Sunday, March 11, 2018

Week 33 - The Black Eel and Taro

Can you guess what I've eaten this week? That's right. Black eel. The long, fat, water snake from the depths of the ocean. It actually tasted surprisingly good! Lots of meat, not a lot of bones. Tastes more like fish back home than the fish here taste like fish.

Our lovely basket of fried fish, fried banana, Taro, and the Black Eel.
We also took out a Member Present this week. Shanya. She's from Fiji and her Dad is from India. Very cute! Her whole family is very active and strong. When we dropped her back home, her Mom invited us in for dinner, we smelled strong Indian spices so of course we said yes!

They had made chicken gizzard curry and lamb stew. Both, AMAZING. Very very good authentic Indian food, with homemade tortilla/naan bread. The best part? We were in a home. A beautiful, nice, clean american house. But what really made it a home, was all coming together at the end, reading a couple scriptures, and then everyone willingly, and anxiously, gathering together to kneel in prayer. Gospel centered families and homes are so so powerful. I am forever grateful for mine.

So the member present we took out has these new neighbors. A couple and their little baby. The wife is from central america, the husband is VERY German. We met them and they were very nice. The German, Chris said his Dad's brother is the leader of the Mormon church in German or somewhere. Anywho, just the day before we met him, I was unpacking some more, and I found the random pamphlet I brought from the MTC that was in German! Crazy coincidence, eh? I totally forgot I even brought it. We'll see what happens eh?

Our district
On Saturday, it felt like a pretty darn chill summer day. Sunny and warm, and we walked down to the dock of Pohnrakied (The village of Kapingamarangi people who speak Kirinit) to do service. The people we were going to do laundry with, the local way, weren't home. So we sat in a hammock at the members house, while she sewed a handicraft, and we taught her the "saturday is a special day" Primary song for a little bit. It was quite lovely :) You may be thinking, "What? You just sat and talked in a hammock? And didn't share a gospel message? You're wasting your time as a missionary." That might be true in some aspects. But, in reality, I look at it more from the perspective of we took the time needed to show someone the love we're called to share. That's what this gospel is :) And sometimes, in the mission, you need to just take a couple extra minutes, sit down with someone, and just lovingly converse. Sometimes all people need is your time. Not your words, not your work, or your gifts, but your time. The member we sat with is an older woman who we haven't had the greatest connection with yet. But after that short 20 minute rest with her, I feel we all love each other a whole lot more! Yesterday, three of the less actives from that area came to church. and the week before, two others came. It's pretty amazing :)

The O.G. Kitti gang!
So I'm trying really really hard to learn Kirinit as fast as I can!! Kinda hard though because there are NO materials at all. I'm going to try and buy a Kirinit Bible from the Protestant pastor in Pohnrakied. Just gotta meet him this week. But that's all that's translated. Wish me luck!

I'm glad all is well back home and the gospel is alive and thriving in Wellsville! I hope you've all had a wonderful week! Love you so much!! Pet a horse for me and share the Good word of God <3


Love,
Sister Nicole Felt

Pretty sure this cat's got brain damage

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