Hey guys,
I don't really know what to write this week. I forgot my SD card at home which is sad because I had some awesome pictures from this week.
You know that scripture about becoming as a little child? We may have taken that to the extreme with our Primary activity on steroids... I love the kids in our branch. We planned a ton of fun activities for them. We made them drink salt water and talked about how Christ drank the bitter cup. We blindfolded them and had them follow the iron rod all over the church. Elder Scott dressed up as Samuel the Lamanite and we threw stuff at him, and then we picked teams and had a Nephite-Lamanite war. After we surveyed the destruction in the church gym (I had a tie wrapped around my head like a bandana, chairs and tables and crumpled pieces of paper were everywhere) we looked at each other and said, "This might have been more for us than for them."
We also visited a couple families in Bintawa with the Pryzbylas and I thought Sister Callor's and my object lesson was pretty good, but in the next lesson Elder Stowell and Elder Scott dressed up as Captain Moroni and created a Standard of Liberty. So yeah, elders are just better at lessons haha.
We also ate biawak last night and Augustine's family made a feast of clams and biawak and every type of jungle fruit. Sister Callor and I were sick most of the week and I ended up barfing, but it's all good. Also a car ran over a biawak a couple days ago and I saw the elders smashing its head in with a rock, but it was different from the one we ate. I just thought I'd clarify.
This week has been hard but good and I just love serving here. Last week, we watched Finding Faith in Christ and I couldn't stop crying as we watched all of Jesus' miracles. Also, we nampaked a lady who was getting off of a bus, and I said hi as we biked by and rode down the hill. As I was picking up speed, I thought, "I should have talked to that lady. But now I'm already down the hill. Shoot I should really go back and talk to her."
I slammed on my brakes and said, "Sister Callor! We HAVE TO GO BACK!" So we ran back up the hill and searched for her but couldn't find her because it was already dark. I looked at the sky and yelled, "I'm sorry!" and we went on our way. I was sad and we said a prayer that we'd run into her again.
Then a couple days later, we were at the same place, same time, on the way back from visiting a less active family, and we saw the Bas Perkerja again, and the same lady got off the bus. We stopped her and spoke to her, and now she's getting baptized!
Just kidding, she wasn't interested at all, but God does answer prayers and I really need to do a better job at following promptings.
Yesterday, we walked to church after crashing at the other sisters' apartment because bike tire saya kena flat, and we got caught in the rain and we had a little too much fun. I called one of our investigators, Anthonia, and invited her to church. She was talking about the rain, and I was a little sad because I thought she was saying they didn't want to walk in the rain. But then she said, "Yeah I'm getting my kids' shoes on right now, see you later!" The faith of that family. And then her husband picked them up after church and loved seeing his kids playing with the other kids from church. He wants to come, but has work.
Anyway, I'm really going to miss Elder Scott. I learned SO much from serving with him, I'm grateful he extended and I'm grateful I got to serve with him for a transfer before he pulai America. He is a true friend. We have grand post-mission plans. He is an incredible missionary. He was a zone leader in KL branch for a long time, and so many of the members I love there are his converts. Seriously half of the active membership there are his converts haha. And here in Stampin, he strengthened the branch so much, and we were able to see so many miracles because of his decisions. I learned so many lessons in humility and charity from him. He is a disciple of Christ. He also was a carpenter haha. Elder Scott, if you're reading this, we're definitely snowboarding in SLC and visiting Sister Deborah in Bali and taking her surfing!
Sister LeBaron is also leaving in a couple days. Where would I be without her? She changed my life. She was the perfect trainer for me and I'm grateful we got to serve in the same mission for a whole year. I cherish our Miri adventures, and all the craziness like drunk Ibans, getting chased by dogs, having people break our hearts, having people steal our bikes, and then finding and teaching so many incredible people in all that chaos. She helped me believe that I'm beautiful inside and out, that I can change, and that I'm a good person. The reason I have incredible amounts of faith is because of her. We never gave up on people, and so many people have come to Christ because she was inspired. She was so patient with me too haha. We have waaay too many inside jokes and I know there's a reason Heavenly Father placed her in my life. Sis, you are brilliant and beautiful. I can't write enough to express my gratitude for what you've done for me. I look forward to family history club in Provo. If I die, you know what to do. Aku sayau ke nuan.
Anyway, life is good. This internet kedai is freezing. Over and out.
-Sister Wynn
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