Hello, everyone! Good to sit down at the computer again and send out an email! I love hearing that people love hearing these, because I'm really feeling a lot every week, so just want you all to know how much your care is helping me through this experience as well.We started off the week with exchanges. After our district meeting, I went out with elder Jacobson, he is a missionary that's full of fire, always ready to teach someone. I got some great advice from him concerning the language, and just how to be a better missionary in general. We talked to a lot of people, and he gave me some confidence when, after I was like, how are you so good at this, said, "It'll come Frere (brother)." Man, I sure hope so. We took a train to an area called Villeneuve d'Asaq, Pronounced Vil..na..desk. French are crazy. We went there to teach a family and prepare a kid for his baptism, and taught about the, well I can't remember, but It was a good lesson. After, the family fed us, and it was awesome because we had Croque Monsieurs (Grilled cheese w/ham) and salad. Just a side note...French food is SO good! Even the cheap things at the supermarket missionaries buy. After we talked, or my companion talked with the family and I half understood, half nooded and agreed, which doesn't always work. For dessert, we ate grilled banana nutella sandwhiches, and chocolate cake. I sad, "this is good that we have cake because It's like we're celebrating my birthday" They wished me a happy birthday, and sent me back with some cake and a candle. After I was back with my companion elder Johnson, we got back to work with the Lille area.
|Home Cookin' with Elders Jones & Johnson|
|Elder picking up birthday breakfast for the crew|
|Jamison's birthday breakfast...all sugar and a baguette!|
through the race well. Hey, maybe, just maybe, I'll make it to the end of the race. But for now, I'm just running.I love my mission because although inwardly, this all feels very hard for me, I know that good will come out of it, If I'm working hard. I could always work harder, and one problem I have is learning how to know if I'm doing all that I can, and giving my best effort. I know I'm tired at the end of every day, but I don't yet recognize what my full effort is. I'm trying, and sometimes I feel confused and sometimes I understand, and that's a mission for me right now. I don't know exactly where I am or what I'm doing, but I know that this gospel has brought me closer to my family, and has grown me into a more patient, loving person. I know that deep down all of this feels good, and sometimes it can be hard to recognize that when you're on a metro, stressing out about how to start a gospel conversation with the old lady across from you. But I know it will work out soon. The Lord shows us miracles and the sun comes out after each storm.
|Museum of Natural History across the street from Jamison's apartment|
|Elders Johnson & Jones eating Kababs|
|Jamison catching up on emails on P-Day|
|Selfie in front of Jamison's apartment|