The Refiners Fire

Okay, this is a quick one. I'll send more updates on "events" another week...
Onto the important stuff...

Well transfer calls came on Saturday.

I'm in. Jorgensen's out.

SAD day for me.

I know it's for the best. And I'm SO grateful for the transfers we've had together. We've helped each other through a lot of hard times. And spent a lot of fantastic, miraculous and unforgettable times together. I can't ask for much more than that.

It's definitely time for Sister Jorgensen to experience something new. She's been in Midwood for the past 4 transfers... this is where she started her mission, and now she's ready to go spread her wings.  Midwood- Spanish is hard. It just is. Simple as that. And I am so grateful she will be able to see that it's different other places.

Now. Don't misunderstand me. There is joy to be had here. And I love Brooklyn so much. I've loved the time I've spent here. But sometimes it's really easy to feel like you're not making a bit of difference. There have been many occasions where I've wondered why. Why? Why did you bring me here? Who is benefiting from this? Why did you cut me down so early?

And then I remember. I remember something I watched in that moment when I wondered if 18 months of full time missionary service was really something I could do. I was waiting for my mission call and feeling quite hopeless....

"I am the gardener here. And I know what I want you to be."

Please click the link for a Mormon Message http://www.mormonchannel.org/video/mormon-messages?v=1839005837001

Thank you for loving me enough to hurt me.

Sometimes in life, we are that current bush. We feel like we've grown up and we've got it made... or at least like we're "good enough". But He doesn't want you to be "good enough". He has something better in mind. He's the gardener.  He knows what he wants us to be. He understands what we are capable of.

So whether you're a missionary in Midwood about to get a new companion and scared out of your mind... or you're a mom struggling with your wayward child, or a father who's out of work and have no idea how you're going to take care of your family... whoever you may be... just remember. You're gonna make it. He knows how strong you are. And you needed to be cut down in order to become what you have the potential to become. Growing pains suck sometimes. But when you look back one day and see where you came from it will all be worth it.

Just keep going. There is hope, and you're here for a reason!

Love Always and Forever,

Hermana Franklin

This is a picture of the Sunset in Far Rockaway that we got to see yesterday at the Hurricane Sandy commemoration!

From People Who Love You!

Alright, this week had some serious ups and some serious downs.

Ups:
Found a couple of new investigators who are SUPER awesome. Finding investigators in Midwood is a rarity in and of itself so super, awesome investigators is extra special.

We had President's Interviews this week. WOW. My mission president is easily the best there is. I'm sure every missionary says that. But mine really is. Haha. He is such a good teacher and he is SO inspired. He is a master of following the spirit. There were things he said to me that I know were not his own words. It's always an amazing experience to be with him.

Temple trip!! I love the temple so much. I forgot how much I love it. It's been roughly 7 months since I've been inside a temple so that was just great. It was also my first time seeing the new temple presentation. SO BEAUTIFUL. The old presentation will always hold a very sacred place in my heart, but man, that was just incredible. And it was such a special blessing that I got to go with my Companion! That doesn't usually happen.

I finally let go of my pride and asked for a Priesthood blessing to get some inspiration about a few things I've really been struggling with. Best thing I could have done. Don't know why I waited 8 months to ask.

I encountered my first thieves. Yes, that monumental moment in a missionary's life.

Here's the story. It's a good one.

Zones 1,2,3 (I'm in Zone 2) gathered in Midwood for what we call a Mega-Blitz... All the missionaries of these zones divide and conquer to put a dent in the Midwood 1st Ward's list of over 750 lostless active members. As the companionships began arriving from the different zones it was like a big family reunion of missionaries in the foyer. I set my bag down on one of the classic LDS chapel, floral couches and started socializing with all the missionaries I had formerly served with. Yay! When they asked us all to migrate to the chapel to get started with companion assignments and an opening prayer, I went... Leaving my stuff behind in the foyer. Found out that I would be Blitzing with my trainer! Sister van Langen! What a lucky day! After the "opening exercises we grabbed our list of names, map, and my bag and headed off on our adventure.

We had a grand ol' time and a lot of success! We decided to celebrate by going to Dunkin' Donuts and get ourselves a pumpkin doughnut on our way back to the church. "My area, my treat!" I said, pulled out my wallet to pay for our victory feast and EMPTY. GONE. EVERYTHING GONE. (Well not everything... they left my library card and my driver's license because I secretly hide my driver's license behind my library card! Ha! Take that thief! .... oh. oops looks like I just revealed my secret hiding place. Haha.) I was so confused. HOW did someone get into my bag, unzip the zipper, take the wallet out and empty it and put the wallet back without me noticing?? Is anyone really that good??

We headed back to the church to start making all the necessary phone calls... you know, all that really annoying junk you have to deal with to cancel credit cards.

Greatest part of the whole experience got to call and hear my mom's voice for 4 minutes. So, that's why this experience is in the "ups" column. :) Thanks Thieves!

So to wrap this story up we got back to the church and discovered the truth about what actually happened. When I left my stuff in the foyer and all of us were in the chapel two men came in and took whatever they could find. My unattended bag (along with two other missionary backpacks) with a wallet in it was just fresh meat. Two Elders left the "opening exercises" for a drink of water, spotted them leaving the building and approached them. When they asked if they could help them find something, they said, "No, we're just wondering what time church is." They left very quickly and awkwardly and insisted that was the only reason they came into the church. Hmm... Well. Now it all makes sense.

People. Don't leave your stuff out for people to come steal from you. Even when you're ironically in the house of the Lord. Haha. Lesson learned.

Now the major "down" about all this was that I was going to be the one supplying the money for groceries, laundry and other temporal needs for the remainder of the month. Since the office is closed on weekends and the senior missionary couple in charge of finances are getting ready to depart, it wasn't looking like I'd get reimbursed for the money I had lost. At least, not for a few days. What were going to do about buying food for the next couple days when we had 2.62 cents to our name? Haha.

Well. The Lord always provides a way. As we were discussing our dilemma late last night there was a knock on our apartment door. When I opened it there was no one there... only an envelope hanging from the door frame on dental floss... inside was a note with 5 words on it. "From people who love you" along more than enough  money to buy us groceries, send a box and do laundry.

The message I would like to share today is that The Lord knows. He always knows. He will always put people in your path and send you angels of kindness to help you out when you're down. So, trust in Him. The "downs" will always be followed by an "up"!

Love you all!

Be safe out there, and don't leave your wallet lying around... I'm sure you all know that.

Sorry about that short bus moment, Dad.

Hermana "Grateful" Franklin

                                    

Graciela's Baptism -- Happiest Day!

Current Midwood District                                             

   
At the Manhattan Temple with Sister Jorgensen    

 Old Midwood District

Happiness with Sister Jorgensen

Best of Times!

Well... I can honestly say I'm the happiest I've ever been.

The Lord is so good to me.

I'm not really sure where to begin... There's no way I'll be able to describe EVERYTHING that has happened in the last few days. But I'll start with this:
A while ago I was feeling particularly selfish and a little down in the dumps. It was my first day back on Facebook after an eight month absence and I can't say I had a super great attitude about it. Having my whole home life right there in front of my eyes was kind of a huge slap to the face... just a bit of a shock. The world had indeed gone right on without me. My RM friends had warned me of this... and I knew that this realization would be had at some point. (However, I thought it would be around the time I stepped off the plane to come home. Haha. Wrong again.) But nonetheless I started to worry... And asked myself some "dumb" questions (something I highly discourage anyone from doing)... Such as, " Am I where I need to be?" "Has everyone forgotten me?" "Am I even making a difference here?" "Will I ever learn how to use Facebook effectively?" "Does anyone love me?".... Well, that night I went home and actually asked God these very questions.
In the last three days I got very much a "NOW do you see?? Oh ye of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?" kind of answer.

It started with Aurelia...a sweet little lady from Mexico. She came to English Classes and has interest in learning more about coming to our church services and learning about our beliefs! Plus, she already has friends who are in our ward, how perfect is that! Cool thing to note about her is that if you saw the Instagram photo of me and my comrades street contacting with lemonade, she is the woman that I'm talking to in the picture. Lesson learned! Talk to everyone! You never know who might listen to you!

The next day we taught a lesson to Jeremiah and Rosie and Rosie's husband Eddie. Sister Jorgensen gave an INCREDIBLE, inspired lesson. Everyone was in tears! Eddie informed us that he would be coming to church for the first time in more than 6 months. The whole family would be there together, finally!! However, it broke my heart when I saw the look on Sister Jorgensen's face when she realized we wouldn't be there on Sunday to see it. We had planned to attend the baptismal service of Graciela in Woodside. Sister Jorgensen had been working with this family for her entire mission, and had never seen them ALL at church together. And now I was going to make her miss it. She reassured me many times that she was more than happy to go to the baptism with me and she was not about to let me stay home for her sake. But I still felt bad. I lost quite a bit of sleep over it that night.

Came to find out the next day that my district leader, Elder Erickson (the saint that he is) (apparently, it was Elder Goates' idea to begin with.. He's a saint too) went ahead and arranged an exchange with the English ward sisters so that I could go to the baptism in Woodside with Sister Freeze, and Sister Jorgensen could stay here in Midwood with Sister Blosil to be with the Castro Family and our THREE investigators who planned to come to church. WHAT A BLESSING. We both would got to go to our respective Events!
Sunday morning is one I will never forget. All four of us Sisters went to the Midwood English ward's sacrament meeting.. as that was the only one Sister Freeze and I would be able to make it to. We sat down and as it neared 9:00am people/families just kept coming and coming and COMING. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The ENTIRE chapel was filled by the time services started... and MORE people continued to walk through the doors. There were people who stood in the back due to lack of seating. I just wept at the sight of it all. I hadn't experienced anything like this in the 8 months I've been out. A chapel full of families AND investigators?? Don't misunderstand me, I love the wards I've served in and I'm not saying "they're not good enough" it's just different serving the Spanish speaking population. Very different. I realized then that our missions are just assigned and MEANT for US. Everything about where/who we serve is catered to help us learn as we need to. It was the first time I had been to a sacrament meeting in English in 8 months... first time hearing the sacrament prayers in English. I just couldn't stop crying because I could understand EVERYTHING. I forgot how that felt.
It was their fast and testimony meeting due to conference, and let me tell ya, that was NO coincidence. A few sisters got up and shared experiences and testimonies that I absolutely needed to hear and needed to understand in my own native tongue. Such a blessing. This meeting was an answer to my prayer in and of itself.

After sacrament meeting Sister Freeze and I went to Woodside for the baptism. On the train ride there I started to feel a little uneasy... "Will they even remember my name?" I started to ask myself more dumb questions.... DUMB. Haha.
As I walked down the stairs into the baptismal room I heard a, "Sister Franklin's back!!". What a tearful reunion it was. Haha. So many hugs! I saw Graciela all dressed in her white jumpsuit and we just hugged and cried some more. Haha.
Hermano Hidalgo approached me before the baptism and he said, "I hope you know that all of this that you see here has been possible because of the foundation you laid while you served here." It was amazing to see how much the ward has changed. SO many people I used to teach are now attending church and even have baptismal dates. It really was an incredible moment. I felt complete peace. I KNEW that the last 8 month have NOT been wasted... In fact they had truly been the best 8 months of my life. Definitely not the easiest, but the best.

The baptism was beautiful!

I just want you all to know that God truly answers prayers. He hears you. Even when you ask him dumb questions. Haha. He will always let you know he's there. Whether it's in an obvious way, like it was for me this week or in a quiet way. He'll tell you!

LOVE YOU ALL!

Hermana Franklin

Conference Weekend

Dear Family and Friends,

Hello everyone! This week was SO good. So many good things happening in Midwood!

I don't know what happened to our ward but a lot of people are jumpin' on board with the missionary work thing. A few people brought their friends for Conference... it was fantastic!

I ABSOLUTELY loved conference. I hope everyone else did too.

It's crazy that one year ago I was given the opportunity of a life time. I found out I could serve a mission without waiting to turn 21! And here I am today. I can remember that moment as if it was yesterday. I think that Saturday morning conference session was the mutual answer to thousands of prayers. Seeing as the numbers in the missionary force have grown SO MUCH.

Incredible. I can't really remember what I pictured life would be like as a missionary on that day... I know I must've had something in mind.... Regardless of what it was, I know I didn't picture THIS. Haha. It's so much better than I could've imagined! Life is just great. It's hard. But it's great.

What was everyone's favorite talk? I can't say I really had a favorite. I just loved them all. I must say... Elder Christofferson really nailed it. WOW! What an inspired talk. I know I needed to hear it. I'd submit that EVERYONE needed to hear that.

The confusion surrounding the topic of gender roles and the value of womanhood is simply raging right now. We see it everywhere. And well, quite frankly I've never really been good at discussing this particular topic without getting angry. As a young teenager I always had views on womanhood and motherhood that were slightly different from the majority of latter-day saint women. Quite honestly, I never wanted to be married or have children and the constant reminder that being a wife and a mother was the greatest thing I could do this life in Young Women class just made it less and less appealing to me for some reason. That sounds ironic, but those of you who know me know exactly what I'm talking about.

But I'd say that since those days I have learned a lot about the specific divinity of women and I've grown to love and really respect my calling and my duty as a woman. It is my duty and privilege to defend virtue, to defend purity, and to defend all sacred things of God. As women we are given unique attributes... that of compassion, tenderness and softness of heart that enable us to stand for righteousness by nurturing others. Is that not the job of a mother? Are we not all mothers? As Sheri L. Dew once said, Motherhood is not bearing children...though that is a grand part of it. Eve was named by Adam and by God the Father as Eve, "the mother of all living" long before she bore children. We were foreordained to mother the children of God. I'm so grateful that we as women have the abilities and strengths that we do. We have so very much to offer the world!-- as wives, as mothers, as missionaries, and as church members. The Lord has given us a sacred trust, he has shown how much potential we have BY giving us that sacred trust. He trusts us to teach, nurture, and care for the children that are HIS. SO I would declare God would not give such a great responsibility to some creature whose only purpose in life is to be "sexy". NO. We were born to help our Father to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL CALLING.

THANK YOU Elder Christofferson.

I hope you all learned great a deal! I sure did!

I wish everyone a happy October and I hope everyone is well!

LOVE, Sister Franklin

Beehive from Midwood teaching me how to make rubber band bracelets.  They are all the rage.

A picture of me rockin' the work at a Lemonade Stand.  Someone found it on Instagram and sent the link.

http://ditmasparkcorner.com/blog/photos/the-lemonade-stand

Keeping Covenants

Hello friends and family,

I would like to start my email by saying that my heart goes out to my Oakview ward. I heard about some of the tragedies that took place this last week, and I wish to express my sincerest sympathies to my dear friends back home. I know the sadness will pass with time and I know that our Savior can heal your hearts. To the Jensen family I send all my love and I am offering prayers in your behalf each day.

In light of all that has happened this week, I must say I've had a wake up call. Heavenly Father has put a number of experiences in my path to remind me what this life is REALLY about.

I am so grateful that the Relief Society Broadcast focused on Covenants. I hope everyone that was able to go to the broadcast found it as enlightening as I did.

So, what is life about? It's about making sacred covenants and doing all that is necessary to keep those covenants. Through the saving ordinances we receive we can one day receive the greatest gift of all, exaltation. As has been made very clear to me, life is so very short. The time is now to do what I can to keep the sacred covenants I have made. Not tomorrow, not some time in the near future... The time is NOW.

What does it mean when we keep covenants? When we keep our covenants we are bound to the Savior. I love that! "BIND" is such a powerful word. 

I love how Sister Stephens reminded us that we demonstrate our commitment to the covenants we make every time we act as the Savior would act. I'll admit, I never really thought of it that way. We, as members of the church, have committed to act in the ways of the Lord Jesus Christ... So it would only make sense that Christ-like acts demonstrate covenant keeping! Seems so obvious... but it really flipped a switch on in my brain... don't know about anyone else. Haha.

I've been thinking a lot about what I can do to help the relief society sisters in my ward keep the covenants they made at baptism and eventually make more sacred covenants in the temple. I realized on Saturday that it all starts with me. "Mourn with those that mourn, comfort those who stand in need of comfort." I have been issued a call... and that call is to put away all other distractions so that I can focus solely on the needs of those in the ward in which I'm serving and well in essence, EVERYONE I come in contact with. I would say this is a prime time to think about the covenants I've made with my Heavenly Father and look at what I can do to better demonstrate my dedication to those promises.

So again, after receiving word about Sister Tamra Jensen, I understand a little more than I did before the importance of expressing love to those who are far from me. I love every one of you... family, friends, anyone who may be reading this. You are not alone. Ever! As was mentioned by our Prophet Thomas S. Monson this week, the tribulation we face may bring us to our knees and cause us to seek consolation from the atonement. And this is what helps us grow. No challenge each of us faces is too great, and no trial too difficult for us to overcome. As we keep the covenants we have made at baptism and in the Holy House of the Lord He is bound. He will always keep his end of the deal. Thus, our families are forever. I know, with all that is in me, that families last beyond the veil. The relationships we have with our dear loved ones have been there since before this life began and will go on after this life.

I love you all and may God bless you with the strength you need to endure!

Love Always, Sister Franklin

The Zoo and sisterhood

So this week was a little bit slower... but a lot of good stuff happened...Sorry I didn't really think about what I was going to say before hand. I'm usually better about that. But off the top of my head:

First off, we went to the zoo!! As I may or may not have mentioned before, we do service each week in a nearby park called Prospect Park. The park was designed by the same people who built Central Park, so it has a similar feel to it. Beautiful place...Anyway...inside Prospect Park there is a zoo, and to thank us for the many years of service the missionaries here in Brooklyn have rendered to the Park they let us in for FREE! Wooo! Super fun. So I'll include a couple pictures from that. (Tara didn't send any pictures of the Zoo.:()

So I've been thinking about something a lot. And that thing is...Sisters. A sister is a really unique person. I think everyone can agree that a relationship with a sister is pretty special. As we were riding the train on the way to an appointment the other night we were sitting across from a mom and two daughters. The sisters were very close in age and they had matching clothes on. One had her head resting on the mom's shoulder and the other rested her head on the shoulder of her sister. All were sleeping peacefully. (Well, as peacefully as you can sleep on the Q train. Haha.)

It got me thinking about how much a missed my Sister. How appropriate that her Birthday is tomorrow (Tuesday, Sept. 24th)! So... Jaycee my dear...I would like to dedicate this email to you.

From the beginning of my time here on earth it's always been you and me. "Where did the time go??" People always ask...But I think we know where the time went. The time went to countless hours playing dress up. The time went to watching Beauty and the Beast and Lion King over and over again. Time went to many hours braiding hair and talking about boys. And well, as much as we hate to admit it...it went to many hours of fighting about pretty dumb stuff. Haha.
So where did the time go? It went to US. Time together is what made us the people we are today and it created the relationship we have now. Sometimes though, I like to think about the earlier stages of our relationship. You know, before time actually existed here on Earth. How was it back then? I like to think we were best friends in the premortal life. Or maybe we weren't. Maybe Heavenly Father just knew you were the only person who could put up with me for eternity. Haha. Regardless I think Heavenly Father put us together for a very special reason. I may never figure out for certain the REAL reasons. BUT I have my suspicions. I know one thing for sure...You saved my life in a sense. Because of your expereiences you helped me see what paths I needed to take. I can truthfully say that I would not be where I am right now without your help. So, thank you for all the time you've spent with me. And I thank our Heavenly Father for allowing me to continue the relationship we began before this life.

Here's to families! Here's to sisters! Here's to another day in the life! AND here's to Birthdays! Happy 22nd Birthday Jaycee! 

Keep on keepin' on everyone! Pray for a missionary experience this week, and I promise you it will be given...and when it is, take it!

Love you all!

Sister Franklin

Jamaica and The Ultimate Lesson

     So... I'll just start by saying. This week was INCREDIBLE. I know I say that all the time. But I REALLY REALLY mean it this time. Haha.
     I'll start with saying our Bishop is just amazing. Simply amazing! So is his wife. The Herrera's moved into our ward just before I got here and look, now he's the bishop. The Lord sends ya where he needs ya. That's for sure. I've seen a lot of changes in the ward since he's become the bishop. He is so kind and so loving. He encourages us missionaries so much and thanks us for our hard work. He definitely motivates me to work harder and to be diligent in serving this ward that our good bishop cares for so much. Sister Jorgensen and I went and taught with his wife on Tuesday and it was such pleasure! She is such a great example of "acting well thy part" to the sister's in our ward and to us missionaries. In case there's any question, I'm referring to the talk "We Are Daughters of our Heavenly Father" by Sister Dalton. If you haven't read it recently... GO READ IT! Love that one.

     Hopefully I can do justice to this next story via email... it's a little complex and there's a lot to it... so I pray it makes at least a little sense.

     I was asked to participate in a public concert that the missionaries in Zone 6 were putting on. Along with Sister Blosil (from the Midwood English district) and Elder Goates and Elder Erickson from my district. (In case anyone wants to know... Sister Blosil is pretty much famous for her beautiful voice, Elder Goates is a vocal performance major from BYU and has got PIPES, and Elder Erickson may or may not be the best, or next to the best, piano player I've ever met..,Sooooo not really sure why they invited me, but I'm sure lucky they did.) (Sister Freeze and Sister Jorgensen stayed here in Midwood while Sister Blosil and I along with the Elders spent Saturday in Jamaica, Queens singing/performing and inviting people to church.
     It was a pretty cool experience. We were in kind of a big... like, mall? Thing? I don't know... regardless, we sang near a food court where a lot of people could gather and listen should they choose to. A LOT of people came and expressed interest in learning more and there were even a few people who were taught lessons right there in the food court. How cool is that!?

After the concert was finished, we planned to just head home to Brooklyn. BUT the Lord had a much better plan in mind for us.
     As we were just about to head down into the Subway station to get home, a man dressed in Muslim attire stopped us and said, "You guys are Mormons, right?" "Yes, we sure are!" was our reply... Now, at this point in time I hate to admit I was trying to think of all the many ways you can say "Sir, we really don't have time to argue but thank you for your opinion and your time" and which version of that phrase would be best for the situation. I immediately repented when he responded to our confirmation that we were indeed Mormons... He said, "Would you mind teaching me about what you believe? There are so many unreliable, hateful sources out there I simply can't trust what I see on the internet or read in a book. The only people who can accurately tell you about the beliefs of another religion are those who practice THAT religion." (You have to understand...this RARELY happens...usually people who approach us like that only want to argue or mock us. So this was a HUGE blessing, and well, a shock.) We all felt good about this, and said we'd be happy to teach him about our beliefs. He then said, "Hey, actually, would you mind coming back to the school and teaching me and my fellow scholars as well."   UMM, CLARO QUE SÍ. It's not everyday you get invited to a Muslim school to teach Latter-Day Saint doctrine.

     So we went down the block to the school. We removed our shoes before entering... (always super cool to participate in the traditions of other faiths and cultures, I LOVE IT!) and were seated in the office of the dean of the school. He came back with the Dean of the school. He kindly greeted us and offered us coffee or tea... And so it began! Haha...We taught them ALL of the missionary lessons including, The Restoration, The Plan of Salvation, The Gospel of Jesus Christ, The Word of Wisdom, The Law of Chastity, Tithing, Ordinances and temple work, and Missionary Work!
     They taught us about the Muslim beliefs and we learned LOTS about the history of Islam. I discovered that they actually have extremely similar doctrine to us. Interesting right? I had no idea. They believe in a pre-existence and an after-life just as we do... and they have very similar views on family and chastity. However, the extreme difference between our religions is Jesus Christ. They are not Christian. They do not believe that Jesus was the son of God. They do believe he was a prophet and they love him very much, but they do not worship him in anyway or acknowledge him as a savior for mankind.

     I thought about my relationship with my Savior Jesus Christ and tried to imagine my life without that. It simply couldn't be. I'm so grateful for my knowledge that Jesus did indeed suffer every pain and affliction for all of us…he paid the price of our lives and made it possible to receive a fullness of joy.

This experience was one of the most enlightening and powerful experiences I've had in my life. I don't think I've ever had a spiritual witness that God lives quite like that. It was such a unique situation. It was truly a blessing to speak openly and freely about the doctrine of Christ and have no fear of ridicule or disrespect.
     Before we left, we gave them all the pamphlets we used to teach and gave them both a copy of The Book of Mormon.  Adam, the one who stopped us on the street gave me his personal copy of the Koran. SO AWESOME, right? He marked the chapters that really changed his life. Interesting to note that Adam is from Puerto Rico. So we got to speak a little Español. And hey, now that I've gotten pretty good at this Spanish thing... I can learn Arabic. Wooo!
     I think the greatest thing I took away from it was that God loves us. He truly does, and he allows us to experience what we need to in order to progress in our lives. I don't expect that either of those men will join the church anytime soon. And you know what, it's okay. Adam said to us, "There must have been some reason why God gave me the courage I needed to talk to you." And he's right. God does have his reasons. So whatever the reason, the four of us were meant to cross paths with those two great men that day.
We traveled back to Brooklyn and discussed what had happened. We all felt similar spiritual impressions and feelings. Love those missionaries we'll all remember that experience forever.
     After an hour and twenty minutes on the train, we were home. and shortly after that.... TRANSFER CALLS.
Dun. Dun. Duuuuunn.
And well. I'm staying here in MIDWOOD! WITH SISTER JORGENSEN. First time transfers didn't just throw me a huge curve ball. Couldn't be happier. Sista. J and I are going to rock this.
Best week ever!
Hope everyone else had a great week too! Keep the faith!
Love,
Hermana Franklin

      Me in Prospect Park

The View from my apartment window.

So Ghetto but so super cool!

 

Sister Jorgensen and Me (SYD)