We were set apart on Tuesday evening and went right to work serving. I sat at the recommend desk mostly, kept my eye on the children in the non-patron waiting room, did one veil in English, and studied the Thai language cards.
This morning, Dennis and I moved into our apartment. We unpacked every bit we had packed from home, including a box of Press and Seal, a Costco bag of chocolate chips, and my "Mother's Favorite Kitchen Tool", which is actually a paint scraper I can't live without. Three essentials in life. The apartment is very spacious. I feel so blessed to be here and take it as one more sign that Heavenly Father loves me.
Tuk-tuk leaving Tesco, groceries loaded, we sitting in the back seat. |
Our welcome to our housing. |
We went up and down and all around the city. But what a relief to finally see familiar surroundings, and especially calming when he turned into the temple driveway. Whew! Why he took the long way home, I don't know!
The Russians came again to the temple today, so did the Indian group, a Myanmar group, and members from Malaysia. I was able to do initiatories in English, which felt good--like coming home again. I was orientated in clothing rental and baptismal clothing issue.
Thai is coming easier to read and learn. I figure if I keep at it, I'll be able to read and speak by the time we return home to Arizona. Ha, ha!
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