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| Passing off as a Filipino??? |
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| Indian Sundresses |
Hey everyone,
So yesterday, Sunday morning, I woke up before Sister Hansen and saw that we got a text from one of our investigators, and he dropped us. Never have I felt so sad on my mission, I think it was one of the first times I cried real tears of sorrow on my mission. I went over all of our lessons over and over in my head, trying to figure out what I could have done better. We're still going to try to save it. Love means doing what's best for the other person while still respecting their agency. Sometimes, as missionaries, we need to remind ourselves we did everything we could and that we're doing all things better than we think we are. When Sis. Hansen woke up, I said, "Do you want the bad news first or the good news first?"
"Bad news. Always the bad news."
"Well the bad news is Chris dropped us, the good news is we have Christ's true church on the earth once again and we belong to it and we get to share the Gospel with people in a beautiful city." Man, Sister Hansen looked so heartbroken. He's so awesome and just what the church needs, smart, kind, tenacious. But it's okay, we're slowly getting over it. A couple weeks ago, when I was feeling really down and couldn't sleep, I looked at pictures of the Savior in my gospel art book that my dad sent me (it's awesome and every missionary should get one). I really thought about what the Atonement meant to me and how Christ will always know how I feel. He really is the only perfect and pure missionary. He felt heartache too, and I'm sure He thought why don't these people want the gospel?
I also love telling people, people I teach and perfect strangers on the MRT, that it's not about religion. A lot of people speak in terms of "My religion compared to your relgion." It's about what's true and brings you joy. Religion is imperfect and corrupt, but the Gospel is perfect.
Right now, Singapore is decorated in gold and red to bring in Chinese New Year. I love it. It's beautiful. And there's always bumping music playing, it's all Chinese-eastern sounding, but with a beat. I've also really come to appreciate Penjabi music. I think Little India is my favorite place in Singapore (we're going there for lunch today. S$3 Butter chicken, you know you're jealous). The only problem with the holidays is all of our investigators are going back to the Philippines. But we already made our goals for this week, so challenge accepted.
Also, remember Irak and Wynndy, and Cinta, and Brother Chaong's whole family from Miri? They got baptized and confirmed this past weekend! Sister LeBaron texted me Saturday to remind me (Pujilah Tuhan!) and the APs where in Miri for their interview. Elder Toney called me that night and said they were so excited! It's almost not fair they got to see this family that means everything to me. But if I never see any of my investigators to the waters of baptism for the rest of my mission, I'm okay with that. I'm just grateful I got to teach and meet and love all the people I have. I'm just grateful so many of them have the Gospel, have true joy.
Last Monday, we played around Little India and Chinatown, and I got a lot of cool things I don't need, like I Heart SG shirts, these beautiful Indian sundresses, postcards, and so on. I love Singapore, lah! We also found out Elder Robinson is pandai Chinese when he randomly started talking in Chinese to a lady to buy a seal in Chinatown. Uh...where did that even come from? I thought he was a Malay Elder, haha. Some people are just way too smart. As for me, I only speak English and get by on Malay. Fun fact, his cousin, a Sister missionary, is serving in the same mission as Spence-man! We decided only really incredible people get sent to the Scotland-Ireland Mission. I forget her name though.
We also had the most awkward Zone Meeting of my life last Tuesday, we had Elder Harper, who is now a district leader in a different zone, come in and talk to us about locking our hearts. No joke. And it was too obviously directed at the sister missionaries haha. Eh, I wasn't too uncomfortable, I've had my various elder crushes and I learned my lesson. It's not worth the distraction, the more you're distracted by your personal life the more miserable you are as a missionary. Our call letter states that we're supposed to leave behind all other personal affairs. Sister Hansen and I felt sorry for the APs though, apparently there was an issue that went straight to them instead of to the STLs. We try to give Elder Toney and Elder Robinson any candy we get to make them feel better about having to deal with really silly issues sometimes haha. And having to be in the office all the time. We also try to get them dinner appointments when they're actually in Singapore.
On the MRT on Saturday, I saw this Filipino guy who was dozing off, and he had headphones in. I knew I was supposed to talk to him, so I kept praying. I said, "Heavenly Father, just make him open his eyes. If he opens his eyes, I promise I'll talk to him." He kept on sleeping, and I kept on praying, so eventually I took matters into my own hands and kind of threw my pen at his feet..."Oh I'm sorry, I dropped my pen." He picked it up and we had a good conversation going. I invited him to church, he showed up the next day, LOVED it, we had a lesson with him, and now he's investigating the church and wants to learn more. Sometimes you have to make your own miracles.
-Sister Wynn
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| Decked out for Chinese New Year. |
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