September 2, 2013
Wow this week was crazy busy.
The cafe is really slow, I don’t
know how much I'll be able to write about.
This week was a tough week too. We didn’t have as much
success as we normally do, but we never gave up. Elder Baldwin is a
champ. He is adjusting very quickly.
He is learning so much and it shows when he is teaching. He is
getting used to the way we live here: No power till 7:30 to 8 PM, bucket
showers, cold showers, the food. He has already had to eat some crazy
Liberian dishes.
On Thursday I had leadership training. More papers for
me to fill out... gotta love it. It was good though. We also talked about
how to help others deal with stress, missionary work is stressful. Good
leaders will be able to help others deal with the stress.
Saturday it rained so hard!!! But while we were out the sun came and it burnt
both Elder Baldwin and myself. I got toasted!!!! My neck was fried!! It was a hot and
not very successful day. Lots of walking. We probably walked 10
miles on Saturday.Sunday there was a small hurricane that came through. It rained long and hard during church. I was surprised that we had 71 in attendance.
Over all it was a very trying week, but everyone has those weeks. Let’s see if this week will be better.
Elder Park
In an extra email he sent, he asked for a couple things that
he needed and then he wrote: I have
started Sunday dinners in my apartment. It’s known as P Day Eve. We
eat together and just talk till about 9:30. It’s actually really fun. We had some good laughs last night.
In our family we have been having Sunday dinners for quite
awhile and they have become quite an event, lasting much longer than the food
ever does. We discuss what heard or what
we learned about at church, sometimes there is some additional teaching that
happens, and then we just keep talking.
These “dinners” can last for hours, we love them. It’s a great way to come together as a family
and be ready to start a new week. Sunday
dinner is one of the only things that Collin has said he really misses. Now that he is the district leader, or “mom
of the apartment” as he described it, I was glad to see that he brought this
tradition to his missionary apartment.
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