How's the week been? It sounds like it has been great. Shannon is driving..... i don't know what to say about this. Just so you know, my mended shoes are doing perfectly, I'll let you know when they completely die.
Life continues on in Miri. I got another flat yesterday. We go to the bike shop at least once a week. I decided to buy a patch kit and do it ourselves this morning. I mean after all, how hard can changing a flat be? (Dad, I'm sorry to admit that I have never once in my life changed a flat tire. I know I have had thousands, and you changed them all for me. You are too good to us). When we took out my tire we found a 3 in nail stuck in it. I should probably get a head light so I can see what I am running over in the dark; probably could have avoided the nail. This morning, we called the Elders too see if they had an extra tube i could use so we could actually get to the bike shop to buy the patch kit and replacement tire for them. They had one and brought it over, handed it to us, and left. Now, this next part I don't write to complain, I write it to show gratitude and how thankful I am for the men in my life. They didn't offer help, they didnt' ask if we knew how, they didn't say anything. They just handed us the tire and tools and turned around and walked away. I was kinda shocked. Does that sound stuck-up? I wasn't mad, I was actually glad they didn't help because it enabled me to learn how to do it on my own. It's just that I have always been around guys who do it all for me haha. Macsen always took care of things like that, Dad always took care of things like that, it seems like all my friends also did the same. I have been spoiled with always being surrounded by guys who love to help. So thanks. And I'm now smart enough to change a tire. Hooray for me.
Want to know a hysterical mistake I made. We were trying to teach a lesson that God helps us follow commandments to one of our investigators and I wanted to share the 1 Ne 3:7, the "I will go and do..." you know the one. But instead I remembered it as 3 Nephi 3:7. Not good. I have even heard of people making this same mistake and I remeb\mber laughing at them. Go and read 3 Nephi 3:7, it is not the best scripture to share to investigators of the church...
Remember Moses, the man that read the article about modesty? His three daughters are scheduled to get baptized this weekend (they have been for awhile). And the other day we found out that Moses wants to be baptized too. We are thrilled, he doesn't want to be baptized this weekend, which is understandable since it is pretty last minute, but he DOES want. He even made all his family come to church Sunday, he has a daughter that doesn't want to come and a pretty lazy wife, but they were all there. It helps so much when fathers are on our side.
There is footage flying around Borneo of a palm tree in Indonesia that has a cross on it. It's rediculous. The story is, this palm tree was found by some Indonesian that had what looked like a cross in its leaves. I don't really see what the big deal is but it is a huge thing among the christians here. They see it as some sort of amazing phenomenon or sign or something. The other day one of our recent converts sat us down and showed the DVD to us of the famous palm tree we had heard so much about. It was so stupid. The angle the sun came through the leaves of the palm sort of looked like a cross I guess. The footage was home video quality of a bunch of people standing there pointing at the tree and talking for about an hour. And it was all set to heavenly cathedral choir music. I found it hard not to laugh. Hey, whatever builds their faith right?
I wish I could handle bugs better. I flip out. I hate them. The women here are my heroes. They aren't even phased by bugs. A gigantic bug flies onto them or lands on them and they simply grab it with their fingers, stick it in the candle flame, burn it alive, light a cigarrette, smoke it, stick it in their arm to put it out and say "do it if you’re bad.” K, the last part about the cigarrette is not true, but they are that hard core. LIKE ITS NOTHING. It's so embarassing because a huge bug will land on me and I flip out and they all look at me as if they are thinking, "my word girl, what is the big deal, settle down". I am really trying to control my reactions to bugs. it's SO hard though, especially when they are as big as my palm.
Oh this is the worst, the absolute worst. I shudder thinking about it. So there I was, lying in my bed, and I keep feeling things tickling my arm. I shrugg it off as nothing and try to fall asleep; but I just kept feeling something. Finally I opened my eyes and tried to inspect my sheets in the dark; I saw little black spots and instantly thought "oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no" I leaped out of bed and flipped on the light. Yep, tiny ants all over my sheets. soooooooooooooo disgusting. ick gross. I was pretty shooken up. I can't handle stuff like that. I spent a few mintues brushing all the ants off my bed. We don't have a vacuum cleaner so it took awhile. Then I moved my bed away from the wall and into the middle of the room; I don't know why but that made me feel a little better and safer. Needless to say it was difficult to fall asleep that night. so sick. I thoroughly inspect my sheets now before going to sleep and my bed still doesn't touch any of the walls. I haven't seen very many ants since, I don't know why there were so many that night.
Jaya, Petrus' friend, still has the desire to learn so we still get to make the ride out to his shack twice a week. I really hope Jaya stays a good investigator, 1 because I want to see him change his life for the better (of course), and 2 because I will really miss the bike ride out there if we have to drop him. Is that bad to say? Every time we get to visit them Sister Whittemore and I cheer. Jaya is the best though, he is really doing awesome. He likes what we teach and is trying his best to follow. He is a pretty heavy smoker but so is every other man on Borneo; nothing we haven't faced before, nothing we can't handle. He has already cut down quite a bit on his smoking. slowly but surely...
Before I forget, Happy Birthday Lisa, and Happy Birthday Deb! What a fun way to spend a birthday, in Red Fish. I'm so sad I'm missing it. Oh well there will be others.
I miss you all, have a great week.
sis v
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