This week has been a long one. Everything exciting always seems to happen on Tuesdays. I always want to tell y'all right away but then the week goes by and the excitment or whatever it is dies away. I have been determined to remember this experience though.
So, there is a youngish man (like 29?) who was baptized in early February. He will be named Marcus for the purpose of the story. (Now you know its going to be good because I chose to use a fake name!). Anyway, he is a bit funny. He is very preoccupied with the idea of marriage and then he just is not very tactful in most of the social situations that I have seen him in. He kind of says funny stuff sometimes but he is a good person and the members are really really patient with his never-ending questions and concerns. So, he has been in the country staying with his adopted parents. We usually teach Marcus a new-member lesson every week. This time we were going to go teach him and his parents (not members)! We knew it could potentially be an uncomfortable experience for us but we were excited about teaching them. We tried with all our might to make it clear to him that this would not be turning into a meet-the-parents thing (he had said some things that made us wonder). We have told him many times that sisters do not talk about dating, think about that stuff, or anything of the sort. The lesson went well. I ate sill (I think it is herring? in a can... I am not sure. raw fish anyway. It was pretty okay.) We were on our way out but Marcus wanted to show us around so we went with the mom and Marcus to see some animals and whatever. Unfortunately at one point-- I have no idea how this happened-- Marcus made some comment about how he would look better if he shaved and then said the Swedish equivalent of "isn't that right, Syster Page?" I acknowledged that he said something with a laugh I think but that was just one of those uncomfortable things he says and I was hoping that the moment would pass. It didn't. I think it must have been that the mom was talking to Syster Robinson for like 3 seconds and that was enough time for this to happen: "I have been thinking, Syster Page, I would like to marry you." Oh snap. I did a lot of looking around at a lot of things that were not in the direction of him and just kept shaking my head and said "Nej. Det går inte (That doesn't go (work)). Nej." Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear. and after that it just came out. I said "inte just nu (not right now)" and I was meaning that missionaries do not talk about that or think about anything like that and convey to him that what he had said was highly inappropriate but he repeated that (inte just nu) too but in a way that makes me think he interpreted it to mean something entirely different. I write this so small to hide my shame. That whole thing wooshed by in about 3 seconds and then his mom and Syster Robinson were back into the conversation like nothing happened! That was the experience. I was very very happy to go. The lesson was good. I couldn't tell Syster Robinson until that night. Oh my goodness. ANYWAY that was what I thought might be interesting for y'all.
Prisla came to church yesterday! All the way from a town that is an hour away! She is 13 and her mom let her take the bus by herself if we would pick her up at the station and take good care of her. We did! We made her breakfast and lunch! (she only ate the apple... ha). It was really fun to be in Young Women's with her. Once those girls started talkign about Zac Efron and Twilight and such, she was totally comfortable. Her parents and her moved from Pakistan to Sweden about 10 years ago. They love Jesus Christ. Prisla accepted the Book of Mormon to be the word of God the first lesson and loves to read in it ("I already do feel like its true actually!") She is a miracle. Her mom loves that she is excited about the church. She thinks we are good examples for her daughter. She reads and learns right along with her, although she has never been to church yet. She reads in Urdu and she really likes what she reads.
I love The Book of Mormon. I really do! It feels so good to read it. It feels really good to trust something so much. It is pure truth and knowledge. I feel the same thing when I read or listen to General Conference talks. I feel like I soak everything in and it feels good. It is so good to me. I know that The Book of Mormon is the word of God. I know that Joseph Smith is a prophet of God. I know that this is Jesus Christ's Church. He leads it and the words that we hear from our leaders are even His words and therefore the words of our Father in Heaven and of the Holy Ghost because They are one. Wow. I can't express my gratitude or what I feel when I contemplate these things. I only hope I am doing enough. I definitley need help. That's what the Lord has promised me.
Thank you for your prayers and thoughts. I love you. I am so grateful to know that I have such a supportive, strong family. Until next week! We are working on getting Sumith baptized this week. He doesn't know it yet (unless the Holy Ghost has told him). He is really humble. We are talkign to him tonight! Just thought I'd let y'all know. Kind of big.
Love,
Syster Sarah Page



