July 21, 2011
Well all, we are losing 16 missionaries next Tuesday. They all come in at once and they’re going out the same way. The following day we get 19 new missionaries. Nineteen! In a mission with only 80 missionaries, that is a full quarter of the mission. Nearly everyone in the entire mission is going to be training. Sadly, we aren’t getting any new Chinese elders. To make matters worse, we’re losing two of them on Tuesday. Therefore, we have to close a Chinese area. Elder Teng dies (goes home) in September and we won’t get anyone to replace him until October and then it’s one elder. I really hope they aren’t phasing out the Chinese in the Singapore Mission. Hopefully it’s just a blip on the radar between us and Salt Lake because I can personally testify that there are a lot of people here that need the gospel, and they need to hear it in Chinese.
Any who, it was a long week. Elder Forsyth and I both got sick and had to crash indoors for a day and a half. His was stomach issues and I had a raging fever. But we got over it.
On Sunday we had 18 people at church! Sadly, none of them were investigators, but still there more than there are usually so it was good.
On Sunday night Elder Forsyth realized that his birthday was just two days away. It’s weird how time gets away from you here in good ‘ole Malaysia. So that kinda weirded him out.
On Monday we saw Sister Soon and Sister Chai and set up birthday appointments with both of them. Later that night Sister Lowe texted us to tell us she already planned a party for herself and Elder Forsyth (their birthdays fall on the same day) so we had to reschedule with Sister Chai.
The party on Tuesday was in two parts. The first was at district meeting when Sisters Lowe and Clark brought this amazingly-thick birthday cake. One piece left me full for hours. It was almost American. Really good. Then we went to Soon’s and she made curry for us and we then went to President Ingkon’s (our district president) mother’s house and had a combined party for Elder Forsyth, President Ingkon’s son and Sister Lowe. As a side note, here are the names of his kids: Scheffler (boy), Scheffield (boy) and Scheffreni (girl). Shout out to Blanket Jackson and to whoever’s son Moon Unit is.
Then there was yesterday. I finally went to Kampung! I t was so cool. Brother Semob (Sim-obe) from Branch 1 took us in his truck all the way along this nasty dirt road to his long house. So cool! It had 17 doors and most of the people there were his family. Everyone was really nice and no one had anywhere to go so we just sat outside and talked. And that’s what they do all day, everyday. It was cool. They served us some food and we just sat there the rest of the time. All was good except this one dish that tasted like extract of fish smell. I like fish but it was so strong that I almost lost it. Then we headed home after a stop to Batu Niah for something or other and made it back by 5:00 p.m. And that’s my week.
Love you all!