A Familiar Face/ Forgotten French

Familier og venner,

We walked outside this morning and saw the ground was covered in snow…

actually it’s more like little pieces of hail everywhere… I wonder if

it will ever be powdery snow (that’s my favorite kind). It was only

day one of snow so only time will tell, but hey, that means Christmas

is around the corner! Good thing our ward is planning a Christmas

party that we can invite people to. We are excited for this month

since we can be pretty creative with finding people.

One miracle from this week: we had about 30 minutes before an

appointment we had with a new member. We decided to ring the call

boxes in the areas apartments and see if we could talk with anyone who

would let us in. It was getting dark and the street was all wet… so

there weren’t many people out of the streets. We rang a bunch of call

boxes. One guy let us in, but then he told us he was not interested.

We walked back outside and then we saw a lady who looked familiar.

Three weeks ago, we had seen her on the street and asked her for

directions to an address we were looking for. We said hi to hear and

retold her that we were missionaries and we visit people and share

more about the Savior. She said we could visit her sometime! It was

way cool. So she gave us her address and we made an appointment.

The appointment went great! She is wicken. We talked about the

similarities and differences between what we believe and invited her

to read 2 Nephi 33. We are going to meet with her again this week :)

The same night, we ran into a man who only spoke French. Sister

Peterson told him I could speak French. I tried, but I could not even

think of a word in French! Finally, I thought of one word… “pourquoi”

which means “why,” but I could not even think how I could ask why he

was here. We gave him a Mormon.org and that was it. Wow, so much for 5

years of French… After he left, I just kept trying to even think of

one sentence I could have said in French, only Danish words were

coming to mind. The only thing I can think of is that maybe because I

was called to speak in Danish, not French? Hmm… oh well, maybe I can

restudy French one day :)

Also this week, we sang in church again. We sang Joseph Smith’s First

Prayer (in Danish) to the tune of Come Thou Fount. Elder Hammond

played the piano, I sang soprano, Sister Peterson sang alto and Elder

Metcalf, Elder Carmack and Elder Ockey sang Tenor and Bass. It went

well and the ward asked Sister Peterson and I to help sing with the

primary in the primary program next month and we will be singing at

the ward Christmas party, too. We sure sing a lot here, but it is a

great way to bring in the spirit.

Jeg elsker jer!

Med kærligste hilsener,

Søster Orgill