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| Our District Elders Jourdan and Wolfley and Sis Montesinos and I |
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| This super blurry one is of my companion and I, and the senior sister
missionary, Sister Shaw in the lift on the way up to the chapel in
Gdansk |
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| Me on the Długa (the main tourist street in Gdansk) |
I'm a tad sick today, so please excuse me for this week's email if it's really boring!
On
Monday we had a Family Home Evening at the chapel, and a couple of
different members (and a nonmember) came which was really nice. We got
to talk together and played a card game called 'golf' (it's super fun,
you should look it up if you have time!). The senior missionary couple
(Elder and Sister Shaw) run the FHE every week, so normally everything's
in English, but one older member came last week who can't speak
English, so it was actually pretty cool for me to try and translate for
her. My Polish is still quite terrible, but it really helped us bond
together with me trying to speak in Polish with her, explaining the
rules of the game and what not. This lady also won the game, which made
her super happy and she kept hugging me heheh so that made me feel
special. It reminds me of the good ol' days ;) back in Germany, when I
just somehow made friends with people, even only being able to speak my
broken German. This language is still frustrating, and every day I'm
learning more, but I know it will take some time until my understanding
skills (in particular) will start to pick up.
This
week we went tracting a few times (our mission president has been
pushing for us to do more) so that's been very interesting! We haven't
been let in anyone's home yet, although we have hope! One day (I think
it was last Tuesday) we were ringing the domophone of an apartment
building (it's not so common for people to live in houses on one block
of land per family like is common back in Oz- so our tracting normally
consists of speaking to people over the domophone of big apartment
blocks, and hoping they'll buzz us in) when the light from within the
main staircase came on. We had just finished talking with a super
sarcastic man and it was time for us to head back home so we moved a
couple of steps away from the main entrance while my companion wrote
some things in her planner. Then as we're about to go, this elderly lady
comes out of the block and tells my companion to go walk down a certain
direction. At first my companion thought she was showing us the way to
go back to the main road, so she heads down that way, but I'm like "Hey
Sister, it's this way" (the opposite direction). Then the lady looked
really angry and was just staring at us and then said something (I
didn't really understand) and my companion is like "just go this way"
but I was really confused because it was a really round-about way of
getting back to the main road. So then my companion was like "Come on,
she's angry with us" so I went down the other way (still wasn't sure
what was going on) and I look at my companion all confused, and she says
quietly "The lady's angry with us and wants us to leave and now she's
following us". We went down some stairs (this is out in public mind you,
not on anyone's private property or anything) and the lady mumbles
something else and stares at us as we walk away. I look back, and she's
still sort of following us with her arms crossed.
So that was an odd
little encounter. I asked my companion what was going on (I couldn't
understand anything the lady had said), and she had apparently said
something about how we're terrible people for bothering people at this
time of night (it was
7-8pm...)
and that we need to go away. It made me really sad to think about why
this lady felt it necessary to be so mean and rude to us. We weren't
being noisy, we weren't rude or abrupt or unfriendly on the domophone
(we only ring the bell for an apartment once, and simply state something
like "we're missionaries etc, do you have some time for us to teach
more..."), we speak kindly and with manners, we're dressed
conservatively, and aren't nagging or pushy in our words. I can't see
anything that would be threatening about us- and yet some people
unfortunately see the need to be so unkind to us. This bothered me for a
little while and I was still thinking about it as we went to bed.
The next morning for personal study, I was thinking about
why
there's so much opposition and ill-feelings towards missionaries. I
started reading from the Book of Mormon about Alma and Amulek (around
Alma 14). These missionaries had
so much opposition, simply from sharing the gospel.They had not done
anything
wrong, in fact they were doing the best thing for these people who
needed the blessings of the Gospel in their lives. Many people even
accepted their teachings, and repented, or turned their lives around for
the better. Yet for some reason (and we know that reason is Satan),
Alma, Amulek and all the believers, were mocked, persecuted harshly and
all but Alma and Amulek were killed for their beliefs in a most horrific
way. I then thought about our very Saviour, the one perfect man to ever
live on this mortal earth- even Jesus Christ. His life was
never easy.
He was persecuted by so many, even when He was performing miracles in
plain view. There were still people that used their agency, to mock Him,
and try to put Him down- try to make Him feel bad for doing so much
good. I love the scripture in Luke 23: "Then said Jesus, Father, forgive
them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and
cast lots." I can't ever imagine the pain and trials that my Redeemer
went through on earth, and yet He had so much love, and truly was so
perfect, that He was able to forgive His very persecutors in the act of
their wrongdoing.
I know that missionary work is not often
easy, and why should it be, when Christ truly is at the head of this
Church. I have such a strong testimony that "it must needs be, that
there is an opposition in all things", but that doesn't mean that we
can't have so much joy from this work- even amongst the opposition. I'm
so grateful for the 3 hours of study we get to have as missionaries
every day. It's really been bringing me closer to my Heavenly Father and
my brother and Saviour Jesus Christ. I know that they love me, even
when others may look down on me for being a missionary. I try hard every
day to go about with a smile, because I know this work is important,
and I know that I have a clear conscience before God. I'm so grateful
for the opportunity I have to be serving in Poland among such beautiful,
hard-working people. I'm so grateful for the trials in my life, that
are only making me stronger, and I pray that God will continue to make
my weaknesses become my strengths. I pray that you are all happy and
well, and remember that even when others around you may put you down,
you are nothing less than a daughter or son of God, and He knows your
divine worth and potential for greatness.
Love you so much,
Siostra Grgich