Dear Family and Friends,
Wow! So much to say!!
But first of all, I hope you all are doing well! It is so wonderful to hear from you all each week. :) I am so grateful for the love, support, and prayers I receive from you!!
Well, this week has definitely been an incredible one.
Sister Larsen and I were able to travel to Warsaw this last week for MLC (Missionary Leadership Conference) in preparation for this week's zone training, and it was absolutely amazing. Each time I am able to sit in a room with the leader's of our mission and talk about the Saviour, His gospel, and how we can better serve the sweet people of Poland - it just fills my heart! We talked about so many wonderful things, which I'm sure I'll tell you all about next week after our training, but one thing I wanted to share from that is this:
While in Warsaw, all the missionaries that were there for this conference were able to go to a nearby park and play a life-size game of Monopoly. But, this wasn't your average monopoly game of everyone trying to buy the Boardwalk but always getting stuck in jail... It was a monopoly game of Poland's history during the Soviet rule. On each square was written little facts about the suffering the people of Poland experienced during Communism - but it was written in a way that it was related to the game. For example, "You are caught speaking Polish in public and are immediately arrested and seized of possessions. You are not allowed to say goodbye to family, or finish your tasks. Go directly to jail." Many of the spaces were so much worse than that, but it breaks my heart to even type them... But you all get the idea. I wish I could somehow sum it up to you all, in a way that would describe the hurt my heart felt as we played... but I really can't.
Inside the front cover of my Book of Mormon is a little post it note, on which I wrote a small quote from a sweet old man I met on the street months ago. I have read it often, but after this week I have not been able to read it without tears in my eyes. He said simply, "When it appeared to all others that we had nothing left, in the hearts of us all we still had God. And that was something they could never take from us."
This little country that has stolen my heart has been through so much, and lost so much - but they continue on with astounding faith. It never fails to amaze me... I don't know why such wonderful people had to suffer in such a way... But if there is anything I have truly come to know, it is this - that the Polish people are SO loved by Heavenly Father. I can feel that each time I am with them. The Lord is so mindful of all those who suffer, or are caught in the storms of life, and it is His promise to us that even when it so seems, we will never be alone.
I love you all, and hope you have an amazing week!! You are in my thoughts and prayers!!
Getting in the car with Elder Ashworth behind the wheel... Scariest moment of my life!
Saw my beautiful, lovely, amazing Sister Van Woerkom at MLC this week!! I love this girl.
Dinner with our sweet friends! The love I have for this family is indescribable!
Puzzle Hunt at Family Home Evening!
Executives or not?
The little squares that changed it all for me.