Monday, April 28, 2014

Hey everyone.  This is a forward of most of an email I sent to someone else. 

So this week has been pretty good.  We talked to crap ton of people, some of whom were fairly nice, and tried to positively encourage us by saying "you can stop talking because I'm not interested, and I don't know anyone who is interested and I wouldn't feel comfortable telling you anyone is interested, but good for you! I support what you do! I’m grateful that you care." 

Hollow words. Sometimes they are more discouraging than outright rudeness in rejection.  Thanks. I just tried to share something that means more to me than my home my family and my left leg, but you just equated it to a news advertisement less than three sentences long, or Girl Scout cookies. I really feel supported.

Ugh, Fredericton. It's... Fredericton.   I love serving with sister Gochnour and Turner, my mission sister is super cool.  They are really nice and positive, and remind me a lot of you.  I've met sister Gorman and I instantly thought of you.  I sat behind her in sacrament meeting, and she turned around at the end, and said " who is the person with the angelic voice? You need to sing for my song!" and proceeded to tell me all about her song.  Yesterday we were walking into church and she stops and says " there are three of you?? Sisters! Splits! Take me with you!" She made sure she sat next to us in relief society to give us all her phone number on little pieces of paper, and when we told her we all share the same phone, she was like " but you all need my number!" Ok sister Gorman. She then began asking half of relief society when they were available to come out on splits.  Oh I love her so much. " when it comes to me, missionary work is first priority!!!!" 

We don't have any investigators right now.  We teach a lot of the young women, emmaline, and her friend, and these two girls that are daughters of a less active, but real intent for them is a shot in the dark. They're twelve, and they act like it too. As far as adults are, I'm not impressed with Fredericton.  We talked to 300 people here my first whole week, and not one of them was interested. So yeah, I love Fredericton. In a cat scratched and bleeding kind of way. I know it probably has a nicer side to it, but mostly all I've noticed are a lot of disinterested and frankly rude people. I have never been told " I'm not interested because of (insert anti of choice) " at any other time in my mission.  In fact, we went to find a bunch of less actives and met one douche who interrogated us as to how we can believe in Joseph smith because of some dumb study on the pearl of great price, and then tried to tell us that he has out best interests at heart and showed up to the concert on Thursday.  And the lady we knocked into who shouted to us that a member of the church " destroyed a member of my family" .  And the girl who I talked to on the bus who practically yelled " no I'm not interested!" when I tried to talk to her, before I could even finish asking a question. And the guy in the coffee shop who seemed to think that I " don't sound very sincere," and that " you don't have to do this you know. "  Yeah I do know.  And I'm not quitting.

But other than that, missionary work is missionary work. There are plenty of average people who do average things and are average in their disinterest. I've slept on the couch for two weeks and probably will do it for another four. The shower in our apartment broke, and now just sprays scalding hot water, so I can proudly say I shower with a bucket.  I realized I'm back in Canada, and now am still allergic to Canadian milk.  That's okay I like rice milk better anyway.  I probably won't be here long enough to receive mail, so I don't care to give my address. 

Serving in a trio is awesome.  The end. 

Love Sister Christensen.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Do you know the times?

Haha I don't know.

Sometimes I'm weird.

I somehow ran out of time so this may be fairly quick. My companion sister erekson had to go home on medical. So it was kind of abrupt. We got a call from our mission pres. At 9:00 pm and he told us that she'd be traveling back to the mission office the next day, and that I'd be staying in Fredericton. So I really only had time to pack my bags and leave, and ended up leaving like half my stuff in Presque Isle. Now I am serving in a trio, with sister Turner, and sister Gochnour. They are awesome. But I am kind of just shook up, and kind of sad. It's hard to leave an area with a lot of investigators and people preparing for baptism, to come to an area with basically nothing and a ton of people everywhere that generally don't like you. 

Hum. Easter was good.  I have a ton of stories I could share, but just don't have time.  I love you all and pray for your success. 

Sister Christensen.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

hey.  life is a mixed bag right now.  

First off, I am a lot better emotionally than I have been, and honestly I think a lot of it has to do with the slow changes in weather.  by body is like, "it's LEAVING!!!!!!" and now i have more energy.  the sad thing is that now the snow is melting, there is a ton of mud everywhere. EVERYWHERE. there is no escaping it.  and it's super foggy because as the snow melts it makes clouds and they just hover over everything.  everyone here says there are supposed to be a lot of bugs now because it is so wet.  I do not look forward to that at all.  let me tell you.  but emotionally I am better.  It was kind of hard to say goodbye to sister drew but I got over it quickly.  

second off, I am better emotionally because I kind of have to be, and I think Heavenly Father is blessing me with a ton of patience and love that two weeks ago just didn't exist in any bone of my body because someone needs to comfort my poor companion.  she is in sad shape/may go home soon.  I love her to pieces and think that she could be an amazing missionary, but things are kind of against her.  talk more on that later. 

other than that, we are still just working hard and trying to do what is right.  people still have their agency and are doing dumb things with it, but that is entirely outside of my control, and I am doing better at being okay with that.  the life of trying to teach and invite people closer to christ.  they're really good at throwing around their ability to choose not to follow christ.  HRRRNG  YOU KNOW IT IS RIGHT WHY ARE YOU BEING DUMB

but that is just the life of a missionary in Northern Maine.  

I hope you guys have a good week, and that everything goes well.  excited for easter I am!  I will probably just buy tons of candy today to live off of.  resees piecees eggs here I come. 

Put on blog please.  

Love you bye.

Sister Christensen

Monday, April 7, 2014

Great big conference doodle.

it's been kind of a crazy week.  

and for once it isn't anything to do with me!

so President leavitt our Mission President was hospitalized all last week after he came down witha  fever and chills.  kind of a big deal.  he tried to just get some antibiotics and return to leadership conference, but after the bloodwork came back they admitted him to treat a blood infection. his words " After two trips and 15 hours in the hospital emergency it was determined that I also had a blood infection which is apparently quite serious. People die from blood infections, or at least that is what Doctor Leavitt tells me. So against my will, so to speak, I have basically been lying flat on my back alternately shaking and sweating and taking large amounts of medicine, since Wednesday afternoon. "  kind of crazy.  so the past couple of days we have been working and praying that his condition will improve. after yesterday it seems that things are getting better, but it may be a long haul yet.  we will see.

as a result all yesterday we were waiting for transfer news hoping that the assistants might be able to pull that off but to no success.  we've just found out this morning that sister drew will be opening a sisters area in Newfoundland, and training a new missionary.  I will be training as well.  exciting stuff.  wish the trepidation had not been caused by something so dire.  I guess we will have to just keep swimming.

other news.  not much exciting to say.  this transfer we found a lot of people to teach, and a lot of them after seeming really promising dropped off the face of the earth.  happens I guess.  maybe they just thought we were scary.  who knows.  perhaps I never will.

but a family we are teaching has been doing really well.  we knocked on their door the first day that sister Drew was in the mission field, and now it seems that they really like coming to church, and are having miraculous answers to prayers.  it is always inspiring to see how some things unfold.  I would have never guessed at the beginning that so many good things would happen with those two, we truly cannot see the future and cannot judge who will be interested in learning about the gospel. 

anyway there is still three feet of snow on the ground, and sometimes it still snows several inches.  I am never going to live in canada, or anywhere near the boarder, mark my words, even if it will be safer in a zombie apocalypse. end of story.

have some delightful pictures.

did I tell you we serve in an Amish area? horses and buggies win.

the breakfast picture is to commemorate that I've trained Sister Drew well. 

the rest I feel is self explanatory.