Bilbao- a beautiful city by the river, iconized by the Guggenheim museum, Basque culture, and the cleanest little city I've ever seen.
Baggage- can be emotional or literal, and with transfer calls, it's usually a little bit of both.
|Hermanas Een and Randall|
|Hermanas Randall, Een, and Wiseman|
|Fancy church we always saw on the way to our humble little "bajos"|
It was a sacrifice, it was inconvenient, and it meant that for the last week of the transfer the only full day I had with my REAL companion was Sunday, and at times I wondered whether it was worth it. But after a contact I made one of the Hermanas turned to me and said "Wow. You're so persistent. I wish I could be like you." So I know it was worth it. And although it was a little last minute, I know we were able to make a positive difference.
Transfer calls. They happen every six weeks. Usually when I think we'll stay together, we do, but guessing what will happen when something HAS to change.... I'm usually dead wrong.
And well, this was no exception.
When our district leader called that night and told me that I would be leaving to serve in Lleida, I didn't believe him. I had him call back and double check, but there was no mistake. I called Manuela and a couple of members. It was hard, and continues to be so.
|"Mean Mugs" at the Elder's request|
I'm still a Sister Training Leader, my new companion's name is Hermana Ingram. She was trained by Hermana Stilson, fun side note.
Coming to Bilbao was for me, like Bilbo Baggins' adventure, an unexpected journey. Looking back, I can see that it has also been a treasured adventure, a great growing experience, and a blessing for me and many others.
|A Bilbao goodbye hug|
It may not be on the mountain height
Or over the stormy sea,
It may not be at the battle’s front
My Lord will have need of me.
But if, by a still, small voice he calls
To paths that I do not know,
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine:
I’ll go where you want me to go.
|The front door in Bilbao|
"Faith Brings Hope" (translation)