Where do I start? This week has been the craziest week of my mission, at least, that I can think of. We had the assistants show up to help out the two areas here on Bora. They showed up Monday and they worked us well.
Monday night we had a family night and I talked to an investigator that has been all over the world, had all sorts of money, and owned all sorts of businesses and he said that even with all those things, he was not happy. He always had that empty feeling in him. I know this gospel is the only way to fill that hole.
Tuesday we taught Puarai about prayer. He shared an experience about when his wife was sick and he prayed for hours and hours that she would be healed, and she was healed. It sounds so short and simple but it was a powerful experience. The Spirit was strong in that lesson.
Wednesday we did a split and it was me and Elder Tau, my trainer. We visited Myrta who got baptized in February. She told us a secret that her husband doesn't know yet - that she is a member - and her son, Raihau, that we baptized last week, the father doesn't know about that either. Anyway, during our lesson with Myrta, her husband came and talked with us and we were able to teach him a little for the first time ever. Myrta was so touched to have her husband come and listen to us.
Thursday was good, our mission president arrived and me and Elder Bagley did the distance tour of the island.
Friday is where things heat up. We had our district meeting with our mission and stake president. Then I had my last interview with my mission president because he will finish soon and he will not come back to Bora. We found out Elder Bagley and Elder Poheroa will be transferred. We had our lessons and they went well. Afterwards Elder Bagley and I did the tour of the island inviting people for an activity night in a sports center in an area called Pago. The activity night was awesome. Dances from the different Polynesian islands.
Saturday I got to work with my mission president. It was stressful but fun. Then that night we had a big baptism of seven people, two from my ward, and it was in the ocean. It was really cool!
Sunday the ward was supposed to be split but it didn't happen. I had forgotten that is was Easter. But it was a good day anyway.
Today was where the heat blew up. We asked our mission president if we could go to one of the outer islands to eat with the stake choir that had come this weekend. He said yes. Then we asked if we could go ramming / canoeing / kayaking - I don't know the word in English - to this island. He said yes. So today we went to the cannons in the morning then we went out to the outer island in the canoes. I fell in the water when my thing turned over. And just to have fun and play on the beach on an island with great members and friends was a powerful experience.
I love this church. I love life. Things are hard. But we need to do the difficult so that the Lord will bless us. Strength comes to those who stand.
I love you all. I know this church is true.
Love,
Elder Squires
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