Welcome to the beginning of our 4-month mark of our
mission. Can you believe that. Wow, and we are still kicking.
We have had an eventful week to say the least. Bus ride (bone shaker is what the senior
missionaries call it) to town, hair cut, pedicure, rain, classes, cooking, temple,
more cooking, more classes, cyclone, flooding, no power, no water, YSA dance
and that’s just naming a few of the exciting things. Let’s start at the beginning.
Saturday it was Sister Wells’s 70th birthday so
Sister Terri and I took her to town on the bus to get a pedicure. I have been wanting to do this ever since we
got here and Mark has had no interest in this experience, so decided to go have
a ladies adventure. It was great fun. We caught the bus by the temple. When we got on the bus everyone was looking
straight ahead and not talking or looking at each other. I couldn’t help myself and I stood up and
told the whole bus that it was Sista Wells’s birthday and we were going to sing
happy birthday to her. Some of them
looked at me like I was crazy, and others smiled and sang with me. I think I embarrassed her a little, but after
all 70 is an important Birthday.
Pedicure was great.
It has been a long long time and my toes and feet really appreciated it.
Our husbands met us after and we had a great lunch. These are wonderful people.
Went to the temple again for Tuesday Temple and then fed
about 22 YSA’s after. They always hang
out for the day so I put them to work on our Missionary Board. They had a great time and it kept them busy
for a little while.
Thursday it started to rain and thunder and lightening like
I had never seen it before. We got a
couple of calls from people telling us we better cancel Mission Prep because of
the storm. They were predicting flooding
in many parts of Suva. We tried to get
ahold of all of our YSA’s but not all of them have phones. I thought for sure no one would come out on a
day like this and didn’t go over to the center to check and see if they showed
up. Well about 2:00 we decided to
venture out to the store and to see what was going on around us. HOLY COW, there were waterfalls where they
shouldn’t have been waterfalls. It was a
mess. Mud slides, water everywhere and
concrete from the roads was crazy. We
stopped by the service center and guess who was there. Our YSA!
Nothing keeps these kids home.
It’s great.
Friday night there was a Stake YSA’s dance. You would have thought because of the flood
it would have been canceled. NO
WAY. It went on as scheduled and we all
had a great time. They can really dance
and love love love it. Mark helped take the sound system home and the kids loved his shirt he was wearing. He's becoming the fashion king.
Saturday we went to lunch with the seniors. Mark ordered a fish dish. Looks pretty yucky to me but he quite liked
it.
Saturday night we had activity night
and we had 40-45 show up. Another record
breaker. We had a fun game night and had
tournament going on all over the building.
We played pool, ping-pong, jenga, the Fijian version of pool and
sequence. We had prizes for the winners
and they had a great time.
We are doing great.
We are tired but that is part of the missionary life I guess. I was studying for a lesson and I guess I
fell asleep. Those of you who know me,
know that I can’t even fall asleep in bed without a sleeping pill so I must
really be tired.
Life is great. We are
happy and healthy. These people are making
such an impact in our lives. Their
desire to do what is right and the trials they face in doing so is
inspiring. We found out today at church
that 2/3 of our wards homes were affected by the flood. We called some of our YSA’s to see if they
were ok and they said “Sista Peterson we are doing good, no worries” and then
we hear the real story. They say “this
is the Fijian way. We just keep smiling
and moving on.” I love them all so
much. I will never be the same after
this mission.
Love to you all until next week.
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