Monday, October 12, 1998

Oct 12, 1998

Clint Letter #38                                                                                                                                                                        Oct. 12, 1998
Dear Family,

                How was San Diego?  Hope everyone had a fun trip.  I received a Halloween package and a package of signed Book of Mormons.  Thank you very much!  I have already given the Book of Mormons away to special people. (Special because they were one of the lucky three.)
                We have been working hard this week trying to: help our investigators progress, prepare Snaa, Phet, Tuan for baptism 18th or 25th, inactive and finding people to teach.
                Snaa is 19, Phet is 14, Tuan 16.  Kloh Saat is a new member of about 2 months Phet is his son, Snaa his nephew, and Tuan is a friend.  These 3 young men are awesome and excited about the gospel.  Two problems are they struggle finding a way to church each week, and there house has got to be the noicest in Cambodia.  We have been trying to get Saat involved and unite his family in the gospel.  He has been coming and going from town tending some rice that he is growing.
                The house is built along a wall, they also run kind of a neighborhood restaurant.  It just so happens that there is also a hole in the bars right there at their house so that people can cut through.  With people coming and going for food and passage, it is like grand central station.  It is hard to teach.  This past week has been a little better as we too went through the wall and sat out in the open chairs.
                Again we are trying to rope them all together for a baptism on the 18th or 25th.
                This past week it rained every single day.  The pant legs from knee down get splattered with mud, shoes need regular attention.
                I had two neat experiences with prayer this past week.  I’d like to share them both.  About Thursday or so, the Blue Planner was empty in our morning slot.  I had been thinking and planning for this time the night before, but nothing came to mind or felt right.  We were getting ready to leave the house at 7:00a.m. and I again said another quick prayer as I was preparing the Japanese Red Rider.  Just after that Elder Daniels comes in the garage and says “Hey I got a referral for you.”  We went and found Soty and had a great first discussion.
                Saturday again all ideas used up.  Elder Brooking and I pulled over to the side of the road and said a little prayer.  We had an hour and ½ before lunch and asked that we might be able to find someone and teach the first discussion.  We went up the street 2 blocks and found Marady a man who attends another Christian Church but wanted to know what the Book of Mormon was.  We had another great discussion.
                Heavenly Father is taking care of us.  It is difficult to be in this new position of trying to help Elder Brooking learn the language and also be the one making sure the needs of the investigators are being met.
                I go out with my zone leader all day on Wednesday, Elder Harmon.  I’m glad for this as I can have him help me, also help me know what to do with a couple of investigators who are stuck between the 1st and 2nd discussion, and also Elder Brooking spends the day with Elder Pruett who has been here only
2 ½ weeks.  Elder Brooking will be thrown in the fire a bit.
                I also enjoyed the pictures I received.  The fountain in the pool made the party Mom.  Sounds and looked like a big success.  Jon I like the new cleats, how is the team doing?
                Well out of time for this week.
                I am almost through 2 Nephi in round 3 of the Book of Mormon reading since I graduated form High School.  This time I continue to build scripture chains and use the institute study I inherited from Elder Fernandez.  I love to read each morning.  I encourage all of you to do the same.  There is power there.
                I love all of you, and wait for a good report from the San Diego trip.
                                                Love you Son, Brother, Missionary,
                                                                                Elder Roger