On Wednesday, we had a mission tour in Hamburg with Elder Kopishke of the first Quorum of the Seventy. Elder Kopischke had each of us write down questions that we had and he promised us that by the end of the meeting, our questions would be answered. IT WORKED. It was awesome. I also got to see Elder Brigham Gallacher and that was just the happiest reunion.
After the tour, I went on a companion exchange with my Sister Training Leader, Sister Jeffry, and it was so great. She came back with me to Bremen and I learned a lot of new ways to talk to people. She also helped me with German a lot! We got along so well. We were together for the rest of Wednesday and all of Thursday. We spent most of the day finding in the pouring rain. I don't think that I understood the word "soaked" until I got to Bremen. I was wet through my huge grey puffy coat, two sweaters, and shirt. Cold water was running down our backs and it was just cold cold cold.
On Friday, I was super super sick. I had a high fever and was chained to my bed for almost the entire day. BUT later that night (after hours of sleep, Ibuprofen, lots of water, and some push ups), we went and taught Michaela a wonderful lesson. She had been having a really hard time, so Elders Morales and Hall came with us and gave her a Priesthood Blessing. It was beautiful and she found so much comfort in knowing that what they said was exactly what her Father in Heaven wanted her to know. The spirit was so strong as we testified that Heavenly Father knows her and knows exactly what she is going through. We testified that Christ's Atonement allows Him to feel every single emotion that we feel and because of that, He knows how to comfort us.
We have three investigators with baptismal dates and we hope that two more investigators will accept the invitation to be baptized this week. Please pray for our investigators - the Adversary works incredibly hard on people that are so close to making this huge step.
Dad, you've told me many times that the first thing that identified me as your daughter in the hospital were my hands. My hands look just like yours. I think that right now, as I'm serving in Germany, I'm working to make my hands like my Father in Heaven's hands.
I love the work. I love being a missionary and I love the message that I get to share every single day.
Liebe Grüße,
Sister Grace Hendricks
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