This week was majestic... just majestic. My new companion and I are literally two peas in a pod. Two scoops of icecream in a cone. Two stamps on an envelope. Two meatballs in an italitan sub. You get the point. Anyways, we instantly became best friends upon the first meeting and we are too insane for anyone's good. Thankfully (and ironically) my new companion's name is Sister Thomas! It usually takes me forever to learn my companions' names and I typically have to awkwardly glance at their nametags before it starts to stick. Since my last companion and my new companion have the same last name, all is well in the kingdom. Oh man, I love her so much! She is from California and she and I are goobers together. Our district and our branch think that we are crazy, which isn't completely inaccurate. We always have so much fun together! It is going to be a great cycle, I just know it! I'll talk about her more later.
Saying goodbye to my old companion Sister Thomas was pretty sad. We had a fun, peaceful companionship and I learned so much from her. We had some deep spiritual chats on the train ride to Samara before we parted ways. I'm going to miss that little nugget, but I will get to see her at Zone Conferences and stuff, so it wasn't a heart-wrenching farewell. She's going to do great in the homeland!
On Monday night, all of the Sisters who were about to become trainers stayed in the Bezi Sister's apartment (it's about an hour away from the main office). Upon arrival, we were immediately warned about the excessive amount of mosquitoes that infested their apartment. Considering how many times I've been eaten alive on my mission, I wasn't even a little bit worried about it. And then we went to sleep. I kid you not, every twenty seconds I would hear the buzzing of a mosquitoes wings in my eardrum. Every twenty seconds. I had to shoot my arms out from under the sheets and flail around like a crazy baboon to keep them from eating me. I only got about 4 hours of sleep that night. Regardless of my efforts to keep them away, I woke up with about 4 or 5 bug bites on my face. *Sigh* The next morning, one of the sisters was super peeved about the mosquito infestation, so she and I created a mosquito hunting pact and spent our entire companionship study killing all of the mosquitoes in sight. There were about 7 mosquites just chilling on the ceiling when we started the hunt, so we tried spraying them down with water... yeah... didn't work. The water made them fly from the ceiling to the wall, which made it easier for us to kill them, but I called it a hunt for a reason. It literally took us the entire hour to kill most of them; there were a couple that disappeared. There was blood and mosquito carnage all up in that room by the end of the hour. That night we were again paranoid about the missing mosquitoes, so we doused all of the beds in bug spray. It smelled like a nasty campsite in there. Worth it! Not a bite was bitten on my body when I awoke the next morning. Victory!
The next day was so crazy! Everyone was so nervous and worried about who their companions were going to be! We all decided that we would sit down together as trainers and talk about things that we liked and disliked when we were being trained so that we could figure out what to do with our new missionaries. Only one of the five soon-to-be trainers had ever trained before, so it wasn't actually a huge help. "Don't die and don't let them die"... that's basically the only piece of advice that I absorbed from that little pow wow. We were all shakey chihuahuas as we waited to meet our new missionaries in the office. When I found out that I would be with Sister Thomas, a wave of relief rushed over me and all of the nervousness went away. I would have been fine with any of the other Sisters, but it was just comforting to know that the Lord had his hand in choosing our companionship. We bonded right away and have had a blast together ever since. Unfortunately she was sick when she came to Russia, so I've been trying to nurse her back to health ever since she's gotten here. I've had so much fun showing her around and giving her advice on things to say and such. Sister Thomas pretty much came pre-trained, so there's not much to worry about. Lucky us, our hot water turned off the day that we got to Penza, so Sister Thomas has yet to experience a warm shower in Russia. Fun, fun! Welcome to Russia!
We've already seen so many miracles in our companionship and we haven't even been together for a week yet. We handed out two Book of Mormons the first time we went contacting, and then another one the next day. I don't know why, but giving out Book of Mormons is kind of a hard task, so it was really interesting to see how much the Lord helped us out in that aspect. Pretty cool! Sister Thomas also got to experience having two lessons in a row fall through. Good times. Great learning opportunities! But yeah, this week has been great! Many more great ones to come!
Welp, that's all folks! Spray down your beds with bugspray and shake like chihuahuas!
Do Svidanya!
Love,
Sister Megan Wagstaff
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