Crazyness

Wow, hello everybody!

This last week's been absolutely crazy. First off, I'm getting transferred to Bathurst, I'll be serving with Elder Boardman, he's from Holladay too, we're super excited! I was also called to be the French district leader, so I'll be working on training for the French missionaries too. Really looking forward to it!

Second off, the French temple trip. Holy cow, best part of my life. Long story though.

To start, Elder Greenburg and I had to drive separately from the other missionaries. They were taking two members, Anik and Renaud, to Mirimichi, where they met more members there to take the members the rest of the way. They picked up Elder Boardman there as well, and came the rest of the way down. On the other hand, Elder Greenburg and I went to Fredericton, picked up Sister King and her harp, and drove with her all the way to Halifax. When we got to Truro, we got this HUGE storm. It was absolutely crazy, people were sliding off the highway. We just about slid into another car, but had to miss it by a quarter inch. Anyway, we got into Halifax an hour later than we planned. (Luckily we planned to have an hour to spare, so no problems there.) 

There at the mission home, we met the Dyvrandes, and they are the best people ever. I can't even explain it, they are just so cool. I love them so much. (Side note, Meddy, their son, was playing the piano, and he is a prodigy! He's been learning for a year, and he's amazing!)

That first night, Sister Claus, (escort for Nathalie) her companion, Elders Boardman and Sawa-Sawa (that's the other elder in thee photo with E. Greenburg and myself, Sawa escorted for Jean-Claude) left early with the Dyvrandes to have the interview with the temple president. We were going go an hour later for when the temple session started. Then all of the sudden the Dyvrandes knock on the door again, they had gotten lost trying to get there, and needed someone to go with them. Obviously Elder Greenburg and I jumped up, and we left right away, they were already running late. So we start going, and as we go up the hill by the Mission home, the Dyvrandes car got stuck. We had to backtrack, and (after a quick call to Pres. Pratt) we ended up giving them a ride in our car.

The traffic was absolutely crazy. I had to teach Elder Greenburg how to force his way into the lane. As we were trying to get there, our lane of traffic stopped because someone got stuck in front of us. 

The other Elders pulled up to us, and Elder Pierson was screaming out the window, saying, "I spit on you!" He didn't know we had the Dyvrandes in the car. We passively aggressively rolled down the window for the Dyvrandes, and he was so mortified. 

We got there in time for the session. It was so incredible. So happy. 

Next day, after session 2, we had a French devotional. Elder Olmsted and Sister Claus spoke, and they were awesome talks!!! The Dyvrandes bore their testimonies, and everyone was crying. They were talking about how when they moved, they were so worried that they wouldn't have anyone there for them, but then when the district there reached out to them, they knew that God hadn't forgotten them. 

After the devotional, we went to their sealing. Elder Sawa Sawa and I served as witnesses. I don't even know how to describe how I felt. All I can do is keep writing that it was so awesome, but that really doesn't do it justice. If for the rest of my mission, I don't see anything else, it will have all been worth it to be there with their family. I can't say I've ever had this much joy. I understand why the Lord talks about "how great shall be your joy."

Sorry that this is a little rushed. kinda still scrambling to finish packing. Love you guys.

Elder Marsh