Ceau ceau ceau... (add about 7 more "ceau's" and that's about how everyone greets everyone here. I LOVE IT.)
As I write this email, my heart is a little full. It's only 11am and I've already had such amazing experiences. These last few weeks, I have been trying to gain a testimony of wearing proselyting clothes on preparation day unless the activity won't allow it (like the white handbook says). I've been a little reluctant in doing so. I love wearing my cute jeans with my cute shirts and my cute shoes... it's like a day to be "me" again. Or at least that is how I thought of it. And I thought, "okay, I'll pray to receive a testimony of it and once I have a testimony of doing it, I'll wear my proselyting clothes on p-day." And then I realized how skewed this thought process was. I called some missionaries that I really respect, (mainly our zone leaders from last transfer because of their example of wearing proselyting clothes on pday) and I asked them what their testimony was from wearing their missionary clothes on pday. I loved what Elder Harrison said when he told me that he has found that as he wears his p-day clothes, he has found so many opportunities to share the gospel on p-day. Elder Myers said that he used to think of it as a time to be "him" again (much how I felt) -almost like a "day off" but he realized at the beginning of his mission he has the rest of his life to have 'days off' from being a missionary, but for these two years, he gets to be a missionary. Which as he explained it to me that way, I realized how sad it is that I wanted a 'day off' from being a missionary of the Lord. Last week, the zone leaders bore strong testimony of wearing proselyting clothes on p-days and I made the decision that whether I like it or not, my next p-day, I'm wearing proselyting clothes. (By proselyting clothes I mean the normal everyday missionary get-up.) The other night, I had a dream that we had a big, zone p-day and I had planned to wear my proselyting clothes until I found out that no one else was and, not wanting to be the only one wearing missionary clothes, I wore jeans and a shirt (a really cute shirt, by the way) and I felt AWFUL. I woke up from that dream feeling so disappointed in myself. I vowed that my next p-day, no matter what every other missionary in the world was wearing, I would wear my missionary clothes. So this morning, I woke up and I was actually excited to follow through with that commitment I had made with myself. I put on my cute dress (that's actually a really ugly "baba-dress" that I have to add a few accessories to to make super cute) and I felt so good inside. On the way to internet, I was reading my book of mormon on the tramvai (which, by the way, I had an incredible experience while reading 3Nephi 17 today on the tramvai, but we'll talk about one amazing experience at a time). I saw an older man standing next to me and I offered him my seat. He told me no matter how old he is, the lady always sits. He asked me if I was a little tired, and being a little tired, I told him yes, I was. And then he told me, "There's something else different about you. You seem brighter than everyone else on this tram." and that it was probably because I was reading the bible. I told him I loved reading from the bible, but that the book I was reading was the book of mormon and asked if he had ever heard of it. He asked lots of questions and saw my English class fliers and asked if he could have one and that he was very impressed by us and wants to learn more from people like us. Whether or not this man would have approached me regardless of what I was wearing, I'm not really sure. But I know my prayers to gain a testimony of wearing proselyting clothes on pday have been answered. And I'm so grateful.
Last week we had Zone Training Meeting. I love getting together with the Zone. We have some amazing missionaries in this mission who I am so grateful to learn from. I don't know how I am so blessed to be consistently surrounded by such amazing people who I feel like bring out the best in me. Truly...
Which brings me to my next subject... Sora Smith. I love her with all my heart. Seriously one of the sweetest, most humble of people. I am so so blessed to be her companion. She is so intelligent and so kind. I am so grateful for her example and her humility. I hope and pray I can be the kind of companion for her that I feel like she is for me.
This week has been a bit disappointing. Not discouraging... but disappointing. I feel like our efforts this last week have been stronger and more intent than ever before... and most of our lessons just didn't go through. Even the people that never cancel on us, cancelled. We didn't get to meet with any of our investigators, but we did get to meet with quite a few less actives, which I'm happy about. However, our faith is just as strong for this week and we have determined to reach all of our goals.
So for the last month, the elevator in our block has been under construction. Which has been more annoying than you might think. After walking around all day, climbing 5 flights of stairs is the last thing I want to do. BUT! This week, our elevator got finished!!! And they had an inauguration for the new elevator! Yep, an inauguration. And they made the BIGGEST deal of this inauguration. They had beer, and food and a prayer. It as a big deal. And I may or may not have almost drank beer. Wups. Beer in romanian is 'bere' and pear is 'pere'. There was pear juice there and I thought they were asking if I wanted some... nope, they were asking if I wanted 'bere'. haha. Wups.
Anyway, thank you all for your emails and PICTURES!! I loved them!! Seriously, Keep em coming:):) And I'm sorry I can't write you all back individually. I wish I had the time!! I didn't even get to read all your emails all the way through. I will print them off and read them.
LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!
Have an amazing week.
Happy birthday this week Patricia!! Hope it's amazing:) Keaton, sorry to hear about your shoulder. No fun. Get better SOON and eat lots of ice cream. I hear that helps shoulders get better quicker:)
PS... it went from summer to winter REAL quick here!! Today is pretty pleasant. Which I'm grateful for. However, I love wearing my winter clothes! (I bought new boots, gloves and scarves this week! Yay:)
Va pup,
Sora Cook
lingo:
baba-dress -- a dress that is under 8 lei (around 2 american dollers) and hideous on the hanger.
tramvai -- basically trax.
white washed (sorry I haven't explained this yet) --getting transferred into a city where neither missionary has previously been. Sora Remsberg and Sora Sam opened up the city of Sibiu to sisters... so they were whitewashed because neither of them were there the transfer before. Hope that makes sense.
Sorry, I forget that you guys don't know some of these words that have become apart of my every day vocabulary.
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| A monestary here in Arad. It was beautiful there. |
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| One of our cute old neighbors, Gheorghe. |
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| At the Monestary |
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| Our shnazzy elivator! Probably one of the nicest elevators in Arad! |





