Week 55 "Knocking on Doors and Laughing"


PDAY IN LYON 
Video of Soeur Cusick and I in Lyon on Pday: you can only view this on the blog abbyinlyon.blogspot.com 

Soeur Cusick, Soeur Jones, Souer Driggs, Soeur Glazier

Another week as a France Lyon missionary has come and gone. 
Here are 10 things I love about being a missionary......
ready... go!
1. Being able to have time to study and soak in the scriptures
2. Watching people's life change little by little from the gospel
3. Talking with tons of other missionaries at zone conferences and district meeting


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4. Having an excuse to testify and talk of Christ, wherever I go, whatever I do
5. French cheese-  there are so many different kinds!
6. Meeting new people and finding out how similar I am to people I never would have guessed


7. I have never slept better in my life. After I finish saying my
prayers at the end of the night, I literally just plop/ roll over onto the bed. Half my body still hanging off the bed.. because I am too tired to move the other half. Then I fall asleep.


8. Serving. I forget so many of my personal problems because I have opportunities to serve every day.
9. Singing our mission hymn (les anges dans nos compagnes... angles we have heard on high) at every mission conference
10. Watching people experience the cleansing power of the atonement of Jesus Christ

There are a lot of hard parts about being a missionary, and usually, people only hear about the highlights of the work. But I find I am a lot happier when I try to see the positive. So "viola."


This week we had the new baby bleues stay over at our apartment. They were all very jet lagged, greasy haired, and tired from the long travel to France. It makes me feel old in the mission when new missionaries come in who don't even know their first companion yet. The next day we helped with the bleus conference. We made a salad and set up some fruit. We watched the bleus get their trainers and it was
so awesome. The trainers were just fired up to find out who they were going to train. And the bleus so nervous, some crying (happy tears), as they found out where their first assigned city would be.

Baby bleues staying at our house for their first night in France


We ported (knock on) some doors this week. I love Soeur Cusick as my companion because she always makes kind of blaaa experiences really funny.
Before every door we knocked on she would start singing some weird song or say, "hello mommmm" just before the person answered the door.
Normally when you port houses it is like, oh boy, here we go. But with Soeur Cusick, I was just laughing so hard that when they opened the door we were both just smiling so big trying not to laugh. If you ever need a big dose of humility, go knock on some random doors in France and tell them you have a message about the restored gospel. It felt really good to get rejected and be able to just walk away loving those people still.

View of Lyon from Fourvière

Sadly, we were not able to have a lesson with "S" this week because she (along with many others) are still on vacation. But we are having a lesson with her at Amandine's tonight.  We found out "S" lives in not in our sector. So we will actually be trying to pass her to the missionaries she lives closer to. But, that is okay. I am just so happy she has been introduced to the gospel.

I love you 💕 Have a great week this week. You are all starting school. Have fun getting in that fall season, putting on your sweatshirts, going to Friday night football games, eating molasses cookies, and watching the leaves change colors!

Love Abby



I received a package from my family!!! lucky charms and costco uncooked tortillas, letters etc.. 
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Week 54 "Staying with Soeur Cusick"

Transfer news update: I am staying in Ecully a 3rd transfer and staying with Soeur Cusick! I am really happy. We get along so well and she is just one of my best friends. 
So turns out everyone in France decides to take a 2 week vacation in August. Which means almost all the members are out of town and all our amis. Sighhh. 
Do you remember when I told you about that girl named "S" who we met in the ice cream shop? Who is friends with Amandine, the recent convert? Okay well we saw her again this week and taught her in her cafe. She doesn't have a huge religious background but I know she feels the spirit when we teach her. And she wants it. We invited her to be baptized and she said yes. It was a really cool experience of faith for me. When we first just said, "Hello. Oh this is a cool cafe. Do you own it?" A few weeks ago, I would have never imagined that fast forward a couple weeks and we are inviting her to be baptized, in that same cafe! Sometimes the spirit will prompt us to do things and we don't know why. We can't see into the future. So we trust. We trust the holy ghost will lead us. We trust that Heavenly Father knows what he is doing. 
You know when you just have a hard day? Or something someone says to you just makes you feel stressed? Okay well that happened to me. Before my mission I thought, "why does everyone get all stressed out on their mission? I am not going to be that person. I am just going to choose not to be stressed." But then real life hits you and it gets hard. We happened to be right by the President's house yesterday when I was feeling down. So I called Soeur Brown and she told us to come in. She was just by herself cooking. She gave me a hug and we all talked and laughed and cried. Oh we also drank diet coke in lounge chairs out by her pool. Literally biggest tender mercy in the exact moment I needed it. I sat there thinking, Heavenly Father REALLY knows me. He knows exactly what I need. He knows what makes me stressed and sad and he knows how to help me. He gave me Soeur Brown on this mission so that I would be able to do it. Ahhhhhhhh I love Soeur Brown. 
I have a testimony that God created us to be different. Think of this beautiful world he created. Is any tree or flower the exact same? No. We need diversity. We cannot all be the same. "Comparison is the thief of joy." The minute we start comparing our personality or our weaknesses to someone's strengths, we are unhappy. I believe we can be inspired by other people. They can motivate us to become better. But God gave each one of us different talents and strengths.
 The times I have been happiest out here on the mission, is when I am not comparing myself and I'm just being myself and trying to do MY best. I also have a testimony that Heavenly Father wants us to be happy, and Satan wants us to be sad. The spirit brings peace, encouragement, and correction. While Satan brings fear, discouragement, and comparison. 
Soane River

Jacob 2:8 says "And it supposeth me that they have come up hither to hear the pleasing word of God, yea, the word which healeth the wounded soul." I know that the scriptures and prayer are things that will heal us daily. We can't expect to go to church on Sunday and then feel good the whole rest of the week. We need to do the daily things. We NEED to do the daily things. As in our spirits need it to be healed. To be healed from all the things the world and Satan attack us with. I always feel better after I read the scriptures.
This mission is hard. But I am changing. I am growing. And I know it is where I am supposed to be. 

Love Abby
Soeur Obretch sent this to me! My Grandma Nancy and Grandpa Max serving their mission in the Geneva Switzerland (2009)

Passport photo before the mission ....and right now. The mission makes you REALLY tired!!

Soeru Cusick with my hair
Me with Soeur Cusick's hair:)

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Week 53 "Preaching the Gospel in Ice Cream Shops"


This week Soeur Cusick and I had an opportunity to present at Ecully Zone Conference. We wore MATCHING outfits!  Hahah. We are crazy. We presented about online proselyting because we will be using facebook soon. We talked about how habits we learn now as missionaries with sharing the gospel on social media will bless us for the rest of our lives. It went better than I thought.

This week was better than last week. I think I am just coming to accept the fact that I am always tired as a missionary. I also received a blessing from the assistants which I was so grateful for. I love the priesthood. I never want to live without the priesthood in my life. I felt a lot of strength and peace after the blessing. Just like, okay, you know what? It is going to be okay. You are doing just fine. Keep going.

Timéo was baptized on Saturday! (Amandine son. The girl who got baptized a month ago.) He was SO excited for the baptism. For the interview earlier that week, I saw him across the street just looking so swag. With his fedora and cool glasses. I loved watching how happy Amandine looked at the baptism. As we sat there, I looked at Timéo. I saw so much potential in this cute boy. I saw him receiving the priesthood, preparing for a mission, and getting married in the temple
one day. What an amazing journey he has begun. It was very sweet watching Timéo walk into the baptismal font. He tiptoed in and said, "ahhh, it is really hot in here!" He was so hesitant about coming in the water. He felt nervous. But what a sweet experience watching him get baptized.

The other week, a member took us to a cafe to get ice cream. There wasn't anyone in the cafe except for us and the woman working there. I felt like I should talk to her so I  asked her if she owned the restaurant. She said yes. We talked a little bit longer. Then left. Nothing too crazy. But a couple weeks later, Amandine said, "Hey I have to show you something!" She had posted this picture of us on her facebook from Lucie's baptism. And her friend commented on the photo and said, "Hey! I know those girls! They came into my ice cream shop the other day! They are so cute." So we decided to go get ice cream again at her shop and visit her with Amandine since they were friends.
We ended up sharing a spiritual thought with her there at the ice cream shop. Then this last week we had another lesson with her in the ice cream shop! Amandine invited her to come to Timéo's confirmation yesterday at church. And SHE CAME! It was a testimony to me that by small and simple things, big things happen. By just saying hello to her at the ice cream shop, she recognized us on facebook, then we taught her, and then she came to church. Big miracle.

Today was President's pday. We spent time at the mission home with the President and Sister Brown. It was super fun and super wet. President also taught me how to play volleyball better so that is awesome. Ahhhhhh I love my mission friends. I hope I hang out with them forever. I love American bbq food. I love water fights. I love Soeur Brown

Love,

Abby 


One year. Celebrated with an ice cream and PostIt note

Soeur Kelly

Exchange with Soeur Brooksby


Soeur Houkin made a Tahitian flower crown


Me and my comp, Sour Cusick

THANK YOU AUNT ALY FOR THE GIANT GUMMY BEAR


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Week 52 "One Year!"

In a couple days I hit my year mark. WHATTTTT. I have loved this year. But it has also been the most challenging year of my life. The craziest emotional rollercoaster. Starting in the Provo MTC and then to Nice, Montpellier, and now Ecully. 
I love the people I have met. The trials who have turned me into someone better. The best friends I have made here.
So this week was hard. I don't even know why it was hard. I felt so tired. I felt that I had been on my mission for 10 years and that I will be here for another 6 years. I know I know. Everyone keeps telling me, it will FLYYYY by. But this week I felt like I was walking through silly putty.


 I am going to be honest because I am an honest gal. Missions are amazing. But they are hard. I am grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ who helps me continue through hard moments. Sometimes I don't realized how much Jesus Christ is helping me, but when I look back, I realize I couldn't have done it without him.

One day this week, we had one lesson in the morning with a family in the ward, and then everything after that got canceled. We made calls for the week for an hour to fix rdvs for our exchange, and no one answered. It was like 4:00 and I felt like such a potato plop for sitting in the apartment all day making calls. I thought, well, at least we will have an awesome rdv with "E" (our ami) tonight and will have a fun dinner chez elle. But then 2 minutes before we were
about to leave, she calls us and says, sorry girls, I am going to have to cancel tonight, something came up. After we hung up, I just sat there staring blank faced at Soeur Cusick. She looked and me and just starts dying laughing. Because we were too emotional drained to cry so it was easier to laugh. I just tumbled to the floor and lay there like a splatted pancake. And let out a nice long scream.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Then Soeur Cusick gets out her ipad and says, "I'm doing it. I'm playing the song." And I thought, no I am really not in the mood to play a song. But then she starts playing an EFY jam. And we stand up and start doing cheer moves. Like full on cheerleading routine "go big o, high v, pump it up." And we were going crazy and just laughing our heads off. After I felt so exhausted from laughing so hard. But it felt a lot better than crying. I am so grateful for Soeur Cusick. Who is a positive person. Who makes me laugh in
situations when the last thing you feel like doing is laughing. I am grateful that she is expressive. That she likes talking out problems and thoughts. I love that she is honest and so real. That she admits to the difficulty of a mission, missing family, stress of contacting, just real mission stuff.

We had some cool miracle this week. Finally had a RDV with "T" again. Then a member brought a friend to church and we taught she and her 2 kids. She is from Portugal and has read half way through the Book of Mormon.

I love the Zinns. She made chicken broccoli casserole for Sunday dinner last night and I wanted to cry it was so good. Just some American goodness. She made it because Elder Underwood requested it for his last meal at the Zinns. He is going home in a couple weeks. I love how real the Zinns are. They are great examples to me of reaching out
to people outside of the church and never judging anyone. I just love how the gospel of Jesus Christ looks different on every person. It is the same doctrine, the same gospel, but we are unique individuals. So the gospel will look a little different on everyone. Different hair colors, sizes, shapes, different family traditions, etc. But the gospel of Jesus Christ is for everyone.



I know that Heavenly Father is watching over me and my family. Not just because I am on a mission. But because he loves me. And I feel his love. Last night there was a thunderstorm. I sat out on the porch and read the Book of Mormon and just cried. I was reading Nephi 17.
About when he heals the people who were sick in ANY manner (probably everyone) and then weeps with the children. I felt his love so strong.



Sometimes you just want to be tough and power through and be the best and never be sad. But then you realize you are weak. And you NEED Jesus Christ. And even if you always choose the right and you read your scriptures every night, you are still going to have trials. But when we let Jesus Christ into our lives, and we let him just sit by our side and comfort us, our trials become bearable. I feel of Jesus Christ's love for me. Even if my trials aren't as big as some peoples.
I feel that Christ cares what I am going through. I am so grateful for Jesus Christ. He truly gives me the strength, peace, and comfort I need every single day of this mission.

Love,

Abby

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Week 51 "Lucie's Baptism"


Parc de la tête d'or with Giuliana and Bliss

Right now... we are driving home from Parc de la tête d'or with the Val de Soane Soeurs. "Embark" the EFY song is playing and I'm just jamming and crusin around Ecully. Whoohoo for EFY music! 
So I will start out with the first cool miracle that happened this week. Monday night we were on the bus coming home from institute with the Elders ami, Lucie. Do you remember that ami "T" I met about a month ago? The girl from Madagascar who was super interested?  Okay, well 3 weeks ago she just kind of dropped off the face of the earth. I was super sad about it. So we were on the bus coming home Monday, and I look around at all the people. And I think to myself, I wonder if "T" is on this bus. So I look around, and she isn't. The bus stopped and people started getting off and right in front of me, I think I see "T". So I tap on her from the back, she turns around. And it is HER! She says to me, "Oh sorry, Im getting off this stop." I panic and Soeur Cusick and I say, "Uhhhh, yeah, we are too!" Soeur Cusick and I were already late getting home. We were 2 bus stops away from our house. But I felt the spirit telling me so quickly and quietly to get off the bus with "T". So we did. We talked to her and found out why she lost contact with us. She had lost her phone THREE times in the past 2 weeks. I think Satan was seriously trying so hard to not have us have contact with her. You know, I really have gained a testimony of the importance of being obedient. Even being exactly obedient. But I also believe that I shouldn't be a robot and I need to be in tune with the spirit and FOLLOW the spirit. Even though it wasn't "exactly obedient" to be home late, we followed the spirit to get off the bus with "T". And now we have contact with her again. I really hope to see some progress with her soon. 

Lucie's Baptism
This Saturday was Lucie's baptism! She is Elder Fiala and Elder Sorensen's ami. But we have also had the opportunity to teach her with them. After some talks were given, everyone walked into the other room to watch Lucie be baptized.  We went into the bathroom with Lucie (that leads to the baptismal font), but the door was LOCKED! So we ran to go get my keys in the chapel. But when we came back in the bathroom, she was gone! And then we walk out of the bathroom and I hear her coming out of the water in the other room.  We are all- ah! What? They already baptized her? So we run into the bathroom and she just walks into the room. Dripping wet.  So clean. So pure. SO happy. Alors- sadly we didn't get to SEE her be baptized because we were running around looking for the keys. Haha. But it is okay. The best part was hugging her right after she came out of the font and seeing how happy she was.

 She was literally giggling and just smiling so big. The best part about people being baptized is watching how they change. Baptism is just such a fresh start. A new life. Leaving behind old mistakes and going forward with a clean slate. With courage. With faith. And I know that every time we take the SINCERELY take the sacrament, we can also have that fresh start.  We don't need to dwell on who we used to be. Or the mistakes we made that week. If we sincerely repent, we can move forward, with a clean slate, with courage, and with faith. 
Church was a big miracle this Sunday.  My friend "E" came! AHhhhhhhhh. I was soooooooooooo happy when she walked in the room. I jumped out of my seat and motioned for her to come sit by me. Also, a member from Portugal brought one of her friends to church, and she loved it! Ahhh- I love when members and missionaries work together.  
RCM with our new DMP and family from Colombia

A couple days this week, I was having such a hard time focusing. We were in a lesson with a member, and I LITERALLY could not get myself to focus. I was so so tired. Sometimes it is so easy to think of what my life will be in 6 months. When I am home. For as long as I can remember, I have known I would serve a mission. It was my goal and I have been preparing for it for a while. But now I am here. And I know my mission will come to an end before I know it. I want to be present. But what am I supposed to prepare for, you know? Like-ahhhhhhhh! Leaving on my mission felt like I was jumping off a cliff. I didn't really know what it would be like. But what is life even like after the mission?! ahhhh. 


But I am really grateful for some personal revelation I received this week. I was taking the sacrament, and just sitting there praying and thinking. And I asked Heavenly Father one thing I could work on. I wasn't receiving an answer. But then one word came into my mind. Patience. Not only being patient with things that bug me in certain moments. But just with where I am right now in my life. "Patience little Abigail. Patience." Just be where you are right now. Life will unfold as it needs to. 
Institue with the Geedes couple, Anne Mebodo, Sam and Lucie

I am so grateful that Heavenly Father gives me personal revelation as I need it. I am grateful that the holy ghost helps me feel at peace. That he helps me improve little by little. 

Love Abby

 
Soeur Holmgren is engaged (she was my trainer in Nice!) Also, cute Soeur Rigby is in the office chair. I showed her a picture of my Grandma Nancy and told her that she reminded me of her...She started crying when she saw a picture of Grandma.

Marriage wall in the mission office! Soeur Holmgren is up


Soeur Siles made us Paella...She is originally from Spain

Giuliana and Lea trying on our name tags. Future missionaries!!

Exchange with Grenoble Soeurs

Soeur Brown
Cleaning the Obretchs apartment
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