Wednesday, August 12, 2015

100% Franglais

I got up at 2:30 am and reported to the travel office 45 minutes later, said goodbye to my district, and got on the bus for the train station. I was for some reason super nervous packing on Sunday night, but it went away the next day while traveling. From Provo we got taken to the train station which took us to a smaller train which took us to the airport. I had a croissant from a French café in Salt Lake Airport, which was fun :) Slept a bit on the flight to New York which was a miracle. The couple sitting next to me were members so we talked and there was another guy who was taking a trip to Germany where he had served and also to surprise his nephew there. 

In New York I got to call ma famille using a dude's cell phone because I couldn't find a pay phone that worked. However, after that we were soon to be boarding so I couldn't find a single other American ("The Only American on the Flight to Paris." Would make a good movie.) and no one else's phones worked in the States, which meant no calling my dad at work :( Sorry Dad, I promise I love you too! In the airport for a while before boarding a Frenchman whom I had asked about borrowing a phone earlier came up and started talking to me. Apparently he recognized me either as a missionary or saw the Church's logo on my nametag (although it's in Chinese, soooo). He lives in Versailles, so he told me that he's noticed the Church building the Paris building super close to his house. We talked for a while mostly in French about what I do as a missionary and I tried to explain stuff about Jospeh Smith. His English was okay, but I wish I'd had a Livre de Mormon to give him. I think I'll refer him to missionaires in the Paris mission, he was super nice and very supportive of what I'm doing in France. He also warned me about things I might run into while teaching French people, really thoughtful of him. 

About two hours after leaving New York I made up my mind and the verdict is this: always fly Air France. Not only are all the crew members speaking French to each other, they have a pre-meal drink cart with different options from the post-meal drink cart (various apératifs which doesn't even have a translation in English) which is super French and the meals are delicious, plus the seat pillows are decently comfy. 

Through much prayer, I did in fact place a Book of Mormon to the woman sitting next to me as we were descending into Paris and I did in fact get through the airport in time to catch my flight to Lyon! It was a little close, but I made it. That last flight was super short, which was one of many good things about it. It was about half full of Africans (super cool), I was given a croissant (my first one in the field), and I saw the Eiffel Tower from the air (YESSS). When I landed in Lyon I prayed again and my luggage showed up like it has every time I've prayed for it to show up (prayer works!). I walked out and there was Président and Soeur Brown waiting for me with the assistants and Elder Szuch who is the 2nd cousin of Elder Peterson from my MTC district. I'll finish this story next week, but just know that I entered Suisse (Switzerland) my second day in the field after thinking I might never go at all. 

This area is super nice but pretty warm right now. My trainer is Elder Pien who was actually called French-speaking which lakes me one of only 4 official Chinese Elders in the mission. However, since Elder Pien speaks Chinese he's an honorary Chinese Elder. The missionaires all speak English with each other because they say if you try to speak French 24/7 you'll go nuts and/or annoy everyone else. However, they throw a lot of French words in when they forget words like "pedestrian" (in French, pieton). 

Hey, so this morning I sat at a bus stop literally right across the street from CERN which must make all my old science teachers jealous. Also apparently we get to go to the United Nations headquarters on preparation day! I think we're planning to do that in a few weeks. 

I have to finish up, but I love you all! I can honestly say I haven't had those feelings like some missionaires that they just feel like the area and their trainer and all that is the perfect fit for them. I'm still adjusting to different everything, but I think I'll be just fine. I didn't need any more confimation after opening my call due to my language background thanks to the Lord guiding my life and I trust Président Brown to listen to the Spirit and assign me the right trainer and area.
The Lord has a plan for you and He will always help you when you ask for it! He might not give you what you want, but He will always always always give you what you need. Trust Him, He knows everything! Pray always! Read your scriptures! They'll help you feel so much more peace and preparation for challenge that comes along. Love your neighbor as yourself and always follow Christ's example and you can never go wrong.


我愛你們! 跟隨耶穌基督!

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Pictures of my first area!

My first area is Cessy, France, right across the border from Geneva, Switzerland!



CERN offices on the border of Geneva!




Monday, August 10, 2015

Meeting important people in Lyon!


Meeting my Mission President and his wife!


My first ami (companion) is Elder Pien.


Traveling pictures

It's time to go!


Last Salt Lake City Sunrise for 2 years...


My plane in New York!


View of Paris!





E.T. from the air


I'm in French airspace, so it's officially a French croissant!



Sunday, August 9, 2015

Airport phone call!

Garrett, found an ingenious way of sending us a message between P-days: take a picture on the camera and then hit the upload button during lunch.


More MTC pictures

First & last Sundays! 



Elder Wickham (ELSM) and some of my zone.









Monday, August 3, 2015

The Great Race is only part of the journey

So we've been looking forward to flight plans for the past couple weeks, such that we totally forgot about our awesome Chinese nametags! A sister showed up in the middle of personal study on Tuesday and announced that she had our nametags and we seriously freaked out. We've been wearing them a lot lately.

Finally Friday arrived and we checked the mailbox before dinner to find that our flight plans had indeed arrived. However, you're not supposed to get the mail before dinner so we left them there and went and told our district the good news. That was a fairly impatient dinner. One Sister in our district didn't get travel plans because her Australia visa hasn't come through yet, so she'll be reassigned somewhere else temporarily (maybe Portland...). The two Elders going to Taiwan fly from Salt Lake to Narita, Japan, and then to Taipei. The Brisbane Elders go to LA and then straight to Brisbane, while the Sister going to Melbourne goes to San Francisco, then Auckland, then Melbourne. The three Elders going to Auckland have the same plans (minus the last part to Melbourne of course), and then we have yours truly! I'm the first in our district to leave, reporting to the travel office early early in the morning, then catching a flight from Salt Lake to JFK (that's in New York in case you're not aware). From there it's the longish flight to Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris, which is why I made the Great Race reference. I hope Grandpa sees this letter, that was always one of my favorite movies to watch at his house. After that it's just a short hop to Lyon, and did I mention that I'm traveling all by my lonesome? At least it's not the first time flying to Europe by myself (thanks Mom!). So that was super super exciting! 

This morning some more friends left, including Yasli Jensen going to Turkey and Elder McKee off to Slovenia. I had a great conversation with that same sister from last week (the French one going to Russia); I say great because it was actually in French this time (again, Spirit helping out). She told me about how the airport in Paris is "énorme" and scary. I'll survive, I hope. 

We went to the temple this morning and saw rain for the first time in over a month I think. It actually poured, several missionaries that came back later walked into the residence looking like drowned rats. I did get to use my super awesome trench coat and it worked wonderfully, thanks Mom! 

We've had some good devotionals lately, including one last night from Sheri Dew. I figured Mom would be a little jealous at that, she's a great speaker and made me think about something I've never really considered before. We mention "the ministering of angels" fairly often, but have you ever actually thought about it? If I were an angel up there in heaven I wouldn't just be sitting around or watching the Earth get more and more wicked. I would be down there, unseen, doing everything I could to help out. And guess what? They are. You can pray for angels to help you, whether unseen heavenly ones or earthly ones. We are not alone in this work, and I know that God will always send help as long as we are deserving of it. 

Next time I write you it will be from France, and I'm super excited to get out there and hit the ground running! We watched the Joseph Smith movie last night and it was a fantastic reminder of who he was and what this Church is about. It's about Christ. Like Sheri Dew said, quoting a 4 year old boy: "Jesus has rules." Those rules will do nothing but help us if we follow them to the best of our abilities. I still have such a long way to go, but I think I'm becoming prepared to improve myself and be an instrument in the hands of God, working alongside earthly and heavenly angels "to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of [everybody!]" (See Moses 1:39)

Keep the Faith!