Friday Afternoon
Still alive and happy! Wednesday was Bastille Day. Alot of people went into Paris to see the fireworks at the Eiffel Tower but apparently its extremely crazy and hard to get back on the subways so I went with a group to this amazing park right across the street (there's a small castle there) and we sat and sang worship songs for a while on the grass. All the worship is really cool because some songs are in french, some are in english and a couple are english translated into french so there are people singing in each language at the same time. We got to see the beautiful fireworks in Antony up close and still were able to get a decent amount of sleep. It was great.
Thursday was the first day the teams went out. We went out to Trocadaro in the afternoon and stayed until 11 or so I believe. Its a building with an amazing view right across from the Eiffel Tower on a hill. So yea we get to dance etc. there. Pretty amazing I must say.
Still missing everyone. Alot. And wishing Christianne was here-we are praying!!! !!! !! ! But I am learning so much. Mainly about myself and God and how I see Him and what is really valuable to me. Some of it is rather tough - but its all good. Its very peaceful and laid back so one of the best parts is that I have time to process everything and figure out what's happening inside me.
Monday
Sitting in Macdonalds again! Awesome week. So I'm on the evangelism team- we are the ones that set up our spot in Trocadero and puts on a little show thats repeated thru the night. We are also supposed to talk to the people in the crowd- Its rather hard for me to just go up to random people and start talking to them (french doesn't make things any easier). We are also supposed to be praying the entire time for whats going on so most of the time thats what I do. Friday night I finally plucked up my courage and went to go talk to a lady that had been watching for a long time. I said hello in french and she said hello, I dont understand french. I was momentarily relieved and asked- "English?????" She told me no. Of course. I asked her where she was from and she said Morocco. I gave her a new testament in Arabic and she seemed happy to have it but we could hardly communicate so I really have no idea... Later that night I was waiting to go dance and there was this huge black guy standing next to me and of course I feel like Im supposed to talk to him. Really God? So i stood there awkwardly for several minutes and finally said, "Ca va.....?" He didn't understand. But he spoke english!!!!!! Yay!!!!! I cannot tell you how relieved I was that I didn't have to try to talk to him in french. I can understand I good amount when the person speaking is from the states or britain but when French is their native language it goes way over my head. Anyway I just started talking having a normal conversation with him and found out He was basically a refugee from Uganda. He was on his way to visit a friend in Rome. He asked me where I was from and why I was in Paris and so on and I just told Him I was here with this group to tell people about Jesus. He pulled out a Gospel of John that someone had given him the previous night and said, "Yea Jesus, I read this whole thing last night but I dont get why the Romans killed him." So we got into a conversation about that and actually talked for almost the whole evening after that. He hadn't read any of the Bible besides the book of John that He had read the previous night so I got to walk Him thru bits of the Old Testiment Law and the whole thing with the animal sacrifices and how Christ is the final sacrifice. It was really great because I didn't have to be fake about it like I had expected. We talked about alot of different things and then Kathleen and I prayed for him and he asked if there was a church he could go to. We brought him to some of the people in charge and she said she would pick him up and bring him with her on sunday. So I dont really know what happened but it was awesome.
Saturday was rather funny. There were 3 ladies taking picures of each other in front of the eiffel tower so I offered to take one of all of them. One spoke some english, they asked me what I was doing here so I told them I was here telling people about Jesus. They were visiting from Iran. One lady asked me how old I was - when I told her she asked if I had a boyfriend because I was very nice and would be good for her son. I told her I wasn't planning on dating for a few more years. They were like, "ok, ok you are very nice thank you." And went on their way. They stopped by later however to make sure I didn't want to be introduced to her son. It was very flattering... and hilarious. (I did say no, just incase you were unsure)
Sunday we went to Hillsong church- It was amazing. It was french/english so I totally understood everything. yes! Then we went to Versailles. I dont even know what to say about that. I will have to post my 300+ pictures and videos and let them speak for me.
After the event is over we will maybe go and stay at some other YWAM bases and do more sightseeing. We also have a friend in Paris we might stay with for a couple days and see more of the city.
So things are going well! Love you lots and lots and lots!!!!
Wow! It sounds like things are just incredible there! Love you and so glad to hear all is going well. :)
ReplyDeleteWay to go Hannah! We're so proud of you, getting out of your comfort zone like that, not easy. I sometimes wonder if the kindness we do makes any real difference; guess we just do what we can and trust God to finish the job. Kind of like planting seeds, huh? We love you lots, and want you safe and happy. As for any proposals, don't be afraid to wait for the best one; you are more than worth it. Grandma & Grandpa
ReplyDeleteI think the thing with the guy from uganda sounds amazing... I guess I always assume that everyone knows the story of Jesus' sacrifice, so it was like you were telling him something completely new... in 2010... that happened a while ago... and people should know about it.. but they don't i dunno... it's really cool...
ReplyDeleteI am also really super glad you didn't start to date this iranian boy.. goodness child.. i bet you thought about it... but no.. no iranian boys for you... I love what your grandma wrote.. she's a genius
okay.. well i love you so much.. i can really tell that God is moving through you...
okay... i love you
Melissa
ps. you spelled McDonalds wrong and i love it.. because you never eat there