I left my planner at home, which is a shame, because now I can't remember the highlights of the week that I was prepared to share with you! I was racing the security alarm out the door, so it must have fallen out. It's amazing how well day to day life blends in as a missionary, and how recalling them are so hard. I realised that my past emails have once again become only somewhat spiritual, exciting, or uplifting. It's not because I'm not loving my Malawian Missionary life or terribly depressed, but I think it's just that everything is so normal to me that it doesn't seem significant enough to share it, because to me these spiritual tender mercies and experiences have just become as normal to me as eating three meals a day. I will repent, and strive to do better to recognize specific moments and experiences and share them with my dedicated supporters.
Unfortunately, almost all of our appointments fell through this week. It was alot of creativity of plan B's and C's. However I do have some highlights:
-We have one Recent Convert in our area. His name is Vumbulutso, or Revelations. He was 'babatised' in November and is an incredible natural missionary. He hangs out with us alot, but after a few days we noticed that he only contacts males, and says nothing when we contact females. We asked him why. Ready for his response? "I don't really chat with girls." My companion: "WHAT? Why not?!" Rev: "They scare me." Me: "SERIOUSLY?! Why?" Rev: "They remind me of my grandma. And my grandma scares me." And so began Sister Griffus and my longest attack of laughter of the week. We have now taken it as our companionship goal to get him over this fear. This week we planned to pull out the FSOY on him- dating 101 here we come!
-On Saturday we got stuck walking to the Chapel for cordination. Why? The President got married. Closest thing to a Royal Wedding. I was dying.
That's pretty much all I have time for! But Malawi is rocking, and as a wise missionary once told me "You either die lazy, or crazy." And as for me and my house, I have chosen the later.
Sister Clifford
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