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After months of preparation, Craig and I entered the MTC on April 15. We spent five days at the MTC. Each day was a combination of fun and stress and spiritual experiences. It was both enjoyable and challenging to teach the gospel to people who acted as investigators. When I told the Joseph Smith story I was surprised at how the spirit took over and it was no longer me talking. I look forward to teaching the Gospel and seeing people receive the great blessings of the Gospel. We met lots of nice people and attended a good devotional. Elder Scott spoke and the missionary choir was very powerful.

Our Group of Senior Couples at the MTC

We had a lot of good food and received useful training.Monday, April 22, we left home early in the morning. I did not look back with regret, but felt it was time to be on our way. Our flights went well. We sat across the aisle from each other on the way to Chicago. We each had the opportunity to visit with a person of another religion. We told them about our mission and we each gave them a pass-along card. On the flight to Manchester, we sat next to a young man who had just graduated from medical school. We talked about his life with him and learned he was coming to Europe to rest from his studies. He said he wanted some time to think about his life and his future. He was searching for his purpose in life. We told him about the Gospel and told him we felt he could find answers in the Book of Mormon. He said he would really like to read it. We gave him one as soon as we picked up our luggage. He gave us a hug and thanked us. He was really a good young man and we think he will read it. We are praying that he will feel the spirit of this sacred record. It was a sweet experience. We felt that we were seated next to him for a purpose and the Lord’s hand was in it.

It was interesting to us that although he had attended medical school with some Mormons, no one had ever talked to him about the gospel.

We arrived on April 23. We spent an intense day trying to stay awake while we were oriented in all we needed to know. The office missionaries served us a nice lunch. I hoped desperately that I wouldn’t fall asleep with my head in my plate like a baby in a high chair. We followed the Office elders over to our flat about 25 minutes away. That began many white knuckle driving experiences for Craig. After a short nap, the Relief Society President to us to the grocery store to go grocery shopping. It all seemed like a blur, but we got some needed supplies. We followed her to her home and gave us dinner. Afterward, she showed us where the bishop lived and we visited with him for a while. We left there and got lost, so the Bishop came and led us back to the flat. We fell into bed exhausted. The next few days were intense and stressful, mostly because the driving, but things are slowly getting better. We bought a better navigational device than the one the office loaned us and that is helping. I have been gradually finding things we needed for our flat and it enjoyable to be getting settled. I think it will be nice to live more simply for a time.

The morning we entered the MTC

May 1, 2013

Our Bedroom (One of Two)

I always wanted a home with an entryway

The Kitchen

The Front Room
The carpet is the same color as ours at home.

Our view from our front room window
I still need to get prints of three more families.

The Meriva, our Mission Car

View from the front

Craig at the dining room table

We have been here eight days. The most stressful thing has been the driving. We have also struggled to use the cell phone and keep it with us all the time. Because we are still getting settled, we have lost things frequently. We have been often on our knees praying to find lost items. I think the driving stress is making it harder for us to remember where we have put things. It has been hard to find food that tastes like food we are used to, but in time, I will be able to find solutions to that. We do love the cheese here, the nuts, the chocolate and the bread. Our ward was very friendly on Sunday. It is a beautiful small chapel with great windows. It is different than any building I have been in because there is no cultural hall. Tuesday night I taught the Book of Mormon Class, Craig and I taught a missionary lesson to a ten-year old girl trying to get ready to be baptized and he also gave a spiritual thought in the Youth activity. Today he took driving lessons and we attended the transfers at the Manchester Stake center. We came home and made a quick dinner and went out to visit people in the ward. We had a nice visit with the Brett family. I have felt so much stress getting adjusted to everything. Yesterday we even got locked in to our flat. We called the landlord and she sent someone to help us. Last night I prayed for relief from the stress of being in the car and watching Craig suffer through it. I realized that I have got to have more faith and try to relax and trust in Heavenly Father. Today felt a little less stressed.

March Memories

I went shopping the other day hoping to get some daffodils. I couldn't find them anywhere in Smith's. I asked for help and a man helped me find these. They hadn't bloomed yet and they were sitting in a bucket of water on the floor surrounded by shelves of blooming flowers. I never would have seen them if I hadn't had help. The next day these stalks of green that looked more like onions than flowers burst into bloom. They were the most beautiful daffodils I had ever had. Everyone noticed them who came into the house. I'm sure there is a similarity in the way we perceive some people. Some people seem so ordinary we overlook them because we haven't seen their potential, but inside every person is that potential to be someone wonderful if we just wait until they bloom.
I finished this quilt a month or so ago, but I am just getting around to including it in my blog. It is for Merynne, my grandaughter who loves blue. I call it "Blue Skies" and I hope she has lots of them in her life.