A Week of Miracles

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I have a couple amazing quotes of the week, but we will start out with a funny one with our recent convert Jeremie. “I have never eaten grass soup…. And I grew up in Africa!”

We had the opportunity to do a service project with Jeremie and it was to this family who are… well Hippies. They decided to treat us to one of their favorite dishes…… Grass Soup. Let’s just say, it was not as good as you would probably imagine.

This week has been full of miracles. I’ll start with Tuesday’s Miracle. On Tuesday, we received a call from a part time missionary who is an interpreter to Farsi. She needed someone to come with her to teach this old friend about the Gospel. She has had a terrible time in the last couple of years. She was a member to a Christian church that ended up destroying her faith, and her family. She didn’t understand Swedish or English, so she had to interpret everything that we said.

We ended up teaching her the Restoration, which was so powerful. At the end she started to cry and grabbed my shoulder and she was just speaking in Persian. Finally after she was done speaking, I was able to hear the interpretation of what she said. It was something like this, “I have been searching for the truth, every day for that last 3 years. I have walked the streets in my walker, in pain trying to find someone to talk to me about my God. Someone that would just stop me and talk to me about Jesus Christ. And I have felt like my prayers have been unanswered, until today.”

I had felt the spirit so strongly at that point, I then was able to give her a blessing in the back of a car. (Not really the most acceptable place to give a blessing,) but did it anyway. I gave it to her and she didn't understand it I’m sure, but I can tell you we all felt it. We left that lesson with that women with tears in our eyes, and a prayer of thanksgiving in our hearts. We are now going to be teaching her and preparing her for baptism.

The miracles didn’t cease then, On Thursday I was able to go on exchanges with a missionary in Gubbängen where I have previously served. I had gotten a cold and a GNARLY sore throat so couldn’t speak very well in the morning. I felt so bad that I probably would be able to contribute so much for the day. And that missionary really wanted some help to get new investigators and get the place rolling again. But I was able to pray that I could be able to speak so that I could help this missionary in his missionary work, and help the work go forward there again. After I had this prayer, something fantastic happened. I could speak, I sounded like a horse at times, but I could speak without any pain. I personally was able to contact over 50 people, without any problems. We got several numbers and got in contact with people i had worked with previously. (Also somehow figure out a locked gate code, for these people they have been praying for and wanted to visit. I just started pounding on the keys, and figured it out. Got to see the little miracles things too.)

But we had one more miracle. On Saturday night, I was not doing so hot, we had a hard day of work and I really needed a rest with my cold. But it sounds weird, but I felt like we needed to go out to place called Åkersberga. It’s not the closest place in our area, but I just felt like we needed to work out there a bit. So we went out there to this place where we both felt was a good place to contact and knock some doors. Everyone was pretty rude, and not interested until our last door. We knock it and nothing happened… we started to walk down the stairs and this jacked African man, opened the door and asked if we were police, we said no. We told him we were missionaries from our church. He asked if we were Jehovah Witnesses, we told him again… no no no. And then he said, “Come in Brothers!” So we came in to him and his wife who were both very interested with their 3 cute little kids. They had moved to Sweden about 2 years ago, and wanted to find a church, but somehow it found them! So we are excited to start working with them, and bring that little family to the church.

I just want to thank you all for the prayers, emails, and the love I get from you all. I couldn't do it without it. I am so thankful to my God, for the wonderful week we have had. So many wonderful things happened this week. We ended up finding 7 new investigators this week and it was all from the guidance of the Spirit and I know that it was the Lord trusting us. I’m so thankful that the Lord is trusting me to be a tool in his hands. I love this work, and I love this people.

Love you all, Ha det Gött!