I Dyed

Zdrastvuitye!

I would walk 500 miles... and I would walk 500 more. That about sums up the week. We've been in a finding stage for a while now, so most of our proselyting time consists of walking and trudging and slipping and sliding and jumping and shuffling. So much ice, so little pavement. It makes me feel a lot less uncoordinated when I see other Russians slip or fall on the ice. Is that a bad thing to say? If the natives fall... then it's okay that I do too. We've met lots of really cool people on the street, just not a lot that are interested.

We did see quite a few miracles this week though! Our investigator with the two daughters actually called us and asked if we could come over! That in itself if amazing because usually it's like pulling teeth to try and set up an appointment with her. When we went over to her apartment, everything was clean, she was dressed, she was in a good mood, and her children were all ready as well. I cannot accurately describe how amazing that is. The first time we visited with her, she and her apartment were both in shambles, she wasn't in a good mood, and her kids were fighting... as a whole, not a great atmosphere. It continued to be like that for a while. Seeing her in an orderly apartment and in a happy mood was such a huge deal! She was smiling and laughing even when one of her daughters was hooliganing, and SHE asked US if we could read the scriptures together. It's been an amazing blessing to see how much the gospel really changes people's lives. She just has a completely different light about her. She knows that baptism is the right path, and we know she's ready to make that step. The only problem is she won't come to church. Gotta keep praying and believing!!!

On a less spiritual note... Sister Jensen and I had a horrifying encounter with a bug in our apartment this morning that I hope does not exist in America. I'm positive that I have never seen it in America, nor do I ever want to see it there. Picture a daddy long leg spider with it's creepy long legs morphed with a centipede, and that's exactly what it looks like. I've only ever heard rumors about this bug, but today was the first time (and hopefully the last) I've actually seen it in person. One of the other Sisters in the mission had an unfortunate encounter with the little monster. She said that one crawled up in her bed at night and bit her on the face. She said that it was ridiculously painful and it looked like someone punched her in the cheek when she got up the next morning. It was swollen to the point that she couldn't open one of her eyes all the way. Gross! I saw the little devil parading around our bathroom when I got up and it's millions of creepy legs ran too fast for me to squish it. I heard a few squawks of fear come from the bathroom later that morning and I figured Sister Jensen had found it again. I definitely wasn't wrong. She smashed it with a shampoo bottle and left it in the middle of the floor. Classy. One of the legs fell off and kept twitching for a solid 30 seconds. I hope it was just a lone wolf and doesn't have a whole family hiding in our bathroom. Not down with that.

Sister Jensen and I decided that it would be fun to dye our hairs, so we did! On Saturday night we stopped by a little store that had lots of hair dye in it and spent probably too much time picking our colors. Thankfully they were all American brands and there wasn't anything sketchy. After our nightly planning session, we commenced with the hair dying! Sister Jensen literally died her hair the exact same color as her natural hair on accident. If I hadn't physically seen her dye her hair, I wouldn't have even known that she dyed it at all. Welp, now we know. I dyed my hair kind of a burgundy color. I really like it! I'll send a picture of it later. It must not look too different because only 1 person noticed at church.... and it was an Elder from my District. Awkward.

Welp, that's all for this week! Keep being squishing scary bugs with random household objects! Love you!

Do Svidanya!

Love,

Sister Megan Wagstaff