In the midst of indescribable trash and litter, there she was, a bright light of joy!
Can you tell I miss my own beautiful little ones???
I had to share with her Grandmother, Empiah.
Then we were on to visit "Mike Tyson" and his mother, Entayang. She is wearing a sarong, but they all have towels that are very much a part of their clothing because it is terrifyingly hot in their kampong. I watched sweat literally pour down Dad's face and neck. It runs into my eyes and down my back... sometimes even down my legs! We have decided to carry towels, too!
This is the whole family and dad. The littlest boy was stark naked when we came. He is lucky!
Outside, we stop to decide where to go next. Our two elders: Elder Limpahan from Sabah and Elder Stone from Salem, Utah. The two young men are Lucas and Anthony, our "guides" through the "maze." Without them, we would never know where to go. Lucas is a phenomenal young man who even teaches seminary and loves to go with the Elders. Anthony is a new convert equally as dedicated. They are wonderful help.
Across from where we were conferring: more of the environment of the Kampong... Often it is running with sewer water where we walk. Chickens, ducks, and cats everywhere. Today, we walked narrow boards to keep out of the water and climbed up and down big boulders to find some of the houses.
Just when one thinks it is impossible to go on, the children save us, and give us hope.
A new investigator, Samun, and grandchild. She was very receptive and promised to come to Church on Sunday. This is where we hope to recognize her and welcome her and help her not feel alone. And so the gospel is spread... one by one... over the whole earth. Some days it is fiercesomely difficult, but we are trying to pay OUR debt of gratitude for the "Indescribable Gift."
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