Well from what I gathered from everyone's emails, the world is getting progressively more messed up. I saw the news about MH17 briefly in a member's home, something is going on with Ukraine, and I guess the Philippines have something going on with the island of Borneo. All the missionaries in Sabah are asked to be extra careful. As per usual, no one cares politically about Sarawak, so all is good over here.
Our zone leaders saw the victim of a hit-and-run on the way to church yesterday, someone was hit by a moto and died. Poor kids. Every day I'm grateful for the gospel in an increasingly chaotic and evil world. I'm grateful I'm serving in a place where everything is pretty senang. How many times in the scriptures does the Lord tell us to be still in the midst of it all?
We had a really good week. Miracles still haven't ceased. I'll tell you if they do but don't hold your breath. Ramadan is still going on, some of the elders are trying the ramadan fast because they're crazy. When I make small talk with the Melayus who are fasting, they tell me they're so hungry, and I tell them to tahan and jangan putus asa.
By some miracle we met/exceeded our goals this week as a companionship. Heavenly Father must really love the people we're teaching because His hand has been in everything we've been doing.
Sister Bourgeois went home on Thursday and it was one of the harder days of my mission because she's pretty dang amazing, but I smsed all of her mission friends her contact info this morning so we can continue to bug her with missionary humor, haha. Also because everyone here thinks she's incredible. She and Sister LeBaron had a hard transfer when they were serving in Stampin branch. In the words of Elder Scott, "Those girls went to hell and back." They had a golden family they were teaching who dropped them without much of an explanation. Plus the whole Sister-Bourgeois-getting-hit-by-a-car-and-wrecking-her-knees thing.
But the Lord works in mysterious ways, and while Stampin was closed to sisters last transfer, this was what was going on: This cute Iban family of 7 rewatched the Restoration DVD those nice orang putih missionaries left them, and they talked about how wonderful it was that Joseph Smith was a real prophet. "What's the name of the prophet today?" one of the twins asked.
Everyone looked at each other. They couldn't remember what the sisters said. "I'll call Sister LeBaron." Madeline, the mom, said. She picked up her handphone and dialed the sisters. "Sister Wynn? No I'm looking for Sister LeBaron."
A few minutes later, the phone rings again. "Sister LeBaron? What are you doing in Ipoh?
Anyway we can't remember the prophet's name. Thomas S. Monson? Okay, cool."
Queue Sister Coward and I walking into their house a few days later. We talked about prophets, and I asked, "So do you believe Thomas S. Monson is a true prophet?"
"Yes."
"So do you believe this is Jesus Christ's true church restored to the earth?"
"Yes."
"Uh...do you want to get baptized by someone holding the priesthood?"
"Yes, of course!"
Sister Coward and I looked at each other, jaws open. I live for moments like this. They picked their baptismal date and we geared up to help them get there. After the lesson, we ate some good Iban food and they played the Restoration DVD in the background. In the scene where Joseph sees God and Jesus Christ, Nayau, the dad says, "This is where he finds the truth."
One of the twins said, "This is the part where he sees angels."
The other twin punched him and said, "No, he sees God and Christ, duh!"
The whole conversation was funnier in Iban.
I love you guys. I love being a missionary.
-Sister Wynn
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