But no worries, my friends; nothing can stop this work!
We had a powerful week. You know, the kind that makes you so eternally grateful that you listened to the spirit (and in my case came on mission)? We had nail-biting times, when Brother L told us that he'd found a house closer to the church, but he'd also been offered a job by the airport which is across the city. My companion and I taught him a lesson on faith and went home crossing our fingers and praying. The next day we saw him in Makatani, looking cheerful as ever. He told us that he'd made a decision, and my comp and I were practically on our toes before he told us...
That he's moving to Kauma! He turned down the job (which is unheard of here!) and found a house that he's confident that he and his wife can afford. We were over the moon about it! And then on Sunday, he even brought his wife and young son along! We were so happy to meet them, and we know that this wonderful couple has been prepared by God Himself.
Some more wonderful-ness: Mission President came and we're having Zone Conference this week, and when President P leaves on Wednesday he might be taking some missionaries with him. I say might, because I know for a fact that for the next transfer I am staying right here in the Celestial area! I'm so happy, especially with the pending baptisms we have this next month (S, a 19-year-old on the 3rd, and the L's on the 17th--powerful, yeah?!). Also it would seem that I'll be 'killing' my mother (or trainer as some call them). She's leaving in April, and I think I'll be her last comp before she goes a week and a half in Zambia.
You know, the subject of this email means 'the azungu has a very bad cold', and when I read that scripture (Alma 26:27) I realized I wasn't bearing my afflictions with patience. I'll work on that this week. And Sister N and I have shared that scripture between ourselves many times, replacing Lamanites with Malawians. And right now I am really trying my level best, but this cold (beginning to think its something else) sometimes gets the better of me and I all but pass out during lessons. But don't worry, my mother is a loving one, and she encourages me every day just by getting me water when I start to cough.
The weather here feels like early May. I told my companion and she looked at me like I was crazy (because early May in South means winter is coming very soon). You know that feeling when it's the last couple days of school, and you know that there are just lazy days ahead? Somehow the weather has brought on the same kind of feeling for me. That's really the best I can describe it... (Sister N also looked at me like I was crazy when I told her).
As for the grossest thing I've eaten, or been offered, (and I'll get a lot of pouts from the villagers for saying this out loud) is nsima. Imagine taking corn flour, boiling water, and stirring the flour in until it makes a putty like substance. Then you eat it with random leaves you pull off the ground, or beans, or these little tiny fish the size of my pinky... yeah. I managed to eat half a lump my first time, but the second time I could hardly finish three fingerfuls. I've tried, though... it's just the consistency of salt dough and tastes about the same... I'm not complaining, its just my companion and I avoid eating in the area as much as possible!
I don't really have much else to report this week that I haven't already written, so I'll just say farewell by dropping a hymn: Come Listen to a Prophet's Voice. Love you!
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My friends, this week's spiritual thought comes from hymn # 277, and the scriptures associated. We know that the Lord has commanded us to 'be ye therefore perfect', and sometimes we may wonder how on earth we can do so. Well, the answer is found in 2 Timothy 3:14-17. I'll just let you explore those scriptures freely, and let you come to your own conclusions. But don't forget to read!
Love you all!
Sister Adams
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