I love you all so much and was very happy to get on and see all of your emails today and have some fun pictures and videos to look at! Thank you so much.
So the biggest news... WHERE IN THE WORLD IS SISTER ADDIS? Still in Grenoble! Still with Sr Klingaman. Clearly the Lord has some more work for me to do here and some more things that I need to learn from Soeur Klingaman. I am happy. I love this ward. And actually my whole district stayed the same so its kind of nice to have more time all together. Elder Hughes will be going home at the end of the transfer so we are enjoying helping him finish out strong! Also I dont know if I already said this but this transfer will only be five weeks long. So in about a month we will have transfers again. Kind of crazy I know.
So today I think I am feeling good because I am in jeans...we are going to do some service right after emails. I must say it is super weird to be in public in jeans. I am not used to having something to thick around my legs and supporting my butt. However looking at myself I look so normal. Its weird.
Second biggest news from this week. I burned my hand. Bad. It is healing fast. Really fast. I am shocked that the Lord is helping it heal so fast. Mom is probably freaking out. I am fine. I will explain my very blonde moment. So it was our dinner hour and I was working on making home made envelopes because I wasnt really that hungry. Well while I was in the study room I didnt realize that Soeur Klingaman was cooking something on the stove. So about a half hour later I went in and decided I was a little hungry and was going to make something. I saw that something was in the oven but I was very confused as to why the stove top was so warm. I lightly touched the back right burner and thought to myself, wow the oven makes our stove top really hot. Then I touched the front right burner and SCORCHED my hand off. At first I was just like holy freak and shook my hand. Then I realized it was really hot and put my hand under water. I was being super impatient so I decided I would hold a glass water bottle that was in the fridge, while I continued to work on my dinner. Well so this was at about 8:30. Needless to say I slept with my hand attached to the glass water bottle because it was still burning at 10:30 when going to bed.
Unfortunately it was my right hand. So of course the next day at church when all the men put out their right hand to shake mine I had to explain that I could not shake their hand because I had burned mine. So when all the ladies in the ward found out they all asked me what I had done and what I had done to take care of it. I told them and then as in response to some I learned some home remedies to take care of burns. It was pretty funny. Well the best part was the bishops wife. She is wonderful, and I love her. She got mad at me for not calling her and asking her to bring things from home to help heal my burns. Because she and several other women were very worried about my hand she decided that we were leaving church to go to the pharmacy. Haha. It was more dramatic than it should have been but it was amazing to see how much the members here love and care for their missionaries.
Like i said. My hand is healing very fast. There is nothing to worry about:) I am pretty sure the prayers that have been said and the creme i have been applying constantly are taking care of it.
Another funny story from church yesterday. It was at the end of Relief Society and the first counselor had the ladies who had birthdays that week stand. Well one was an old lady, Soeur Reine Mollard, that will be turning 86? Well after saying happy birthday to them Reine said, Can I ask for something for my birthday? And with a chuckle the counselor said, Yes of course! Then Reine said, will you all sing happy birthday to me? Haha. It was so sweet. I guess it had been a long time since she had had someone sing her Joyeux Anniversaire.
Another good story from yesterday, but a little more spiritual. So a inactive women in our ward died last week. The Bishop is in charge of the funeral and he asked us to bring the hymnal to her husband so that he can see the songs that were selected to be sung. Of course we would tell him that we would be more than happy to do it. So we took down the address and found our way there. Well it was around 6 oclock and it was already dark. The family also actually lives in what we call a "red zone". An area that is a little more dangerous. <meaning a muslim neighborhood> The bishop told us that they lived near a bad area but he said that where they live is fine. Well it wasnt fine. It was right next to the bad neighborhood and it was dark and scary. In france the street signs are awful and you have to walk half a block before you can find out if you are actually on the right street. So we were doing this trying to find their apartment building. The first building we saw was 29, so normally that meant that the building 14 would be on the other side of the street and more south. We kept walking south but could not find the building 14. I then felt that we needed to go back and look at the building that was closest to us. I told Soeur Klingaman this and she asked, "Why?" Its true it probably didnt seem logical but instead of arguing I just said, "Because I feel like it." So she accepted and we started walking towards the building. Well as we were walking up the stairs we saw the number 14! It was our building. I realized then that even though it was not a huge profound feeling of inspiration, it was the Spirit, working with me in its quite whispers. We could have been wandering around forever in the cold, dark and not so great area, but because I listened to the Spirit, we were protected and able to get the things done we needed. What a wonderful blessing.
So fam bam, I dont have much left to say. Told you all of my good stories for the week. Still loving life and loving the mish. I love helping people. It brings me such happiness to focus on others more than myself. What are some of your goals for 2013?
Sorry no pictures again this week because we are at the internet cafe again. Maybe next week?
Love you to pieces, all of you, even the dogs.
Soeur Kimberly Addis