Monday, November 25, 2019

The missing email (Semaine 13 passe)

Bonjour from Côte d'Iviore! Week 13 was honestly awesome. It's such a blessing to be here. The français is still coming bit by bit, nothing to say for that this week. It barely rained this week, and the sun is très fort! I kinda miss the snow. A lot. One other thing I miss is the food back home. Eating the same meal every day isn't exactly the ideal situation. If someone could give me a taco, a Caesar salad, a grilled cheese sandwich, or really anything from America, I'd honestly cry. Don't worry though, it's okay. Just sometimes I wish we ate something different haha. Ça va aller.

So, the music practices at Toits Rogue? Those were for this big multi-mission meeting in cocodril. It was probably the highlight of my week. There were 300+ missionaries there, and mission presidents from 4 different missions were there too. We sang, and it went pretty well. Elder Kearon from the 70 was presiding, and he gave a wonderful talk. It was very spiritual. My favorite part, was when Elder Kalala saw the senior couple from Senegal. His eyes grew wide and he ran over and gave the Elder a huge hug. From my vantage point, it looked like a little boy giving his dad a hug after not seeing him for a long time. It made me so so happy.

Other than that, I don't have any big stories for this week. Here's a list of some of the random experiences that happened throughout the week:

-Transfers came. Everything stayed the same for my district, except now Elder Hougaard is in it! He switched Elder Kakesa. Now I'm not the only white guy for miles haha.
-You know those wasps from the Hunger Games? I think that there's some in the straw pavilion at the church. We tried to nicely tell them to leave with a rock, but they didn't like that.
-I'm kinda learning piano at the paroisse? On lundi, when Elder Kalala calls his family, I sometimes go and play the piano. I can play the right notes, but that's about it haha.
-Ate this candy that tasted like a burnt pretzel. Not the best.
-Noticed that there is a floating island behind the paroisse (I think it's in our sector). I wanted to go there and maybe proselyte or something, but I looked at it on google maps, and it's a little resort of some sort.
-My bag with my baptism clothing got lost at the paroisse last samedi. I said a ton of prayers, and eventually, I found it on mecredi! Prayer is so real.
-Ate fish in snot sauce (gombo) with snotty putty stuff (placali). Not the best.
-Went proselyting at a missionary activity on vendredi. I got absolutely FRIED. We gave out brochures and got numbers for 9 new potential amis de l'eglise, which was super cool.
-There were drinks after the missionary activity. I chose bissap, but then someone said no try this green one, it's better. It tasted like hotel toothpaste. Not the best trade deal.
-Caught lots of crabs at the paroisse on vendredi. We ate them that night at l'apartament. They were good. You know how when you bite a chip wrong and it stabs into your mouth? Yeah imagine that but instead of a chip, a crab claw. Not the best.
-Saw some crazy dude pull a gross towel out of a dumpster and start yelling at it and shaking it around.
-For the past few weeks, we've been teaching the little kids in our ward songs for the primary program. They performed their program thingy on dimanche. Afterwards, they had a ton of food in celebration. Because we helped, they gave Elder Kal and I some food too. It was chicken feet. It's definitely not the best, would not recommend.
-Drank Passionfruit juice. The. Best. Thing. Ever.
-I cut my hair. It went surprisingly well, but the back of my hair is really messed up haha.
-We taught Fr Daniel about le plan du salut! He understands everything right away, and sometimes even before we explain them, it's crazy. The spirit has worked wonders in his heart; he's been prepared for sure. He refers to the church as "his church" already, too. He's hopefully gonna be baptized on the 30th!

One thing that's super duper cool with people like Fr Daniel is that no matter what invitation we extend, they accept it with an open heart. Some amis de l'eglise grudgingly accept invitations, and many amis don't follow up. It's so cool when people accept invitations without hesitation. That brings me to the scripture for this week. Many people know the legendary scripture where Nephi tells his father that he'll be obedient and go and get the plates of brass from Jerusalem. But, the preceding verses also have a very important message.

"Wherefore the lord hath commanded me that thou and thy brothers should go ... and seek the records, and bring them down hither into the wilderness."

"And now, behold thy brothers murmur, saying it is a hard thing which I have required of them; but behold I have not required it of them, but it is a commandment of the Lord." (1 Nephi 3:4-5)

It's easy to fall into the trap of grudgingly keeping commandments. For instance, Fast Sunday: in my experience, everyone dreads having to fast for a couple meals. I'm sure we have all "murmured" because of this, I have for sure. We often forget that it isn't just a tradition; it's a commandment from God. Let's go back to 1 Nephi real quick:

"Therefore go, my son, and thou shall be favored of the Lord, because thou hast not murmured." (1 Nephi 3:6)

If we choose not to complain about the things that we have to do, we will be "favored of the Lord," and be blessed.

La mission est merveilleux, c'est un honeur et une joie d'être ici. J'espere que votre semaine a été très bien! Vous me manquez, et je vous aime! Jusqu'à la semaine prochaine!
(The mission is wonderful, it's an honor and a joy to be here. I hope your week has been very good! I miss you, and I love you! Until next week!)

-Elder Lyman

amis de l'eglise = investigators
Ça va aller = it will be fine/it's all good



The floating island behind the paroisse.
Les crabes et moi.
The chicken feet. Definitely not the best.


This was the email that didn't send last week.

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