Monday, December 9, 2013

I feel like I'm walking around in a snow globe or something.

thanks for the tree mama! we decorated him!
God jul, my dears!

I don't even know where to start. I love these Norwegians and their love of Christmas. You should see Oslo. I feel like I'm walking around in a snow globe or something. It's beautiful. I don't know why Heavenly Father has blessed me so greatly.

Sunday morning I was brushing my teeth half asleep and I looked out the window and said, "Sister Frampton! Come here!" There was snow. Finally! I don't think it will ever not be magical to me to look outside the morning after it snows. It snowed all of Sunday. We helped the relief soceity president set up the Christmas tree at the church and then she fed us warm food and then we got to go to a Christmas concert with some of our new converts! It's called Jul i Toner and it is members from the whole country who get together and create an orchestra and choir. It was very professionally done and I was in heaven. At the end we all got to stand and sing, "Deilig er Jorden" which literally means "delicious is the earth" but it's the tune of "Beautiful Savior". It's their traditional song. It was really powerful and neat to be able to participate in it. Then cute ladies in their bonads (traditional Norwegian dresses) had baskets of homemade boller (yummy roll things) that they handed out. It was so much fun!

This morning, Sister Frampton and I woke up and went outside in the dark and freezing at 6:30 in the morning and went sledding!! I don't know where they came from, but we have two sleds in our apartment so we tried them out. The hill is really steep so it was really fast and fun! Then we would run back up the stairs (that's the exercise part) and do it again. We were screaming and speaking English so everyone knows who we are now... but it was worth it.
We got to meet with David 3 times this last week! He is so ready to be baptized. It's going to happen. I know it. You just feel it when they are people that you know will really get baptized. He texted us and thanked us for helping him in his life and asked when we could meet again. I love those ones! His dad died when he was 15 and he told us that his dad came to him in a dream and told him to keep following the path that he was on. He said that his dad hasn't "come to him" like that in a long time. His dad knows that it's time! We've got nothing stopping us when we have people working from both sides of the veil.
Sister Frampton met a couple on the plane when she was flying here from England and the lady had met with missionaries before and showed her her name on her ticket, so Sister Frampton remembered it and wrote it down later. We looked her up this week and found her house! She wasn't home, but her husband was and he told us we could come back when she was home. It was really neat to see his face light up as he recognized her.
After we visited him, we were knocking and Sister Hilton was with us and we all had our black puffy coats on. A man opened his door and said, "OH! What happened?" Hahaha I don't know if that meant, "Oh why are three cute girls on my doorstep at this time of night in this cold?" or "Did someone die? Why are you all wearing black?" But we laughed and talked to him for a minute. He wasn't interested... but it was funny!
No, we don't have a million investigators like other missions, and yes, we go days without finding or teaching anyone, but I still know that the Lord's hand is in this work. This kind of work means that you have to be in tune with the Spirit because it tells you exactly who to talk to. I love how close Sister Frampton is to the Spirit. We walk down the street and she says, "Not this one, not this one, ok, this one." And I feel it too and I am so grateful to be learning how to follow the Spirit and be more in tune.
Have a pretty, snowy, Christmasy week and know that I am praying for you! I love you!!

Love,
Søster Pyne
hockey rink! these Norwegians know how to do it!

this is how we get dressed in the morning.
white ninja in our thermal garments, then black ninja.


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