Speaking of hymns....FUNNY STORY FOR YA. So we, as a zone of Finns, Hungarians, Albanians and Estonians all sing hymns in our languages on Sundays. As you can imagine, it sounds pretty crazy but it actually is surprisingly very spiritual. So, anyway, this past Sunday we were singing our opening hymn and about half way through the song Smith Nővér leans over to me and says "Sisar Cardon, Ive totally been singing the wrong hymn this whole time..." haahahah she had been on the complete wrong page but its not like anyone noticed!! I had to hold in my laugh for the sacrament. Gotta love these crazy languages.
Also another funny story. So the new Hungarian sisters came in yesterday (yay I have sisters in the zone again!) but because its their second day they are on a different schedule so they don't have P-day today. So I went to the temple with all the elders. When I went to go change I was walking by myself and this old lady temple worker came up to me with such a concerned look on her face and said "sister...where is your companion? you still need to be together at the temple you know" and i tried to explain that I am a "solo" and didnt have sisters in my zone today so I get escorted by elders for the time being and she was so confused. I think she thinks I am some crazy rebelious missionary but oh well. Then later after I had changed and was waiting out for the Vanhinmat she came up to me, hugged me, and then wispered in my ear, "dont forget to be obedient sister" and walked away. God Bless us all. Such a special time. hahaha
Well, Love you all so much and hope all is well. Also on a not so spiritual note and kinda dorky and kindy inappropriate note...Vanhin Bekmezian intorduced a scripture to our zone and said it is perfect for the MTC food. Jerimiah 4: 19-20. We had a good laugh at that. Some of you RMs might understand...
Rakkaudella,
Sisar Cardon
The day the Hungarians left... as a zone. #AndThenThereWasOne |
Giullian Nővér and I just keeping it real. |
I had to move buildings so I wouldn't be alone but this was my old door...special memories. |
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