~miracle child~


Iaorana tatou 

~~miracle bébé~~
For some context, we go street contacting on this street called Ahonu pretty much every day. Fun fun. A few weeks ago we met Wendy! We taught her à couple times and every time she was holding this one baby. This baby is very cute and as curly Brown hair and he giggles when I make silly faces. 11/10 à good baby. 
On Thursday this week, we passed by another house at Ahonu and started teaching this man named Tehaamaru who was taking care of this very same baby. It turns out that Tehaamaru is this baby's dad. 
Yesterday, we were doing more street contacting at à différent part of Ahonu and started talking to this couple. They turned around and we realized that they were holding, yet again, the same baby. 

The power of this child. 

To summarize, this baby has been présent when we have found 3 différent people to teach. 

I will keep you all updated on this baby's efforts to convert the entirety of Ahonu. 

And now, some thoughts about bread. 


Everyday at exactly 10 am and 4 PM the faraoa pereo'o (bread car) drives through the street of Ahonu, honking its horn and inviting the résidents to buy their bread. Everyone flocks outside to buy their morning and evening baguettes. 

We made this observation and now plan street contacting accordingly so that we can follow the faraoa pereoo and teach those who wait on the bread. 

"And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst."

Other highlights of the week: 
Teaching Tehaamaru! He is so ready and our first 2 lessons with him were amazing. 

We learned how to make palm frond hats with an incredibly patient Mami. 

Our ward asked us to do a family home evening for the entire street of Ahonu. It was kind of scary because it was just us, our yoga object lesson, and à whole bunch of neighbors who prefer Tahitian, but we still felt the Spirit. It did kind of turn into a tahitian open mic night at the end as several neighbors stood up and bore their testimonies i roto i te reo tahiti so that was cool.

Zone conference! This zone conference featured Sœur Hunter, à tahitian senior missionary, loudly serenading Sœur Young with the song "forever young" in the temple parking lot. 

All this week, Sr Young and I felt the impression to cross one specific bridge in our area and try to find someone. Everyday we planned to do this, but other lessons or contacts got in the way and we simply never had time. Yesterday, we finally had a spare 20 minutes, so we crossed the bridge and found Heitiare and Andre! Miracles!
Follow those spiritual impressions, even if things get in the way. 

A quote I read this week says “As you keep your face towards the sunshine, the shadows cannot help but fall behind you.” When we look for the bad, for the darkness, for the sadness, it is easy to be found. However, happiness can also be found, if we turn towards the light and look for the joy. Gratitude and optimism and laughter are all ways that I have been able to look towards the sunshine and leave the shadows behind. 🌺🥰

Nana! Je vous aime! 

The black bag in the pictures is full of rambutans. It is once agaim rambutan season and everyone and their dog has a rambutan tree, so we got a huge garbage bag, plus several other large bags and boxes, full of rambutans. Send help. Jk jk I love rambutans. 

Love you! 








Also


Yesterday I casually played the ukulele at a fatamaaraa and it immediately turned into a music video shoot. Behold the link if your are interested because it made me giggle


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