First things first.... Happy Thanksgiving! I know it's cheeseball....but I really am so grateful for all of you lovely people who pretend to read my weekly ramblings! It's so odd to think all of you are gathering around a table eating turkey and mashed potatoes and yams (Dad's favorite). I thought it was going to be really hard not being there this year....but I am SO grateful for the opportunity to serve the people here in Romania right here, right now. As I was pondering what I could write all of you on this Thanksgiving Day.... I was thinking about the word harvest, or recolta. (Prepare yourself for a rockin' comparison to missionary work...) To harvest, you have to work ridiculously hard for a very long time with little to no reward.....and then.....BOOM! You get this awesome, lovely, incredible, tasteful harvest at the end named Mari. :) Sora Black contacted Mari on the metro and we set up with her soon after. In the very first lesson she opened up and told us that she felt like she needed a change in her life and be a better person. As she told us her story, I was reminded SO MUCH of myself. She was saying and doing the exact same things I was doing and saying when I needed to change my life around about two years ago. I was able to connect with her on a level that I had not yet felt on my mission. I was able to bear strong testimony that this is the path that God wanted her to take and promised her that her life will be better as she follows this path. The lesson was very emotional and spiritually charged. At the end of our lesson, she told us that she felt like meeting us was a sign from God and that it felt right. We had another lesson with her later on in the week where she accepted a soft baptismal commitment AND she came to church. We met with her again on Wednesday and had one of the most spiritual lessons I've ever been a part of. I was able to tell her that we would help her with the changes she wants to make and that it would not be easy....but that she can do it through Christ. I feel so strongly that both Sora Black and I connected with her in ways that a different missionary couldn't have....and it feels so good to know that after months and months and months of working my missionary butt off and having nothing to show for it..... "...when the fruit is brought forth, immediately he putteth in the sickle, because the harvest is come." (Mark 4:29) The harvest has come, my friends. It's beginning to happen here, it's happening in Russia and it's been happening all over the world. Are you putting in your sickle to harvest?
PROFITE DE ZILE.
Sora Schwab
| Sora Pauni and I. Sora Pauni is my "mission sister" because we were both trained by Sora Tanner. She went home this past week for medical reasons. |
| Just some graffiti we found in Buc this week. Get it? I'm the urban party.... |
These two photos are from my half mission mark! Can you believe it's already half way?!?!?!?!!!!!! I know you all miss me so much and it's dragging on for you....but there's only 9 months left! ;)
| Anyway so this is of my "mid-mission crisis." Suprise! After 22 years of not dying my hair, I dyed the tips of my hair blonde! Photos to come next week.... |
| The second photograph is just of me celebrating in my new tribal print leggings and the Nirvana ice cream my companion bought me. Whoo! |




































