It's been...an interesting week. As I go through my handy planner to reflect on my week, I can't think of much to report. Perhaps it's because I'm getting so old in missionary age and everything all just seems the same. But that's not true. Every day is uniquely wonderful as a missionary, even when you've been biking up and down the same streets for 7 months. Actually, just yesterday Elder Segi and I went in search of a referral we had been given and I discovered a whole new part of town that seemed like a whole new world to me. So we plan to go back. I keep thinking I know everything there is to know about our side of Palmerston North, but there is so much to still discover! So I'm still glad to stay here another six months. Though I can be pretty sure that I'll be leaving next week.
In fact, I bore my testimony yesterday in Sacrament Meeting, and apparently it sounded like a farewell because everyone kept asking when I was leaving. But I don't even know for sure if I will be. It's quite fretful not knowing, but good as well, so I don't start dreaming about serving in some magical place down South. But I also keep dreaming of how great it will be to stay, usually whenever I think of new investigators and what potential they have, it's all very exciting. I definitely think this has been the most exciting time of my mission, here with Elder Segi. There is just so much to do and opportunities available to us to share the Gospel.
Sorry about last weeks email and it's short undescriptiveness. I sometimes don't get into writing mode until the last 30 minutes of my computer time, and then it's always rushed. And so I forget things. Like commenting on the new Bishopric! Woooow! That's cool. Hopefully that doesn't sound sarcastic, because it really is cool. And surprising, but not. But give them my congratulations. And sustaining vote.
One particularly interesting day we had this week was our service day. Right at 10:00 we drove over to the home of a single sister who has five daughters. The oldest is nine and they're all crazy. But you know, crazy in a different than my sisters are. We had volunteered to mow her massively junglish lawn, and were able to finish the beast in two hours, with Elder Segi using the Whipper Snipper and me with the less-than-competent mower that I emptied every two minutes. I have gained a great love for conquering the jungles of Kiwi backyards. It's going to be really boring mowing lawns back home. At noon we booked it to a less-active sister's home to help her put together a bunk bed for her "mokos"(grandchildren). And then at 1:00 we headed over to visit our investigators, Bryan and Ozzy, to help them with the roof of their garage they're building in the backyard. We really didn't help much with that one because you can only construct so much at one time, and I'm definitely incompetent when it comes to construction. Real construction is nothing like Legos. So three service projects in one day was pretty exciting.
Although yesterday was April Fool's day, I failed to do or say any good jokes. I kept thinking of dumb things to do or to say to other missionaries, like telling them they are now allowed to go to the movies on P-day. But then I remembered I wasn't funny. So I kind of forgot about the whole thing until last night when Elder Segi and I were at a members house for dinner. The Sister missionaries who live an hour outside Palmy called and told us they were at the hospital here in town because Sister Posala got attacked by a dog. So because dinner wasn't quite ready, we decided to go to the hospital right away. As Elder Segi and I drove to the hospital, I was thinking, if this is an April Fool's joke, it's definitely not a good one. (I was mainly upset because we were fasting all day, and still hadn't been able to eat yet). So we got there to the Emergency waiting room, which I've always felt was a bit of an ironic place to see people sitting around waiting to be helped. Sister Posala was sitting there with her companion with a blanket over her legs and smiling, happy to see us. Then she showed us the wrapped bandage on her leg. I still didn't believe her until she unwrapped it and showed us the massive gash in her calf where the dog chomped her. It was .... bad! Nasty as can be! But you know, cool at the same time. But she was fine, despite the gore, she just needed some stitches and stuff. Hopefully the investigators whose dog it was get baptized, that would definitely make up for it.
I can't wait for Conference next week!
I just got an email from President Kezerian. It says I'm going to become his Assistant next transfer. I'll be down in Wellington for the rest of my mission.
Hah! April Fools.
Well anyway, I gotta go, But thank you for all you do for me!
The Elders quorum president and his wife just got back from a trip to the south island, so I'll talk to them and maybe they can email you about some ideas.
"Lots of love!"
Elder Rowe
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