Lesson #497: Don't Make Jokes about Church Films

Hey everybody! Hope you all are doing great wherever in the world you may be! This week for me was quite a good time. We had a lot of good jazz going on and I'm loving it here in Rotterdam. So first cool experience of the week, after our district meeting on Wednesday, we all went to the city center after to do some contacting together. So fun fact about Sister Kapp... I hate street contacting. I've hated it since the beginning of my mission, I've tried to learn to like it, but I just don't. So I was kinda dragging my feet and mentally preparing myself to go do it and a miracle happened! So the main reason why I hate it so much is because I feel very uncomfortable stopping people. I can talk to people and have conversations, but getting them to have that conversation... no thanks. Little did I know... my comp LOVES stopping people, but hates the conversation part. We were legit the Michael Jordan and John Stockton dream duo that day. We laughed a lot and had some really cool conversations. The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Story time. Little reference to my subject line. I did something embarrassing... So Sunday night we were at a dinner appointment with an older lady from the ward. For some reason, we were talking about some church produced films that were kinda cheesy and were very easy to joke about. Now, I won't name the film that we were talking about so I don't offend anyone, but the other sisters with us were talking about this one scene in one of the films. Unfortunately, I had just taken a drink of my juice and as they made a joke about this film, I then proceeded to spit my juice out across the table. My comp told me that it was one of those things you only see in movies. Made for lots of laughs and fortunately, the lady thanked me for being the highlight of the night rather than scolding me for being so impolite...

On that note, spiritual thought! This week my testimony about fasting and prayer was seriously tried and seriously strengthened. The last couple of weeks I've been trying to decide on a college to go to for after my mission. Doesn't seem like too big of a deal, but it really stressed me out and I really wanted to know which one was going to be best for me. So I prayed and fasted about it but wasn't getting my answer. I began to feel very discouraged and frankly quite frustrated with God for withholding the answer from me. I finally talked to my comp about it because I guess I wasn't my usual happy and joking self, and simply talking through my options gave me the answer I needed. I never would've expected my answer to come when it did let alone to come just through talking with my comp. It's all through God's way and His timing. Love you all so much and have a fabulous week!!

Love,

Zuster Kapp   

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