So, not much happened this week. Elder Prince, Gierisch, and Sister Schofield passed their one-year mark on September 11. We went out for crepes to celebrate. I thought about how in America people would probably be doing a moment of silence in the schools to remember 9/11. I remember in my Doctrine and Covenants class at BYU, my teacher pointed out the fact that these verses on forgiveness were given in section 64, exactly 170 years before the terrorist attacks, "Wherefore, I say unto you, that ye ought to forgive one another; for he that forgiveth not his brother his trespasses standeth condemned before the Lord; for there remaineth in him the greater sin. I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men. And ye ought to say in your hearts—let God judge between me and thee, and reward thee according to thy deeds." I remember he said he didn't think it was a coincidence.
The elders are having a baptism this month. A Turkish man named Veli, who I met on my very first night here in Skopje. I tried talking to him in Bulgarian and he didn't understand because he doesn't even speak Macedonian that well.
We had another lesson with Suat, the owner of the sweets shop. He always brings different friends, which is awesome. Something I forgot to mention about our first meeting with him was when he asked us, "Jesus Christ is the Son of God? Who is Jesus' grandfather?" In a lesson there's no room for even a shared look with my companion. Plus, I come to realize more and more that there really are no stupid questions. The people here have had such different experiences with religion than I have, and I would be ignorant to think that mine are superior just because I was raised in the true church.
We ran into two soldiers from the army base in Kosovo. That was pretty cool. It was probably my first experience as a missionary with someone who already knew about the church and the gospel. The one that we mainly talked to had read most of the Book of Mormon before and the entire Pearl of Great Price. It was weird just because the feedback was so different than what I'm used to. I think that probably is a factor in missionaries' callings, the common questions asked and each missionary's respective answer.
Elder Barber turned 21. Elder Prince made him a Captain America cake because he loves superheroes so much.
Well, sorry I can't send you another long email but really nothing new is going on. I love you so much and I miss you! Let me know how the family is.
Love,
Sister Riddle
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