One of the members that we are close with had her
baby. I can't wait to see him tomorrow. The best part is his name-- ready?
Ishmael Zoram. Yes, straight out of the Book of Mormon. Her other child is named
Zion. They are very poor. I feel bad for them. They had to walk to the
hospital! She had to walk to the hospital while she was starting to go into
labor. Apparently the hospital was super overcrowded and she was in labor for a
long time so they kicked her out of the room so they could use it for other
people. She had to have her baby and recover in the hallway. When we went to
their house to teach some of their family members, who are our investigators, we
overheard them talking about what they were going to eat for dinner. They were
trying to scrounge up some rice... no main dish. Then we asked them about it
and she just said "yeah, I'm really hungry." I almost cried. I'm
trying to think of what I can do for them... Sister T and I are going to buy
the baby an outfit later today so that the baby will have something ok to wear.
On Saturday afternoon,
we went to a stake relief society activity (right during prime
proselyting time). It turned out to be a 3 hour discussion on
modesty and how to properly wear garments. I’m not exaggerating. They didn't
say anything you aren't allowed to say outside of the temple. There were
investigators there! Also, they said, "and missionaries, we know you have
to walk a lot, but can you just comb your hair? You still have to look
presentable!" ok... thank you for that. I'll try to work on my hair as I'm
climbing up hundreds of steps in a tropical storm... haha.
We had a ward FHE. It was very fun. One of our investigators came! Did I tell you about her last week? She’s the investigator that kind of creeps us out that has a ton of problems? She came with her old helper guy and the guy that is boarding at her house. I think she had a good time. She didn't come to church because apparently her son who is a preacher was giving a sermon so she had to attend that. Also, a member informed us that she used to own a bar with prostitutes. She was like in charge of them and the whole barangay calls her "mama." She is quite the character. I'll let you know how it goes.
We were tracting the other day. We knocked on this house and this guy came out and was holding a half-dead chicken upside down. He had just apparently beaten it to death. We tried to give him a pamphlet but he said he was too busy beating his chicken.
Last week, we were teaching one of our less-active families. They said their 14-year-old was at a birthday party. Our lesson was on the Word of Wisdom. I was teaching and then I just hear a really loud knock/beating on the door. Their son comes in just staggering around. Immediately his parents start asking him what he drank. That was super awkward! Apparently, that's the first time he ever drank and it happened to be while the missionaries were at his house teaching the Word of Wisdom. So sad...he's 14! Anyway, then his dad looks at us and says---"OK, let's continue."
We taught Sister M last night. We are really struggling with what to do with her. She is not progressing at all anymore. We watched the restoration with her. We bore our testimonies and the spirit was really strong. I hope that she recognized it. But, some good news…Sister H is down from 5 cigarettes a day to one.
We have whole parts of our mission that aren’t open
for missionaries yet. Hopefully more areas will be open soon.
I’ve got to go. Love you! Have a great week!
Brother Damaso and his son
Tri-zone conference. I said, "Hey, let's take a picture with both of you kissing my cheeks." Sister Ackerman refused.
On the way to one of our investigator's house in Bua, Tuding
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