Hello family,
I've had another great week in Sandakan.
Last Wednesday, we went to give Misdi one of the recent convert lessons, Priesthood and Auxiliaries. We took Elder Morrey with us (we didn't take Sister Morrey because she was feeling sick that day, and she is having a very hard time adjusting, so I don't think bringing her there would be the best thing). After we had talked with Misdi and said an opening prayer, Elder Dhillon turned to me and said "Why don't you teach about the Aaronic Priesthood?" Now, this had happened before. Usually, I'll struggle through a few simple sentences, while the people I am teaching stare at me, nod, and smile. I don't think I ever make much sense. But on this occasion, I was surprised when, as I opened my mouth, an understandable lesson came out. I could explain the purpose of the priesthood, and the duties of the offices of the Aaronic Priesthood in comprehensible malay. And Misdi understood me. The thing that amazed me even more than having the gift of tongues for a moment, was that I don't know that lesson in English very well. I certainly couldn't have explained it as simply as I did for Misdi (Since he is uneducated, Misdi needs very simple explanations). I could feel the power of God working through me that night.
Esperanza is in really a sticky situation right now. It's a long story. Jose and Esperanza are not married. They're both illegal immigrants from the Phillipines, so they cannot get married in Malaysia. Esperanza was married once before in the Phillipines, so due to the heavy Catholic influence, it's doubtful she would be able to remarry someone else. So, for now, we will have to stop teaching them because they cannot progress toward being baptized. We've encouraged them to come to church- which Esperanza did this Sunday. We plan on having Elder and Sister Morrey visit them occasionally, so maybe they would decide to seperate , or take the necessary measures to be married, so they could be baptized.
I don't think I ever told you- I ate durian flavored ice cream at a branch activity a couple of weeks ago. I don't know what you know about durian, but they call it the king of all fruits. You either absolutely hate it or absolutely love it, and right now, I'm leaning toward the former. I'm still not sure, though. I'll have to try the real thing. Elder Dhillon thought I would really like it, because you can usually tell whether you like the taste based on how you feel about the odor. Durian emits a strong odor that some people can smell a mile away. To some people, like me, the odor just smells fruity. Others think it smells like dung. For that reason, all the Singapore underground trains have signs "No smoking. No pets. No eating or drinking. No durians."
I've got some dragon fruits today. I had a little extra money from the last week, so I thought I would try some new fruits. Budgeting works well.
Elder and Sister Morrey have been having us over for lunch on Sunday, Tuesday (because of our District meetings), and Friday (because of language classes that we have). I've realized I can't handle as much food as I used to. Since I eat more than I should during those lunches, I've just been getting less and less hungry, and have put on a couple of pounds. It's all good, though. I just need to control myself better.
Those dragon fruits are looking really good right now. I'm excited.
I went on a quest to find some parmesean cheese today. No success. We went to a grocery store that specializes in imported stuff, but they didn't have any.
We were showing the Morreys where Sheila (the less active whose dog bit me) lives. I noticed something was missing. My beloved dog wasn't there. I'll admit, it worried me at first, because if the dog wasn't chained where I could see it, it could be doing a lot worse things than barking at me. No one was home, but as we went to leave, we saw one of Sheila's young sons. Elder Dhillon asked him where the dog was. "Dead" was his reply. Sad day. We didn't find out any of the details.
You know, I used to buy dragon fruit juice drinks. They were delicious. Ben thought they tasted like cough syrup, but I loved them.
Speaking of, good luck on your drivers test, Ben. Ben with a driver's license ... I'm glad I'm in Malaysia. haha.
Brandon sent me an email today telling me about all sorts of things. He said that Brady and Steven got in an accident, that they're okay but a bit shaken up. If you ever see them, tell them ... well, I'm not sure what I would want you to tell them. Just tell them hello, I guess.
Oh man, I'm having dragon fruit tonight!
Ooh, one more thing. You remember that phone bill from when I called after Grandpa died. Well, I tried hard to track that thing down. I finally got ahold of the bill from that month. The phone call didn't show up on that bill (or any other bill as far as we can tell). We asked the phone company about it, and they have no record that the phone call ever took place. So now, I can rest in peace.
Gotta go.
Love,
Elder Muffler
Editor's Note: I found these pictures posted on the internet of signs prohibiting Durian Fruit on the Singapore Subway System: