Clint mission #51 1/4/99
Dear Family,
Wow, where did 1998 go? Almost a whole year in the mission field! Vern will probably have his mission call by the time that you get this letter. ( He does it is Figi leaves 4/28/99) I am going to have to write fast and furious tonight. We bought real doughnuts from the bakery and watched Beauty and the Beast for Family Home Evening it was great fun!!
Friday for New Years, we went out for lunch at the Inter Continental Buffet. Grandpa Hafen would have loved it. They had crab and boy you should have seen the size of the shrimp. I did not have my special fork with me so it was difficult to get to the crab. There was a German family/group at the restaurant. I could understand them and thought about specking with them, but I opened my mouth and Khmae comes out.
At the start of the week, we thought that were very full with appointments, but we had so many set backs and people who had to quit studying: IE The guy from New Zealand decided that while he is here he should take a wife home. . . .he quit –although he has the name of the church in English to find in New Zealand and a copy of the Khmae Book of Mormon. Sit a neighbor of ours down the street has been an investigator for about 2 weeks and has already read the Book of Mormon once. He got word a friend is sick up in Siam Reap and he headed North to help.
So we have been trying to find some more people to teach. I worry about Sarum. He is the golden incredible man with a wife and family who we have been teaching since Sept. He has been on a ten day business trip to Siam Reap. I want so badly to see this family make it to the waters of baptism. What a privilege and a test of patience it is to meet with this family once a week Sunday Night.
Elder Badger and I had a good P-day today and as we talked and got to know each other a little better we found out we had something in common. . . .R.E.M.
A really special fast Sunday. I really felt the Spirit strong as ( written in Khmae ) a young woman of strong faith bore her testimony. After her another good testimony and then a pause, a pause that grew longer and so finally I stood up. I didn’t really know what to say but I know that everyone there had felt the Spirit and tried to identify that. Afterwards I had the privilege of staying right there at the mic and translating for Sister Johnson.
Well I’m out of time. I can not wait to here Vern’s call. Here is my guess for you Vern----Phnom Penh Cambodia! Word!
Love your Son, Brother, and Missionary,
Elder Rogers