Men of God

Ka musta po everyone,

Sorry I've been spelling it wrong, I don't have Tagalog study materials like I do for Malay. The two languages are really similar actually. And all the Elders who've served in Sabah tell me there are TONS of Filipinos in KK. This is why KK needs to be opened to Sisters (it's never gonna happen. Rosak hati saya...). I love my Filipinos. I love my Ibans. I miss my Ibans. I don't know how long it'll be until I'm in East Malaysia again...but maybe in the meantime I'll conquer West Malaysia. Oh and I hope my dad forwards the picture of the map I drew. It makes my mission make more sense, I think.

This week was the hardest week of my mission. I'm so stressed I'm physically sick. I haven't been getting much sleep, and I have a headache and stomachache pretty much all the time. Somehow Sister Mains found out I was sick so she called me this morning, which stressed me out even more because she's the last person I want to bug. Being in a trio is hard, having an area where the work is slow is hard. But even though I have bouts of unhappiness, know that I'm happy. I LOVE being a missionary, it's the happiest work there is. Even when it's hard. I know I'm going to miss being a missionary when it's all over. This P-Day is much needed though. Capture the flag at Botanic Gardens. My favorite P-Days are the ones where we just gather together and have a good time. Its nice because the other missionaries understand just how hard the work is here in Singapore. We all agree it's very much worth it though.

To those of you who've sent me letters, THANK YOU so much! They were much needed, and you were definitely inspired to write what I needed to hear. It just goes to show how much Heavenly Father loves all of us, and how much we need each other for love and support. You can't have known I was going to have a hard time two weeks ago. Ew, sorry I sound like such a downer, just know that right now I'm laughing with my comps in the internet kedai. Laugh and pray, that's how you make a mission great.

A little old Chinese lady punched me in the butt at the grocery store last week. It was pretty funny. Oh Sister Zhang told us that they don't actually eat fortune cookies in China...it's not a real thing. I quote Sister Hansen, "This is literally the worst day of my life. My whole life is a lie." She was more upset that I was. The best quotes from Sister Zhang this week were, (in talking about her future husband): "Where is he now? He's stupid." And, "If my boyfriend looks like this, I will punch him in the face."

Oh, a couple Elders want me to marry their brothers. One of them plays football for BYU. I'm down. I think it's their way of saying, "Sister Wynn, let's be friends forever." Probably.

We had Brother Rawson, the writer and narrator of The Joseph Smith papers address us Saturday night and I learned SO much about church history! We actually ran into him, his wife, and travel guy at the 7/11 at Newton because we hadn't eaten so we wanted a very nutritious taquito (filled with deep fried cream cheese and jalapenos) to tide us over. We showed them to the church because they were lost, and even though we were really late to choir practice, it was all good. I conducted the missionary choir. That was a fun experience. We sang "The Spirit of God" and the Sisters had this really pretty counter melody part.

Anyway, I love the people I serve with. The Elders here really are men of God. "And after he came men also were saved by faith in His name, and by faith, they become the sons of God." They pick me up when I'm feeling blue. I got so much good advice from them as I told them about our struggling area. And they reminded me that I'm doing all things better than I think I am.

This week is going to be better. Jangan putus asa. Pujilah Tuhan!

-Sister Wynn