Elder Pence, Sister Eneri, and Tima at her baptism.
Mosa bought this cake for us. $40. Not ok because that's a lot of money around here. Also, ridiculous, it was supposed to be his day, not ours! (We are wearing traditional Kiribati blouses called tibutas. Sister Eneri's mama made it for me!)
ALright brace yourselves this is gonna be a long one.SO it all started in January, the beginning of this year, on a eerily similar to today. I was confined to the flat with my bedridden companion, Sister Kumar. Everyone else in the Zone went to Zone P-day and the Zone Training Meeting EXCEPT us. I was so cabin-feverish that I wanted to run away, but I wouldn't dare. Anyway, there were some things talked about in that ZTM meeting. Some zone goals were made. Later that week, Elders Smith and Heath (the ZL's at the time) came to our flat and had a ZTM on the porch with us. We sat and ate cookies and drank watery Tang and discussed the aforementioned goals: (I actually am having trouble remembering the specifics. Numbers, man...) 100 baptisms in the month of March (missionwide?). That means three baptisms per companionship. January would be a month of finding, February would be a month of teaching and baptismal committing, March would be a month of miracles. Elder Heath had this whole funnel graph thing going on to explain how all this was going to work. The guy will be a great businessman one day. BUT ANYWAY, we committed to it. Three baptisms in March? Sure, no problem.
Tima was devastated.
We didn't really know what to tell her. She had been praying that Sister Vasu could attend her baptism. Now she wasn't going to be able to. AH.
Well, guess what. Tima's was special.