Let me tell you about my week:
Sunday,
we went and visited Sora Natica. She is a member of the branch that is
dying. Yes. That sounds very morbid but literally she is very very sick
and she is dying. This is the closest I have been to death in my life
and I do not like it. She fell and hit her head a couple weeks ago and
since then she just has not been able to get better. She isn't very
coherent but her son who takes care of her and also has autism told us
he was expecting us today at church. So we went over and just began to
read the Book of Mormon starting at first nephi chapter 1. As I was
finishing the last verse of Nephi, Sora Natica sits up in bed and I can
see her out of the corner of my eye and I am thinking "Wow we just
worked a miracle with the Book of Mormon". She sits up and "blahhhhhhh"
projectile vomits LL OVER US! She then continued to throw up for about 5
minutes. It was the most heart breaking thing. We had no way to help
and then her son was like should we keep reading? We were so
traumatized. I am still traumatized from it and we have to go back there
on Tuesday and CLEAN. I don't know if we can do it. Okay so that was
Sunday.
Tuesday we got a call from a very angry Romanian lady
official that told us she was going to charge us 100 lei for each of the
100 English posters we had put up. So that morning we ran around Constanta with exacto knives ripping down posters. It was intense. It
was like we were in SWAT. We all called each other and said We are
heading north you go south you hit the park. haha I could totally join
the CIA after this. We also had 60 people at English WOOT WOOT!
Wednesday
we had a lesson with a member. We invited her to do service for another
sister in the branch and she said "Why we would I do that? They can do
it themselves." So yeah that lesson was not effective. I also had like
100 and something degree fever that night.
Thursday was just
hard. We English block stuffed in the morning, meaning we walked from
block to block putting English cards in mailboxes. Then we went and
visited a member that lives kind of far from Constanta. It was actually a
really cool visit, she told us about how when she was in Italy, she had
been in the Hospital and the whole relief society had gone to see her
in the Hospital. She got teary eyed when she told us the story. It was
just a testimony to me of how important the organization of the Church
is.
Then Friday my fever was still going strong, we had
district meeting. It was super super cool. We all brought our favorite
spiritual songs. I showed a version of "Abide with Me" that is the
coolest dog. I love how it is basically us just begging Christ to stay
with us. Okay also we got TRAPPED ON A BUS. So Sora Sayre and I hopped
on a bus to go get some work done, we forgot to stamp our tickets right
when we got on the bus. So then I looked at Sora Sayre and I said "oh
shoot we need to stamp our tickets." We had literally been on the bus
for about 2 minutes. So we walked over and STAMPED our tickets, I repeat
we STAMPED our tickets. Then a couple minutes later this lady walks
over to us and pulls out this controller badge. Her job is to go around
the bus making sure everyone pays for their tickets. So we show her our
STAMPED tickets meaning that we paid, and she rips them out of her hands
and demands 100 lei from each us. We were both pretty shocked because
we had PAID. So then she explains to us that we had waited too long to
stamp our tickets and that if we want to get off the bus we have to give
her 100 lei each. By this point in my week I. was. so. done. This whole
exchange is in Romanian by the way. I just looked at this lady, who at
this point had us corralled into the back of the bus and was physically
holding us back there. I just said we don't have any money, then she
said okay 50 each and I said we still do not have any money so then she
says fine we are going to the police. I said fine let's got to the
police. She then tried to get us to give her our passports and that was
not happening, so we just kind of stood back there and laughed because
that was all we could do at that point.After about 20 minutes of riding
the bus and yelling at each other in Romanian and a couple of escape
attempts, this other Romanian lady got on the bus looks at us and
distracts the controller she then mouths "fugiti" which means run! I
grabbed Sora Sayre and we just booked it off the bus! It was insane. We
got off ran around to the backside of a bloc and half laughed half cried
for a couple minutes. It was one of those it is hard to be a missionary
moments. If I did not have the name of Jesus Christ on my chest I would
have ran that lady over SO FAST, but as a missionary that is not an
option.
Saturday we had 'gris' night! Gris is this Nigerian food that is super spicy and super yummy. We planned this
activity for all the Nigerians to come to the church and see who we are.
We were planning on about 45 people and 6 came. That was kind of the
perfect end to this week.
Sunday I gave a talk, I did not
talk for 30 minutes this time I kept it short. I told the story about me
and Austin breaking Roman's motorcycle helmet and tied into obedience.
This
church is still true, this week was nuts, but I have grown closer to my
savior this week and I am so grateful for that. I am grateful for these
insane experiences and I know that through the power of prayer ALL
things are possible!
I love you all so much, have a great week!
Sora Armstrong
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