So usually this is a very good thing to have but sadly, it is opposite of what you think. This week actually marks the littlest amount of people in sacrament I have ever experienced. The number was ( drum roll please).... 5. The group leader, me and my comp, and two investigators. Still a very spiritual meeting though which taught me a very good lesson. Now I have done sacrament for people at homes before but it never really hit me till this week how important the sacrament can be. Even though there were so few people I felt more motivated to make this sacrament special. I was blessing so I tried my best to put as much spirit in the prayers as I could, and it was awesome! The spirit could be felt and we actually had a very good meeting. I got the big straw being the only member who didn't have to give a talk. Message to priests, always try to make the prayers for sacrament spiritual, no matter if it is a big congregation or you are blessing for an old lady at her home, those are not recitations, they are prayers to god, and it is a privilege to say them for those who want to follow Jesus Christ.
Now for some funny stuff:
Number one: "I am happy to see you... Elder"
So as a mzungu here you get a lot of people trying out their broken english to talk to you. So while walking into a supermarket, i greet the security guard in Swahili with a "Habari yako" he responds as usual with " Yes, how are you my friend" I say "fine". (This is where things went a little different) after scanning me, he puts his hand on my shoulder, and says in the most awkward way possible "I am happy to see you ( looks down at my name) Elder." THEN HE WINKED AT ME! A WINK! We were in and out of that supermarket faster than a cat whose tail is on fire. It was so weird.
Number 2: "Elder, you said you know first aid right?" "Yeah, why?" "Help"
So yesterday while I was starting to soak my clothes so I could wash them the next morning. I hear that question from the kitchen. Turns out my comp whilst trying to open a can of meatloaf ( don't ask why we had a can of meatloaf, some investigators are strange) my companion had sliced his index finger open, pretty big. When I walked in the kitchen all I see is him cupping his hand that is full of blood. I followed protocol, and went to the bedroom, grabbed a whistle and blew it three times, surveyed the scene, tried to glove up, but no gloves, so I wrapped my hands in plastic. Then found out, we have no first aid kit at Nakuru flat, so I applied pressure with some paper towels, then got masking tape and made some make shift band aids. I used some after shave to sterilize it ( big cut, this phase involved lots of screaming, but it was the only thing we had) went through SAMPLE and all that fun stuff, It was a nice flash back to my days at SDRC. Also his finger is doing okay now.
Number 3: "Elder What are you doing?"
We were supposed to have a baptism yesterday but we ran into some complications, so they have been postponed. But in prep for the baptism we had to clean and fill the tank at Nakuru, while doing so we had to keep tipping and flipping the baptismal tank, not light, but had fun. Then I got to spray the tank, which involved much maniacal laughter and a lot of my companion running around the roof of the building we were on screaming "Elder Tucker, what are you doing? Put the hose down, ELDER YOU ARE A MISSIONARY, DON"T SQUIRT ME! STOP THAT!" it was fun, then it started raining so we got more soaked, all in all good day indeed.
That is it for my adventures this week, next week will be Elections here in Kenya, so if you don't hear from me I am probably indoors, should be a fun week with good stories. Have a good week
Elder Tucker
To Jeron: As a matter of fact I can get bacon it is just very expensive and they won't let me buy a pig and butcher it.
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