How I Learned to Love Adaptation

Things are just dandy in the middle of France. Other than the fact that I have a faucet for a nose and a subwoofer for a brain, the work is going well. We ended up having three investigators at church, one being a preacher from a protestant church and two of them being his friends. ALL INTERESTED IN OUR MESSAGE. Strange, but I ain't complaining. Sœur Hiltunen and I are getting all our work organized finally and it seems like things are going a lot smoother. Lots of cool miracles are happening and in the queue as well. God is spoiling us.

FACTS I LEARNED:

• Washing your hands after riding the Lyon Metro is more than necessary. It's unwritten law.

• Clermont has the most amazing young adults. They're teaching me how to be cool. My future husband is totally going to be French. I know that you're just SO excited to hear that, Dad :) Too bad I'm not kidding...

• Finnish Fact: every child in Scandinavia has one of two sweaters when they are young: a strawberry one if you're a girl and a blueberry one if you're a boy. Photo Cred: four year-old Sœur Hiltunen

Clermont was really easy to adapt to. I don't know why, but I feel like I've been living here all my life. Maybe this is God's way of helping His missionaries get more work done. Not only do I feel like I've been living here forever, I feel like I've been a MISSIONARY forever. I feel like this is all I've ever done and will do. I know that, logically, that's not the case. But, something got switched on in my brain during this transfer. I just want to WORK. 

I just want to briefly bear my testimony of what millions of people all over the world, in many different countries, in many different languages, confess to be truth. I know that God exists. I know we are here for a reason. I know that Christ has given us the enabling power to mold ourselves into incredible beings because of his selfless acts he fulfilled on this earth. I know he will come again. I know that prayer is real. I know that God listens. I know that we can all have this same knowledge and capacity in this life. I love you and I pray for you. 

Sœur Green

Creepy statues riddle this city.

Down the street from us. As a film history fan I give this wall my stamp of approval.