Wednesday, July 24, 2013

July 22

Hey everyone!

Well hey there! Another week, another transfer evaded! Hah!

This will actually mark the third time in my mission that both my companion and I have BOTH stayed in an area. :P Change is just something you get used to I guess.

You know What's weird? If I was a sister missionary I'd be coming home on Wednesday. Thank GOODNESS for that Y-chromosome (no offense to any female readers)!
well. This week, was miraculous. We had a split with the zone leaders and we committed one of their investigators to BAPTISM! I love inviting people to be baptized SO MUCH. So that was awesome. :) Also, we had something happen that's never happened to me before. We give a lot of cards to people in this line of work, like a lot, and they never call back. it's kind of funny, if you think someone has real potential you get their phone number, but if they won't give them a phone number you leave them a card, just in case someday in the future it MIGHT possibly do some good, but as a general rule, people you give cards to don't call you.

Except for one.
Yep. yesterday in church we got a phone call from some lady we talked to in the metro the day before. I don't even remember her, but she said she wants us to come over and meet her, her husband, and her son this week. The first time I've ever given someone a card and had them actually call us back. That was really cool. :)
Everything about what we do here is cool actually. I don't think I've had a day that's gone by that hasn't been wonderful. This really is the Lord's work, and I'm so happy to be a part of it.
I love you all! Have a good week!


--
Elder Christensen

July 15

Woah! Back on track!

Hello hello hello!
Well. The last few weeks have been pretty nuts, but we're finally starting to get things here mellowed out.... Just in time for transfer calls. :P
So. lets just take a look at last week really quick. What did we do that was cool? well, we did a lot of walking. Here on the Island we mostly move around via Metro and bus, which means we walk a lot, like real missionaries! I'm finally living the dream. ; ) Metro contacting was really hard at first. A crowded metro train is surprisingly intimidating! But, with time, we've got that pretty well under control. Next stop, bus contacting! Bus contacting is the most awkward form of contacting known to the Canada Montréal mission. When you master bus contacting, you've mastered it all. It's just really unusual for people to be walking back and forth in a bus talking to everyone! And there's always the potential that you'll somehow annoy the bus driver and get thrown off the bus. It's a gamble every time. Oh the exciting life we lead! But don't worry, we're making progress on that one too. :)
Elder Smith, my greenie, is really something else! He's got this uncanny ability to do whatever he's told. 'elder Smith, go contact that lady!' 'ok'
'elder smith, talk to at least two people on this metro car.' 'ok'
'elder smith, give me a foot massage!' 'not on your life'

Alright, maybe not everything he's told. but all the important stuff at least. ; )
We also had a cool zone meeting the other week where we all got to meet the new mission president and his family. he's here with four kids! One of them, Marie, is leaving on a mission to Lyon France in a little under a month. The youngest is 9. Isn't that nuts?! They had to transfer schools and everything, all the way up from Tampa Florida. Whew. But, President Patrick is, well, pretty dang boss. He carries a sort of feeling with him, that commands respect. But in the way that Grandparents do it. He doesn't strike fear into our hearts or anything, we just know we can trust him! Hah, at church yesterday I went to shake his hand and he pulled me into a giant bear-hug and said 'Hey elder Christensen. How's it going?' He's a great guy. And his kids are great too! I'm in the process of trying to win over his daughter Emily. She's 9.
As far as the work goes, we've been having TONS of success with less active members! We have  8 missionaries here in the ward, two elder teams, a sister team, and a senior couple, and between us we've got the 80ish membres moins pratiquant pretty well covered! It's really rewarding to watch someone come into the church and see one of the members yell his name in disbelief and then run up to give him a hug. :) The ward here is amazing, and so are all the members, active and less-active alike. We're all super excited to see what the place can do once we have everyone back on track and working together!
Alright, that's it for my week! Next week..... information on Transfers!!! I'm not expecting big things.... but, well, we all know how that can work out in funny ways sometimes. So! Keep me in your prayers, and we'll see ya later!
je vous aime beaucoup! Que Dieu soit avec vous!

--
Elder Christensen

July 8

(no email, just a quick note to the family)

July 1

letter to the ward

(The ward did another spotlight on Justin. I thought it would be great for him to write them a letter.)

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well, I love and miss all of you (but not enough to come back anytime soon)

Thank you to all of you who have written to me! It's always wonderful to get news from back home. (hint, hint)

My mission here in Montreal is wonderful. I've learned and grown so much, It's hard to believe! And everyday there's more of the same. I'd like to share a couple of the most important things I've learned over the past year and a half;

1) It's not that big of a deal. No matter what happens, no matter what goes wrong, no matter how hard life gets, it's not as bad as it seems when you have the perspective of the gospel. In one of my areas we taught a man who was going through a seperation, fighting chronic depression, looking for a job, and facing bankruptcy and the loss of his house and car. Many people would have used that situation as an excuse to turn inward "I don't have time to think about others right now", "Why isn't God there for me?" "I can't afford to devote my time to the missionaries" Etc. But, this wonderful man chose to turn outward, not only accepting our visits, but coming to church each week, offering his help to members of the ward, and even coming with us to other teaching appointments. This investigator taught me that there really isn't anything that should get inbetween us and the Lord.

2) God answers prayers. There isn't a single prayer that is ever prayed that goes un-answered by anyone. Sometimes we don't look for the answer, and sometimes we choose to ignore it. We have worked with many people who have received answers to their prayers, but chosen to ignore them and continue in their old habits. We have also worked with people who have chosen to heed the answers the Lord gives them, and we've watched their lives change and improve. Always search for and heed the counsel of the Lord as you prayerfully search for his inspiration, and never ever think that He won't answer your prayer, no matter how small.

I wish I had time to tell you more, but I'm running out of time, so I'll just have to wait until I see you again in person.

Thanks again for your devotion to the Lord, and for the love and support I feel from you all!

The church is true, the book is blue, and don't let anyone tell you different!

Love
--
Elder Christensen

June 24

mi familia!



Yo apprendo espanol! Un poquito. Estonces, no poede escribir en espanol. Pues, voy escribir en anglais.
Or something like that.
The thing about Montréal, is that their are LOTS of different people here. Lots of nationalities, languages, cultures, everything. You pick up a bit of everything. We have an investigator, who lives with a less active member, who we visit every week. She (the investigator) is from Québec, and speaks French and Spanish. He, (the member) is from Mexico and speaks English and Spanish.
Nosatros hablamos Anglais y Francais. Es diffìcile.
But! One of the things tying all of these nations and cultures together, is their love for a good party, which is why we didn't write you an e-mail yesterday on le jour du jean-bâptiste, because we had a change in schedule to work around one such party.
That's also the reason that I don't have a ton of time. But! I thought I'd fill you in a bit. This week was awesome. We're starting to get settled into life here on the Island of Montréal, but meanwhile the mission is about to go through a huge change! Our mission is getting a new mission president on Friday, President Patrick. Did any of you watch that mission president Broadcast on Sunday? If you didn't you SHOULD, and you can probably find it on LDS.org. It was all about member missionary work, and it was amazing. Also, in said Broadcast, Elder Nelson tells a story about a stake in Tampa Florida, and some of the miracles they had. The at-the-time stake president, just so happens to be my incoming mission president, president Patrick. :)
Needless to say, we will miss our beloved Cannons, but! We're also excited to see how the Lord will carry the work here forward through the new president. I'll fill you in a bit more next week, after he's here.
I love all of you! Thanks for your prayers!

June 17

Chere Famille!

Bonjour mes chères! How the heck are all of you?
I am just wonderful here on the Sunny Island of Montréal, or should I say the cloudy, rainy, still not fully embracing the spring of a new year, Island of montréal. :P But! We work with what we've got.

Unfortunately, I neither have much time, nor much to say, but! This week was.... insanity. I fell in love, SO many times this week. Just ask my companion.
Mais mon collegue! C'est vrai que vous ne lui connaissez pas encore! Well, my companion is named Elder Smith, (one of the 8 in our mission) and he's From BC! No, not DC, like washington, BC, like British Colombia! If any of you know where Vancouver is, he's from around there. :P And he's awesome. We've had a good week this week, a lot of laughs, a lot of knocking, and a lot of time getting lost! We do still have a car, but we try not to use it very often since the Island of Montréal comes fully equipped with a ginormous metro system! We've been spending a lot of time underground this week, and we'll stay down there until we turn into bon-a-fied Metro Rats. We're stoked. :) Our ward is awesome. We have 8 missionaries in this ward. Two elder teams, a sister team, and a senior couple, and we're all one happy district, so we work together pretty closely, and we usually have a few people at church between the 8 of us. :P This week, we had 3 of our investigators come, including a family from a teeny tiny Island near Madagascar, whose name constantly escapes me. But! they came with their adorable little 5 year old boy and 4 year old girl. We also met our recent converts, a couple of kids about the age of 9 or 10, whose father is a wonderful member of the church. That was sort of what I meant about falling in love here. There are SO MANY KIDS in Montreal! It's awesome! I've been falling in love with them all week. :)
Well, that's about it for my time, but! Feel free to pray for the inhabitants of montréal, because there is a lot of potential here, we've just gotta find it!
I love you all, have a good week!


--
Elder Christensen

June 10

Just when you think you've got it all figured out

Hey everyone! So. As the title may suggest, we got some surprising news this week.

I don't remember if I even mentioned transfer calls in my last e-mail, but they were Saturday. Elder Wright and I weren't expecting anything TOO exciting, we knew there was a decent chance that he'd leave, but we were ready to roll with that. I should have known better. If there's anything I've learned on my mission, it's that
"God's logic is different from Man's logic" -Sister Jordan.

So basically, I got transferred. Again. Elder Wright got transferred too, which means that our beloved Hawkesbury will be getting two new elders that don't know anything about it, and there will be no one here to tell them what to do! That being said, we've been quite busy since that phone call setting things up to help them out. As I was going over our member list yesterday highlighting things in tons of different colors and writing notes on everyones name I thought to myself "gee, I really hope they actually USE all this stuff". But, what can you do? The Lord works for maybe's (read Jacob 5 if you don't believe me) and so do we I guess.

So! On to the good stuff. My dear Elder Wright is going to live MY dream (the jerk)! He's going to Petawawa, which is a teeny tiny little place in the middle of nowhere on the far west border of our mission. Any of you who have been following me may recall that I once served in Chicoutimi, a teeny tiny little place in the middle of nowhere on the far EAST border of our mission. I wanted to get both edges. ; ) But! He'll be way happy up there. 

As for myself, I'll be serving on the Island of Montreal in the French speaking ward of Ville-Marie. I'm also training again. So, not only am I leaving my beloved area here in Hawkesbury to get two new elders, I'm inheriting the beloved area that some other missionaries had to do the same thing to! I've been working extra hard to prep this area for the newcomers in the hopes that Karma DOES exist, and my counterparts in Ville-Marie will be as kind to me and the noobie. 

What the Noobie?! I'm TRAINING again! Hah! I'm actually pretty stoked for that. :) I was admittedly upset when I got my transfer call, but I had a nice chat with the Big Guy about it, and now I feel better. The conclusion I've come to, is that Hawkesbury was a tender Mercy of the Lord. Our whole mission revolves around the Island of Montreal, which is a MASSIVE monstrosity, teeming with people of all shapes and sizes. Anything you might want to find in the entire world, you can Find in Montreal. It's a big, busy place, and nothing that happens there ever happens slowly. When I was in Laval, I was right NEXT to the action, and it was still stressful and tiring. Basically, God allowed me to come out here for this short time to have these wonderful experiences, and take a breather from the insanity of Montreal, so instead of complaining that I'm "Leaving too soon", I should really just be grateful I even got to come out here! I've loved this branch and these people with all of my heart, and it was a needed break from the madness of Island life. Now, with my batteries recharged, new friends to get my back, and new lessons learned to help me out, I'm going back into the action one more time. Wish me luck? I'll keep you posted on how it all goes. 

Bises!
--
Elder Christensen

June 3

A week to remember

Hey hey tout le monde! It's another sunny day here in Canada, where even the sunniest of days can apparently turn to the raniest of storms in a matter of minutes. Such has been our life this week.
"Do you think we should grab the Umbrella before we leave Elder Christensen?"

"Of course not Elder Wright! Have you seen the sky today? It's gorgeous!"

"I know, but the weather said we might have rain today...."

"Listen. Who do you trust more, me or the Weather man?"

Poor Elder Wright should probably have listened to the weather man. On that particular occasion we did have ONE umbrella in the trunk, which we both tried to use at the same time. The end result? One half of each of us was drenched. But, that's what life is about right? 

The weather has been tempermental this week to say the least, but it has made for some GORGEOUS days! I didn't ever really pay that much attention to the clouds in Utah, but I'm convinced they move faster up here. You can watch them fly across the sky, it's really something, especially when the sun is setting. Canada is another testimony that God is an artist.

Apart from the tempermental weather, we had some tempermental appointments. All week long we had similar things happening, to the point where on saturday we called our potential three hours before we came over, just to double check that all was well for our four o'clock and she assured us that she would be there. When we were standing at her door with our member, however, she was nowhere to be found. We later found that she had somehow gotten all the way down to Ottawa, where her phone had died. Why she took the hour and a half drive to Ottawa three hours before our appointment, I'll never know. But, that's an accurate description of how our week has been. At least, how the FIXED appointments have been. 

One of the most amazing things I've learned as a missionary is that God always has a plan. On the days when it seems like nothing is going right, it's simply not going the way YOU thought it ought to, but it's usually going exactly the way le bon Dieu le voulait. So, when this happens we usually say a quick prayer and try to listen to the spirit. We haven't been disappointed yet as we've stumbled into miracles every day of the week. I think that's a principle that applies pretty well to life. One question we get asked almost every day out here is "If God exists why do bad things happen?" It's a question that comes in a few different forms, but the point is basically the same all the time. People see something awful that happens in the world and they think to themselves "If God is love, that person wouldn't have to suffer". It's a question that is really hard to answer for someone who is currently living a terrible experience. It's tough to tell someone that the tragedy in their life isn't really that big of a deal, and that they ought to just have more faith. :P

Thinking about it, I've realized that that question is, more often than not, brought up by a lack of undestanding about the pre and post mortal lives. Have any of you ever read the talk "the play and the plan" by Bruce R. McKonkie? or was it Boyd K. Packer.... either way, if you type "the play and the plan" into google, it'll auto finish with the correct author. It's a discours given at a youth fireside, where life is compared to a three act play. Every good play has three acts. The introduction, where the stage is set, the characters are introduced, and an important decision is made. A decision which leads to Act two, where the heroes find themselves with a seemingly impossible conflict, which is nicely wrapped up in Act three where we find the classic "happily ever after" that we all look forward to. 

In this talk, we are reminded that we are living in Act two, where the impossible task is. Act two is one of turmoil. There are always problems, there must be problems. With no problems we have no solutions, we have no progress. It's easy, without the knowledge that there is an Act three coming, to become frustrated with the immensity of the "badness" of life, but when we have a knowledge of the gospel plan, we remember that "happily ever after" always comes in act three. A perfect resolution, a solution to all of our problems, Peace and rest from trouble and trials, will not come in this life, because it's not supposed to. That comes next.

So. That's my soapbox for the day. I encourage all of you to look up and read that talk, it's a great one. :) This is getting long, so I'll leave you with one more story and then I'll give you a break.

Saturday we had around six people tell us they could come to church the next day. 
Sunday morning at ten o'clock, there were no non-members in the chapel. I think I'll be permanently scarred by this missionary service, because I've found that it's grown quite difficult for me to fully appreciate sunday services if everyone in the congregation is an active member... So. As the testimonies started, I got to dwelling on that, and I tried to remind myself of the reason we come to church, and right when I was feeling good about that and had made my peace with noone being there, Elder Wright nudged me. "someone just walked in the door, lets go see who it is!"
We hopped up, ran into the foyer, and there found Chad. A man we've recently started meeting with. A man with many, many trials in his life. The man that had told us he'd fast with us to ask for help with those trials, and had assured us he'd be at church on Sunday. 
He was there, and my heart sang. :)

The rest of church (obviously) proceeded to be completely centered on topics that applied directly to his life and his problems, and by the end he'd told us he had a packet of questions to talk about with us that week, and had promised our branch President (who he just HAPPENED to work with a while back. what?) that he'd be back next week for more.

Chad tried to tell us that us being there has meant a lot to him. I don't think he realizes, I don't think any investigator realizes, what it means for a missionary when they walk through the doors of the church on a sunday morning. Why? Because we know what that will do for them. We know how much that will help, and we love them. "there are only two kinds of people in the world, those you love, and those you don't know yet." That statement has sunk into my life over my time here. I know it's true. So get out there and get to know somebody new! You never know, they could save your life. ; )

have a good week everyone! 
Much love,
-- 
Elder Christensen

May 27

BAPTISM!!!

Oh it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a wonderful day in the neighborhood.... when GREGG MARTIN GETS BAPTIZED!!!

Hooboy.

So, I'm going to start with Saturday, because that was the best part of my week. :) Saturday we drove out to the oustkirts of our area (a little town called Alfred) where we were picked up by Annick Gagnon (One of the most marvelous women in the world) and her son David, who drove us back into..... 
                                                               Chapel Hill.
That was nuts! In such a good way. Seeing everyone again was wonderful....it was crazy to think that I was there a YEAR ago! And then Gregg... all in white.... I practically fell to my knees. :) Gregg has been "investigating" for years. His wife Mary is an active temple-endowed member, and their kids are amazing, and Gregg's not half-bad himself. ; ) He's had a calling for the last few years teaching in the Primary with his wife, and he was always at church, even when Mary couldn't make it. As a result of this lengthy investigation/decision making process, it was the largest baptism I have ever attended. We had it in the chapel instead of in the relief society or primary room, as is the norm, and I'm pretty sure we rivaled church attendance in one of the largest wards in the mission. 

Gregg's such a boss. :)

I also managed to see Gary Riviere, one of my other investigators from there, and Randy and Mary-ellen SIBA! :D Just some more of my favorite church members in all of existence. :) The hardest thing in the world was just not hugging everyone I could see! But, I made it through. ; )

After the baptism, the Gagnon's invited us over for dinner, and I sat back down in my usual seat at their table.... the first seat I'd ever sat in in a members home in Canada..... it was nice. :) Then they drove us home.

That was by far the highlight of my week, but I should also mention Abbey-dabby doo, our nine year old recent convert, and her new obsession with..... swing dancing.

I know Missionaries aren't allowed to dance.... but.... but.... she's so cute! ; )

Anyways. Long story short, I got talked into teaching Abbey how to do a few lifts... which she now demands every time I come over. :P you can't say I didn't teach anybody anything as a missionary eh? That was neat. :)

Actually, this week was just good everywhere! We spent Wednesday on the Island in Kirkland (not KirTland ohio, but KirKland, montreal) on a split with the elders there where we had some amazing experiences with some haitians and some egyptians (people from all over the world are prevelant here. I've learned how to say hello and goodbye in more languages than I knew existed before...), and then on Thursday we had our last zone conference with President and sister cannon...... :( They go home at the end of June, and our next zone conference will be in August or september. So. That was cool, but sad. I love my mission president and his wife. They're amazing, and I know they'll do great in whatever calling they get back home too. :) Props to them.

Anyways, this has gotten long, quickly, so I'll end it there and leave you all with a quote that describes quite accurately the way my week has felt. Saturday, as we were trying to track down some formers, a woman answered one of our doors holding a home-made hookah she had jimmy-rigged using a pepsi bottle (very creative, actually), and said 
"God bless you guys, I'm going to coke planet to have fun on my own. Please, no trespassing". 
Hah, that's weird I know, but! Weird things happen to missionaries. Some of you may have been expecting me to tie that statement in with the gospel.

But I'm not going to.

So! God bless you guys, I'm going to Missionary planet to teach the gospel this week. Please,

No trespassing.


Love,
-- 
Elder Christensen