I met a miracle. Her name is Elizabeth. One night we had about 15 minutes before we had to be home so we decided to get off at a random tram stop and contact there for a few minutes. We contacted for about 10 minutes... but nobody cared. So at about 8:55 we started walking back to the stop to go home. As we walked past a restaurant, we looked over and saw a girl standing on the street corner. As we began to walk towards her, she started walking away from us. But then stopped as if she was uncertain. We contacted her and she immediately was so interested and open! She asked so many questions about why we're here and then asked us where our church is. Before we could even invite her, she said "I'm sorry... I can't come to church this week. I didn't know I was going to meet youand I already have plans. But next week!" We talked some more, set up a RDV for a day later, and then left her with a prayer. Right before she walked away she said "You know. I have no idea why I was standing on that street corner. I just got there and all of a sudden I felt... uncertain. So I just stood there. For about 5 minutes. Then when I tried to start walking I still felt strange... so I stopped again. I think it's a sign. I think it's because I needed to meet you tonight. I think you have a message that God wants me to hear." JAW ON THE GROUND. So a day later, we meet her again and she takes us up to her apartment... and her sister Naomi is there! She seems pretty apprehensive at first, but quickly opens up and we have a beautiful first lesson. They share so many beautiful stories about how they have seen God in their lives. Then Elizabeth turns to Naomi and says "Did I tell you how I met these girls?" And tells them how it all happened. Naomi just sits there in awe and then looks right us and says "You are from God." And I just sit there in utter shock. So prepared. It blows me away. I just love them. They are on their journey.
Well, this is it. I can't believe it. These 18 months are coming to an end. Did it really happen? Did I really pray with these beautiful people on the streets and knock on doors with the most humble and noble souls behind them? Did I really get to testify every day of my God and Savior? Did I get to help these French people catch the vision of their glorious eternity? All I can do is weep. A part of me aches to be back in that tiny classroom in the MTC with my entire mission in front of me. But I feel peace. I know it's time. I know the best is yet to come. Everything I have learned and experienced is preparing me for what is yet to come. And as I look back at all the beautiful things I have witnessed and the miracles God let me be a part of and how much I have changed, I am filled with awe. God is just so good to me. I'm just so grateful. So grateful He let me come.
Love has set me free. I can't thank you all enough for loving me. Especially when I didn't deserve it. Your love has changed my life in extraordinary ways. I love you so much I can hardly breathe. I will see you on Thursday. I can hardly wait. :)