Elder Matthew Halpin here.
I'm serving a Mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
I've been assigned to labor in the Singapore Mission.
I'm currently assigned to the Kota Kinabalu 2 Branch in Sabah, East Malaysia on the Island of Borneo.
My Family is updating this Blog for me.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
July 21, 2013 – Whumdinger of a week - Week 5 in Kuching
So this week has been the best yet.
I got my bike so we don’t have to use the piece of junk one
anymore... That being said I forgot to take a picture before we ripped off the
rear tire… I’ll probably have to stage a picture now.
We taught a bunch of lessons to less actives this week and 1
actually came to church yesterday!!!
We also got 3-4 new investigators!
3 were from a referral. Adrary, a 20 something year old
single guy, his mom Bali and his friend Ephul? We’re not actually sure of his
name. Anyway we taught them yesterday, and have a return appointment. At first
it was going well and Adrary was really interested, his mother less so. Then
his friend finally showed up (he was late and we had a different appointment to
get to). Apparently his friend had been taught before about a year ago but got
hung up on the whole "the bible says there will be no more prophets after
Jesus, and no more scripture either" before he showed, Adrary was
answering questions and providing input and it was great. After ephul showed up
though he just deferred all his questions to him. So our next lesson will focus
on getting him over that.
The other almost investigator (I say almost because she
won’t technically be an investigator until tomorrows lesson with her) is the
daughter in law of the less active who came to church. She said that she wanted
to learn so we will start teaching tomorrow.
Next thing that happened. So we’re at this mainly Malay
kompung looking for Christians. No luck with the few we found and there was
only one walkway left. So we start going and Elder Berger was a ways ahead of
me, he got to the door of the first house and someone was in it so he started
talking before I got there. I was about 10 meters behind him and then suddenly I
heard this guy yell "hey buddy leave, I don’t want you here!" So I’m
standing here looking at this guy stride towards us, the BIGGEST Malaysian I’ve
seen yet (bigger than me). So I say ok, and he's like "leave now, I hate
you" at that point I’m thinking apa hal?! that is to say "what
thing"? Anyway he comes up to us and is like "i hate you people, get
out of this kompung now", so we left.
The building houses service fell through, but we ended up
going to a members house and cleaning up her yard, (huge mess of vegetation and
metal to be sold).
But ya so it was fun. But overall best week so far. It was
mostly due to superior planning, and time management. Lesson learned.
I learned something else this week. Apparently times have
changed in the Singapore mission. When we were at the MTC our teachers told us
that for one year the entire mission had about 1000 baptisms- 80 missionaries. So
we all came out expecting investigators to fall into our laps because only
about 1 in 14 investigators actually joins. This was 2 years ago. It is not
like that anymore though. Basically in Malaysia people don’t move. So once all
the areas have been explored and tracted they’ve been explored and tracted. Apparently
if I had been in the exact same place i am now we could probably have 10-20
baptisms before we were transferred out (3 months). It kind of got me down. But
then, when I was reading Jeremiah I read 16:16. It says: "Behold,
I will send for many fishers, saith the Lord,
and they shall fish them; and after will I send for many hunters, and they
shall hunt them from every mountain, and from every hill, and out of the holes
of the rocks.". The fishers have come and pulled in all they could
with their nets. Now, we are the hunters and must hunt them out of the holes in
the rocks. So ya that was very inspiring for me.
Rosemitha: not sure what the best thing I’ve eaten here is,
that being said I’ve found something that dethrones durian as the worst. Corn
drink. Yes corn drink. I’ve been told that it can actually sometimes be good. This
was the bad type I suppose. Imagine this, you’re in a kompung house and in
every house you go in they serve you some sort of drink and some sort of
crackers or fruit. You just get there after an hour bike ride and sweat is
pouring out of you. It’s the middle of the day and is super-hot. You sit in
this house that is hotter than the outside and your dying. They bring out these
cake things and this pitcher. You start imagining cold orange or rose juice. The
next thing you know, the juice is warm and it tastes like I don’t even know
what. You have to choke it down because they gave it to you and then drink
however much more they pour for you (in this case 3 cups). Worst thing ever. All
i could think was the line from the Madagascar movie "smile and wave boys,
just smile and wave"
Katherine: that sounds like a lot of fun you had at primary.
In Sunday school we learned about the Pearl of Great Price and my companion
could not believe where it came from. I won’t be home for quite a while still,
but I’ll send you some pictures and a letter soon.
Dad: keep up the work, I love you, it sounds like your
making progress and I’m praying for you every day. ya we haven’t given up on
Simi yet, we will try to call her again this week.