Monday, September 8, 2014

The Spirit of Fire

Sanbonani!
 
Yoh... The big 21. For being away from family and friends, I don't think there was a better way to celebrate it than chilling with the crocs, having dinner overlooking the Indian ocean, and being with good people. Crocodile Creek exceeded expectations. Apparently they have round about eight or nine thousand crocs there, and they actually moved around and stuff, unlike the ones at the Hogle Zoo that are just statues! Our crocodile dundee tour guide or whatever reminded me so much of Steve Irwin, and I feel like one day he's gonna reach the same fate... Haha, yoh. He was crawling all over the crocs, provoking them, making them bite... But I guess he's a professional, so he probably knows what he's doing! We could have eaten a croc burger there, which would have been cool... They say it tastes like chicken. But we ended up going to a place on the beach in Ballito called Al Pescatore. And mama...we used all the decorations you sent us! The waiters at the restaurant were cracking up! And to finish off the day, the Phoenix elders dropped us back off in Stanger. We had one appointment to walk to, and as we were walking back, one of the...uh...ladies of the night...that hangs around the chapel starts following us and says, "I love you!Where do you work?" Without missing a beat I say, "Oh, we don't work. We're missionaries for the Church!" As I pointed to the chapel, she stopped dead in her tracks, said, "Oh. Well I'll see you next time!" and ran off back to her corner. Here's to 21 years.
 
So probably the biggest highlight of the week is our new ride! We taxied down to Durban on Wednesday to pick it up and were pleasantly surprised to find that we'd be driving an automatic Aveo. Part of me was hoping for a manual Etios so I could learn to drive stick a bit better, but looking at how many hills are in Stanger... We'll be happy with the Aveo. There's no McDonald's here, but there are a couple in Durbs... So Elder Mphaka insisted we stop by before we headed back. There's something about a Big Mac... No matter where in the world you go to get one, it's still delicious to the taste. My arteries disagree, but it's fine.
 
Hmmm... The new senior couple in Durban is the Rowberries, and they are power power power. They joined us for our district meeting in Stanger this week and helped us out with some fantastic ideas. We're working on organizing some service projects, working with local churches and organizations to strengthen the youth, working with the community to organize a stop smoking class, and the big one I'm excited to see play out... The big radio station here is called uKhozi FM, and they were broadcasting from Salt Lake last month. The area office is working on putting together a DVD that shows the Church in action alongside with some of the people's favorite personalities from uKhozi, so we're gonna be able to use that as a proselyting tool pretty soon. The Rowberries have that greenie senior couple fire that Durban needs. Our district meeting might have gone an hour longer than we planned, but we're excited for everything we got planned! We're ready to see miracles!
 
So now that we have the car it's made it easier to have evening appointments with some of the members that stay kinda far. Brother Sudi recently got married and we're teaching his wife right now, and up until this point we've only been able to teach her at church on Sundays, but now with the car, we were able to make it out to their place! Woo! It was kind of an adventure... We went safariing (I think that's how you'd spell that...not sure) through like 50 kilometres of wrong turns, but finally made it there eventually. Unfortunately with how far it is and our allotment of k's, it looks like we're still going to have to stick with teaching her at church on Sundays... But it was a fun adventure while it lasted.
 
We did some service at Brother Benny and Sister Naleen's Saturday morning, and those two crack me up. Brother Benny's getting older and losing his marbles a little bit, and he was showing us all the plants and everything growing around his house. He told us something about how the birds carry seeds and stuff and stuff can accidentally start growing in your yard, and that he's accidentally growing daga for that reason, which is the South African word for herb, weed, pot, marijuana, whatever you want to call it... So he showed us, and I started cracking up because it definitely wasn't weed. Just a stray plant growing on the side of his house. Oh Brother Benny... But we love him anyway.
 
Taught some great lessons this week. Bright and Octavia have hit a couple rough patches, but they referred us to their neighbors, Clive and Yvonne, and they've taken the lessons very well. Clive works out of town most of the time, but we were able to share the Restoration with Yvonne, and she just lit up and was transfixed the whole lesson. She's accepted the invitation to be baptized, and the missionaries in Pietermaritzburg are going to get Clive updated on the lessons as well! The cool thing with missionary work is that we're gathering the Lord's sheep, and his sheep hear His voice. As missionaries, we speak the words of Christ, and the prepared recognize us as servants of Him. When you find those people, there's not a better feeling in the world. 
 
Let's see... We taught a new brother named Pascal this week. His Muslim friend sat in on the lesson with us, and that was a cool experience. It helped me to become a little more familiar with the Islamic beliefs. We mentioned Christ as the Son of God, and he stopped us and told us he only believes Christ to be a prophet, and not the Son of God. We were able to find common ground, though, as we believe that one of the missions of the Saviour's earthly ministry was prophetic. Really cool experience.
 
A testament to me of the power of service is a brother named Mnqayo that we've met as we've helped out at the local clinic. He loves the help we give at the clinic and has been super friendly with us. He was telling us this week about a heart problem he has, and we offered to give him a blessing at his house in the coming week. The smile he gave us was one of peace and comfort as he told us he would love that, so we'll be helping him with that this week.
 
Lots of good stuff ahead of us. Exchanges, district meetings, teaching, the works. Transfer news comes this Saturday, and most likely I'll be here in Stanger another couple transfers, but knowing the Lord's sense of humour you just never know sometimes...
 
Sala kahle, stay positive, and love your lives my friends.
 
Much love,
 
Umdala Johnson
 
Oh PS, the subject line... Is Brother Benny's favorite hymn, which we later found out is actually the Spirit of God, but we figured fire was close enough :)

Monday, September 1, 2014

Shared 9/1/14 - Happy 21st Birthday!!! Presents and Breakfast in Stanger….to be continued next week

In-N-Out Stanger style
 HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY!!!!! Presents and Birthday Banner in our boarding
Playing some songs from guitar book
Breakfast with companion at KFC
"21" years old!!!!

Learn from the past. Prepare for the future. Live in the present.

Sanbonani!
 
So I know it's not happening for you guys until like October or whatever, but Elder Mphaka and I hit Daylight Savings Time a couple times this week. During my interview a week or so back, I was asking Big Z what we could do to make our evenings more productive and he suggested sleeping an hour early and waking up an hour early on nights we don't have evening appointments (ya know, so we don't get robbed walking around too late). Still get to be productive while at the same time keeping our belongings! Woot! Benjamin Franklin would be proud!

What a week, what a week... It's been filled with exchanges, splits, walking, hiking, a couple crazies here and there, but at the end of it, lots of smiles and good times.

So some people are in walking areas, but for us we're in a fetching hiking area. And that's not an exaggeration at all. One of the trails that we take to get to part of Shakaville is called the King Shaka Memorial Route. It's uphill, there's waterfalls, trail markers, and even tourist signs. We just find ourselves laughing. I guess it's breaking the sabbath to exercise on Sunday, but eish... Should I be repenting if my legs are sore from hiking? Angazi... But on the plus side, it's been pretty cool seeing the culture first hand. Walking around, mingling with the people. Going to the taxi rank in the mornings and seeing all the locals peddling their merch. "Secret socks! Five rand!" "Aaaaairtime airtime airtime!" Stuff you don't get to see from the car. So I guess that'll be something we'll miss next week because we're getting....A NEW CAR!!! Holla! I mean I know it's just a coincidence that we're getting it the same week as my birthday, but come on... How many missionaries can say their mission president hooked them up with a car for their 21st birthday?

So the good news is productivity is going to sky rocket. We went on exchanges this week, and on Thursday, due to taking taxis to get everywhere we needed to be (picking up Elder Nkomo in Durban... Taxiing to Stanger... Taxiing to Mandeni... Taxiing back to Stanger...) we ended up with an hour of proselyting time. Eish. So it'll be good to actually be able to have evening appointments and teach a whole lot more. The number of lessons we've been able to teach has plummeted compared to my last areas, and that's something I've missed. We've got some appointments scheduled this week now and we're pretty excited.

I was with Elder Sieverts in Phoenix this week and we had a couple pretty cool experiences. Phoenix is an Indian area, and Indians love free stuff. So most places, you give someone a pass along card for a free DVD, and their reaction is my reaction when someone hands me a piece of paper... Toss it. But Indians, man... They call that number. So that's how they do a lot of finding. Anyway, we were handing out pass along cards and a brother named Kuben came up to us in tears telling us how rough his life is. His wife has cancer, he's been kicked out of his house, he has nowhere to stay, he's sold everything he has for food... It was tough. But you could see a sense of hope in his eyes when we were talking about the Atonement. A lot of the time in those situations, the hope of God's love is about all you can offer, but often times, that's exactly what they need in their lives. Later that evening we visited a potential investigator named Ivan. Elder Sieverts was telling me about him, and his story cracked me up. He's staying in a trailer in a grassy area that's surrounded by houses. The street's in kind of a U shape. Anyway, I guess what happened is he just planted his trailer there one day and claimed that land as his own. All the neighbors were ticked and tried petitioning the city to get him to leave, but what ended up happening is the government built him a house there, but the catch is that there's no electricity. It's one of those situations that just makes you scratch your head... The line that kept coming to mind was, "Way to plant, Anne!" Family, if you don't know where that's from I'll have to come that way and sort you out... But you should get it. It's about as Anne as the nose on plain's face.

Saturday we got to attend a... I dunno what you'd call it, but we'll call it a fireside... in Durban with Elder Carl B. Cook, the president of the Africa South East Area. What an experience. He's by far on of my favorite General Authorities to hear speak. The fireside was directed towards the members, but what I learned from it was mostly about how to improve as a missionary. He did it in the same format as our zone conference with Elder Bednar last year. He didn't have anything prepared, but he assigned us three talks to read, and then the program of the meeting was that there was an hour to share comments and things we've learned, and then an hour to ask questions. The Spirit was so strong, and everyone left the meeting having been uplifted. I was really impressed with the loving way he answered people's questions. One man made a comment that most people (me included) seemed to be rolling their eyes at. Something about when you print off talks, the speaker's picture at the top of the page being distracting... Anyway, it would have been really easy for Elder Cook to have made a comment that got a laugh, but he answered his question in the Saviour's way, and treated it genuinely with love and respect. It was humbling to me. I figured after the meeting if I played my cards right, I could say hello to him and probably ask him one short question, so I spent some time pondering on what that would be. As I went up to the front, Elder Cook greeted me with a huge smile and a great big bear hug, and I asked him what's the best advice he could give to a missionary that's got about a year left and just wants to work his hardest, and he gave me probably the best advice anyone could have. He said to wake up every day and pray to the Lord for guidance, just for that day. Then at night, give him an accounting of your efforts. Then repeat. "Learn from the past. Prepare for the future. Live in the present." He was in a rush after that, but those few short lines I felt like were the inspiration I needed that night. So simple, yet so profound. I walked away from that meeting with a huge smile on my face and pumped to get back to the work in Stanger.

We had some absolutely wonderful appointments on Sunday. The Tembo family had loved the Book of Mormon passages we left them and were excited to read more with us. Hehe, this was actually really funny... The Spirit was so strong, and Sister Tembo mentioned that it's hard for her to read because of her eyesight. And in a really humble voice, we hear Brother Tembo say, "Yeah, her eyes are a little fluffed up." Now he didn't actually say fluff, but... Just use your imagination. It was hard not to laugh, but we held it in. 

Today we'll be off to Ballito, Crocodile Creek, and then 21st birthday dinner on the beach! If you can't be with your family, I can't think of a better way to spend the big 21. Stay tuned for more good times ahead.

Sala kahle, stay positive, love your lives my friends.

Much love,

Umdala Johnson

Monday, August 25, 2014

Shared 8/24/14 - Stanger, Durban, and the King Shaka Museum

 Free Juice!!!
 King Shaka Museum…more pictures to follow
 Juice anyone?

 Durban…Lunch at House of Curries






 My boarding...


 More of the King Shaka Museum























 The traditional Zulu Homestead (Umuzi)

Let each heart be the heart of a lion

Sanbonani!

You know when you start it by giving your companion a haircut, it's gonna be a lekker week. When I'm back Utah side next year and you need a haircut, just hit me up! Five rand and you'll have the most even haircut of your life. I can promise with certainty that every hair on your head will be the same length. I mean granted, you won't have any hair at all on your head, but hey... The shaved look is pretty rockin'.

Still a tough week, but things are absolutely lookin' up! We're getting the taxi and walking around thing figured out, and for now, we've kinda decided we gotta focus our efforts as close to the chapel and boarding as we can. Remember the FREE JUICE stand we did in Newcastle? That made a triumphant return this week! While we were waiting for the Phoenix elders to drive up here for DDM on Wednesday we set it up outside the chapel. We were a little worried in the morning 'cause it looked like it was gonna rain, but the clouds cleared and it heated up and people wanted their juice. People were excited, I think one of the prostitutes that's usually loitering around the chapel when we walk home at night even took a Plan of Salvation pamphlet. Chalk one up for the missionaries!

Been doing as much service as we can... We volunteer at this clinic right across from our boarding and put labels on prescriptions and stuff. But the guy that runs it is Uncle Tough, and man... He's one of my favorite people. Elder Berry had told us the missionaries used to volunteer at this clinic, so we decided to go check it out, and as we did, Uncle Tough was ecstatic to see us! He started telling us all about how much he loves the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and put us right to work. He eventually started asking for more of their music, so we made him a CD with a bunch of their General Conference songs on it. Aaaand we may have slipped President Uchtdorf's talk "Come, Join with Us" on it as well. But as it turns out, missionaries have taught him in the past, and he's some cool leadership guy in the Church of the Holy Ghost, so odds are he won't be converted, but we can at least work together with him to share a message with the youth -- the rising generation. Stay tuned and see how that plays out in the coming weeks.

We ended up in Durban for interviews this week which went super well. Big Z... What a guy. Confirmed a lot of things to me about missionary work. The Lord is doing so much to help us to elevate this work, and I'm so glad to be a part of it. Before I got my mission call and before almost every transfer week, my the thing I pray for is just to know that wherever I end up, that's where the Lord needs me, and that confirmation comes to me every time. I know more than ever why the Lord needs me in the Durban mission, and why I needed to be transferred to Stanger. Sometimes it's for other people, sometimes it's for my own spiritual growth. No matter the reason, though, the Lord always knows best. President Zackrison was saying in a meeting with our zone that morning that Elder Hamilton was proud of how spiritual our mission is. He told President he didn't think it was possible to squeeze any more spirituality out of us, but President told us he's gonna try.

Sister Big Z took us out to lunch that day. At my suggestion, to the House of Curries. It's kind of like... The Red Iguana of Indian Food. It's on Florida Street in Durban, which I guess is the street of all streets to to dine out at in Durban. I'd heard lots about it in the past, and was stoked to finally try it. We all ordered roti wraps (roti being the equivalent of a tortilla), which basically looked like a giant burrito filled with Indian food. Heavenly. Absolutely heavenly. Now keep in mind, that's reflective of my thoughts while I was eating it, not my thoughts while I was on the toilet next day. Eish...

Remember the Tembo family I mentioned last week? From Malawi? Found them on the streets? We had a lesson with them yesterday, and man... Some people just come prepared. They were so excited to have us over, they loved the lesson, they accepted the invitation to baptism, and they even introduced us to their neighbors, without us even asking for a referral! Oh man... Their names are Bright and Octavia, and they are just stellar. A week full of bunked appointments can end up pretty alright when you end it with a lesson like that. 

The power was out all over town this morning, so we hit up the King Shaka Visitor Center this morning while we were waiting for power to come back. Pretty sweet. Eish... And I guess the resource center's closing so I'll explain more next week! Woops!

Sala kahle, stay positive, and love your lives my friends.

Much love,

Umdala Johnson

Monday, August 18, 2014

Shared 8/18/14 - Stanger, Ballito, and Durban


In Durban for a zone activity...
 Volleyball, braai, and a movie - The Saratov Approach
 President cooling up some braai
 A little basketball too...

 With a Davis Dart!

 Gecko
 Ballito...

 Sand sculpture


 Love the ocean!!!





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