So, I'm in Mongolia! It was a LONG trip, but we made it! We
left Provo on Tuesday morning, took the Frontrunner and the Trax, then flew to Houston,
7 hour layover, flew to Beijing (15ish hour flight), then a 14 hour layover in
Beijing (we got delayed), then to Mongolia.... we got here Friday morning
Mongolia time. I am so done with traveling!
Friday we had to do some training stuff at the mission home,
had dinner with Elder Wong of the 70 and the president’s family, and we went to
a sketchy hospital. Let me just say I have never seen a hospital like that.
They had to do some tests for immigration purposes, and they drew blood.... BUT
they did it FROM MY HAND!! It was the worst, and the entire top of my hand has
been bruised since then!! I'm trying to come up with a story about how I got
it... accepting suggestions.
On Saturday, we got our companions and started our mission
life. My companion is Sister Sneddon from Park City. She is absolutely
amazing!! She has been out 18 months and extended her mission a month to train
me (I'll have her for 5 weeks, then I'll be given a different trainer). We have
two areas: Bayanzurkh and Nailakh. We have the biggest are in the mission, so
we definitely have a lot of work to do. The areas are both gir districts, so
the people we teach are extremely poor. It is so humbling to be in their homes,
eating the little food they have that they give us, and walking around those
areas. I love the people already and am so amazed by them. They will walk miles
carrying their gallons of water that they get from a well... wow!
Sunday, we went to church at our branch. There were about 40
people. I was asked to stand and introduce myself and bear my testimony, so I
did and they se
emed to understand, woohoo! I also had a couple conversations by
myself with people... woohoo again! I don’t understand most of what is being
said, but I can pick out words and follow along and give my input. I've even
taught a few lessons and they more or less understand what I'm saying.
We went to visit and teach a less active family yesterday,
and when we walked inside their tin fence towards their gir, their dog attacked
me... I saw my life flash before my eyes... seriously though, and they are
building a bashin (house of sorts) out of bricks, so there were piles of bricks
behind me. I had my jacket in front of me ready to go all matador style on that
dog (or monster I should say). Luckily, the kids got the dog in time and took
it away, and we went inside their gir to teach. I was lucky enough to get away
without a bite.
It's so crazy walking down these dirt roads. There are cows
and wild dogs that wonder the streets. It is so different and amazing. I love
it here.
This morning we went to a monument where Mongolia was
actually dedicated for the work. It was amazing!! President shared these
thoughts: When he was serving, a member of the 70 came and spoke, and during the
middle of his talk stopped and said, "I feel impressed to share that the
pure blood of Israel runs through your veins." God truly has preserved
Mongolia for a special purpose. In Jacob 5, it talks about the lord’s vineyard
and the 4th period is the gathering of Israel... that is happening here in
Mongolia. I feel so privileged to be serving here and helping these people.
Also, as we were walking back from the monument, I stepped
into a stinging nettle, and boy is it bad... I have a lizard-like bubbly foot
now.. oh well. Tis the life of a missionary in Mongolia.
My first Mongolian meal! |