21st Week

Hello Family,

I hope all is well because I pray for ya'll nightly so it better be, just kidding, kind of. Either way the work goes on in Suriname and no unhallowed hand can stop its progression! We had a busy week which including moving to a new apartment, a prophet, and many more experiences that I'll never be able to speak about again to say the least. So lets get this party started.

First on Monday we received transfer calls and I was transfer from the City to the Country. From Munder to Koewarasang. I guess a good way to explain the difference is that if we say a chicken in Munder it was usually dead or by itself as a lone random chicken. In Koewarsang we have a pack of Chickens living next door and on the side street leading to our apartment. I frequently have the chance to moo at the cows and gaggle at the turkies we see. I find a lot of pleasure in that to say the least. My companion probably finds it a bit weird. My companion is Elder van Meetren from Plains City Utah. He has been out a year this Thursday and it has been a blast to work with him. He is a funny Elder and I think we make a great companionship to say the least. We were really busy this last week mainly because we are always busy in Suriname but also because we have a baptism that is scheduled for this Saturday. We are hoping and praying that it'll go through so we'll have to see how it plays out but I have the faith.

Also in this area we've now run into a Prophet and a Medium (Talks with Spirits). I can't wait what else will fill out the rule of three. Maybe a seer? I don't know but I'm excited. There are quite a few random/crazy people that we run into but its a good time so I'm okay with that to say the least.

I always forget what I'm going to write about just as I start writing so sorry about that. I guess the important thing to know is that the work continues. We are mostly safe. Not dry at all. In fact we were riding our bikes down the road when we started getting a little rain when my companion said, "I'm putting on my rain slick." I don't have one so I just scoffed and continued to ride. Two minutes later we just got pelted by water. It was probably the worst soaking I've had so far. It made me decide that all missionaries sent to the West Indies have to be just slightly off. If they were not so, we wouldn't be able to handle the maddening heat, depressing rain, and the off-the-wall people.

I've attached some pictures. One of Elder van Meetren and myself with orange quarters in our mouths. One of two kids from the ward who loved the pictures of themselves. One of the sky here that I thought looked cool. The last of Elder van Meetren doing bike repair. We do that a lot.

I love ya'll

Elder Nielson