited them in forever, and Frere Bize showed us a picture of his entire extended family, all active members, all married in the temple, and cried as he explained the effect the missionaries who met his parents had. By the end we were crying and then sprinting to catch our bus. It was an incredible night. And we saw the blessings of letting the members serve us.
Lots of amis ended up coming to church again yesterday, and one ami showed up right at the end, wanting to be taught. So we did, and during the lesson, he asked how he could be baptized. Alrighty, then.
Zamir and Zamira are still doing well..well, by that, I mean we see them at church. They are really busy right now with their legal stuff to try to stay in France, and a new boyfriend who came from Albania. I think their priorities have changed a bit, plus their parents don't think they have time to meet with us. The good thing is that I know that we taught them all they need to know, and now they have to choice, plan and simple in front of them.
OH! And the greatest part of the week, was on Saturday when the Manzonies came up to Lyon, and we got permission to go out to lunch with them! They took us to the Halles of Lyon, whoch is a really cool indoor market kind of thing, and we ate yummy food, but had even better company.
This week is Zone Conference, so I am currently finishing Preach My Gospel during my studies. Today the thing that really stuck out to me was service. I think that's what I want to get out of this life. Is serving others. Lifting up arms that hang down. Showing people that there are things to be happy about. So I then read 3 Nephi 17, which is one of my favorite chapters. The love that the Savior exemplifies is hard to describe. Read it.
“My brothers and sisters, we are surrounded by those in need of our attention, our encouragement, our support, our comfort, our kindness—be they family members, friends, acquaintances, or strangers. We are the Lord’s hands here upon the earth, with the mandate to serve and to lift His children. He is dependent upon each of us. …
“That service to which all of us have been called is the service of the Lord Jesus Christ.”
Service, what the Savior taught, and what Stacey does.
I love you all,
Soeur Luthi
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