Comp: Elder Kabangu
Area: Yaounde, Cameroun
Dear Dad,
This week has been one of the most interesting weeks of my life, and not much actually happened to put it into perspective. Yes transfers happened, and all the jazz but not much happened. It was just interesting to see how things changed when transfers came.
Things that happened this week.
I got my 9th companion, Elder Kabangu.
I got my first African companion.
I am a Zone Leader with Elder Kabangu.
Elder Lavering went home.
I now have, more and at the same time less, responsibilities than I did when I was District Leader.
Elder Zeregui went to Gabon.
Elder Rakotondrabeharison went back to Kinshasa.
Elder Rakotondrabeharison went back to Kinshasa.
I am now the oldest missionary on this side of the mission.
I have four months left.
I have four months left.
Every transfer I draw out a calendar in the back of my planner that lasts for three transfers, so 18 weeks, and now I can see HOME at the very end. I don't like it man. IT FREAKS ME OUT.
I finished my 5th journal on my mission this week.
I had deja-vu a million times. Like, stuff I have seen in dreams years ago.
And I guess that was about it.
One of the highlights of this week and of my mission was talking to a lady that I taught and saw baptized when I was here over a year ago. She told me this. She said, "When you came you were a tiny infant, my child, and now you have become a man. You have truly changed."
One of the highlights of this week and of my mission was talking to a lady that I taught and saw baptized when I was here over a year ago. She told me this. She said, "When you came you were a tiny infant, my child, and now you have become a man. You have truly changed."
It was sick. It made me realize just how grateful I am for my mission and everything that is has done for me. I am forever indebted to my Creator. It just sucks that I will never be able to pay Him back, but I can do my best.
Anyways, that was my week. Our apartment is awesome, Brazzaville might be opened up for proselyting for the white kids on the block and apparently it has gone all the way up to the First Presidency, so we will see how that goes. And that was my week.
I love you Dad. Stay classy Portland.
I love you Dad. Stay classy Portland.
I will talk to you next week.
Until next time,
Love Elder Massé
Love Elder Massé
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