The French people thought we were crazy when they heard about our day Saturday. We came back from Lyon, taking an early four hour train ride. We ran to our apt, half an hour away to eat lunch. Fifteen minutes later, back to the Gare to take a train to Antibes. It took us about an hour to get to the church. We taught a lesson. Back to Cannes to meet with a less active. Ran across the city to teach another lesson. Then back to Antibes again for a dinner appointment. Finally, back to Cannes for some sleep. Traveling stresses me out. It sure would be nice if everyone's schedules could work together and make this convenient for us. But, alas, I digress.
Our rdv with a member and her friend, M. Dion, was sadly interrupted by the woman's Catholic daughter who is extremely against Mormons. Despite the fact the she doesn't know who we are. She accused us of preying on the weak and brainwashing people. We excused ourselves and will let it lie for a bit. Later on, M. Dion told her member friend that she can do what she wants and her daughter has no say. Still, we like to have peace in the family.
We're still teaching Eloisa and Colette. Both going pretty well. Raphael came to church. And Sandra, the engagee from St Raph finally saw us. I felt like I was a marriage counselor, but we also worked through a lot of things. They're both willing to put in some effort to better their lives and that's always good to see. They have enormous potential for good in this world.
As far as less actives, we had one officially drop us and another pick us back up. Akima had some serious trouble in Portugal and will now be coming to church every week and inviting us over as much as possible. That'll be nice. We've had to insist a bit in the past. Par contre, Soeur El Klai, who loves our visits, suddenly decided she doesn't want to see us for a while.
En plus, we saw Soeur Cocq this morning at a funeral and she still remembers and loves us. Albeit, we did walk the pioneer trek to find her hidden house. But she is lovely.
We went to Lyon for a combined ZC with a third of the mission. Meaning I got to stay at Soeur Jones' house and have a waffle party.
President has set up so perfectly our next transfer as Sississtants. He said, I don't know where one face begins and the other ends! We bugged him and the Assistants the whole day about putting us together to kill each other. No one else could handle it.
We heard from Elder Ballard at our Zone Conference. As per usual, everything he said was in PMG (Preach My Gospel Manual). We don't come up with new doctrine, we just steal each other's stuff and teach it again. He emphasized asking questions to check understanding, having a sense of urgency, and treasuring up the word no matter how many times you've read it.