Tonight some of Tamara's old work employees/friends came over for dinner. We had "Raclette." OHMAHGOSH. SOOOOO GOOOOOOD. All you need to really know is that if given the choice between fondue and raclette, CHOOSE RACLETTE. Basically, it's like a mini-grill in the middle of the table (that grey rectangle thing in the middle of the picture below). So you have an assortment of meats, vegetables, and cheeses and you can grill your meat and veggies on the skillets on top and then beneath there's mini-frying pans you put the cheese in so it melts and when it's done you can put the cheese on potatoes or veggies or whatever (or you can put it in with the cheese before you melt it). It is ridiculously delicious. And it's also tons of fun! Just Google it. Try it at home! Have a party!
Tuesday (10/28/14)
My dad has had some complications from his surgery; please keep him in your prayers.
Thursday (10/30/14)
Tonight was my last German class (for now). Bittersweet. We played some "Memory" at the end and I won. BOO YAH! :)
Friday (10/31/14)
Tamara let me have the day off, so I slept in (wooo hoooo!) and then I blogged for the majority of it. You're welcome. haha. Later in the evening after dinner, some of the neighbors came over and we had a little Halloween party. Music, snacks, fire... they made this special hot wine drink which was cool for them; I obviously didn't have any of that. They DO celebrate Halloween here, but it's not quite as big a deal as it is in the States. One of the neighbors was telling me that 10 years ago no one even thought about it, but gradually it's become more and more popular. Who doesn't like an excuse to get together with friends and family?
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| "When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs and whispers, 'tis near Halloween." - Author Unknown |
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| I decided to dress up as a doll! :) It's always my "go to" for a cute and easy last-minute costume. |
Saturday (11/1/14)
We are leaving for Tenerife next week! Holy cow! So I'm trying really hard to make sure I'm as caught up on my blog as possible, and seeing what I need to pack etc... I also took some time to go out and explore Frauenfeld a little more in depth, since my bus pass expires after today! I decided I'd start by finding the church that's out there so when we are back in Switzerland, I will know where it is if I want to check it out sometime. On the way, two missionaries hopped on at one of the stops. It was SO weird to see missionaries that I didn't recognize haha, but also whenever I see a pair of Elders I can't help but beam a huge smile. It's such a simple little thing, but what a great reminder that we're never alone. Even in those places where it seems we are very much on our own. Anyhow, finding the church was RIDICULOUSLY easy. I was severely misinformed about how much harder it is to get to that building. I got on the bus, got off at the stop, and it was right across the street. No transfers or anything. So to go to the ward in Frauenfeld or Kreuzlingen is about the same amount of time and both trips are SUPER easy. What a huge blessing!
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| There it is, behind the flags and trees... |
So, that ended up being a lot easier than I had planned on. I waited for the bus to go to the city center in Frauenfeld (where the bahnhof station is) and then I wandered around for a few hours as an unapologetic picture-taking tourist.
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| BEST part of my day. I love accordion music. |
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| I love to see the moon during the day; there's something so special to see both the sun and the moon dancing in the sky. |
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| I found the Secret Garden! ;) haha |
During my trek, I saw a church steeple. I thought I'd go take a quick look, and I happened upon the most gorgeous cemetery I have ever seen in my life. The whole church was surrounded by gravesites and the individual graves were all so beautifully kept.
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| Sunset |
Sunday (11/2/14)
Elder Roberts translated for me today, as best he could. And there's a new Elder (Elder Strauss' replacement), Elder Hassley - prounounced Hass-lie, not Hasslee. He's SUPER nice. Everyone is really excited to have him around. AND I found out that he's 25 which is awesome and makes me feel less old haha. So selfish. Anyway. I asked Elder Roberts if they had time to give me a Priesthood blessing sometime during church, which they were happy to do for me. I ended up asking Elder Sanft to give the actual blessing (he was already standing up; I would have been completely comfortable with any one of them doing it.) It was SO great. I feel the most clear correspondence with Heavenly Father through Priesthood blessings. It should be that way with personal prayer, but I'm still working on that. Even so, sometimes my brain gets so muddled with thoughts, concerns, questions, etc... that sometimes it takes some help from an outside third party to clear things up.
I'm finding myself less willing, more and more, to just ride on other people's testimonies and take other people's words for things, religious or otherwise. There are things, even after being a member my whole life, that I have questions about. And I expect answers. I'm tired of people using broad answers to try and suffice things. If you don't know, say you don't know. But we are told that if we seek we shall find, if we knock, the door will be opened. So why are we all so satisfied with answers from peers that leave us hanging in doubt? Don't you think God will hear and answer you, if you come to Him sincerely?
If you are struggling, spend time with the missionaries. Have them over for dinner. Go with them to teach an investigator. Sit by them in church. If you can obtain a missionary mindset, you will find answers to your own questions. For isn't it so, that the "one sheep" you bring to the fold which will give you great blessings, is yourself? We cannot forget that we too must become "truly" converted.
I'm going to miss this ward, these people, these FRIENDS, so much. And not just the people, but the land. The country. I've fallen in love with this place. I'm already counting down the days of our return... but I'm also looking forward to see what Spain has in store for me.
xoxo,
Rebecca
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