Cold Front for Christmas

Dear Hughes Elder and Hermana Hughes,

This is the last letter to Hughes Elder --today is his last p-day. We've had beautiful weather here the past week.  The temperatures have been 75-85 degrees and often there's a breeze.  Filipinos are wearing jackets and we are loving it!  We can go for walks after 6am and it's still cool and nice.

It was WONDERFUL to see you and talk to you on Christmas day.  The best part of Christmas!  Although having Fenton and Sam here was also very fun. Fenton came late Friday night and Sam was on the same flight Sunday night.  Sam's flight was delayed four hours but he miraculously made the connection in Japan, and I waited on the couch for him to come early Monday morning.  I was so tired after all the fireworks he couldn't wake me with his texts and calls and had to jump the fence and bang on the door!   We didn't realize how Christmas works here: on Christmas Eve everyone goes to bed early.  We stayed up late and tried to go to sleep about midnight, just the time they wake up and shoot guns, light illegal fireworks, and make all sorts of noise!  I'm pretty sure the 200 dogs in our subdivision barked ALL NIGHT.  Dad didn't sleep at all.

We had a quiet morning opening presents (that took 10 min) and talking and having our traditional strata. My favorite presents were a book on the Converts in our family -- both Dad's side and mine, and a quilt Abby made me. It was a simple celebration, but so great to have them here.  We went and stayed at a hotel near the airport Christmas afternoon to (1) Sleep, since more fireworks were forecast for Christmas night, and (2) Enable them to make their early morning flight.  They are skiing in Japan and and plan to return Sunday night after attending church with Maria.

The week before Christmas was very stressful with Christmas zone conferences in the mornings, roast pig for lunch (Filipino traditional food) and a talent show in the afternoon.  Evidently the past mission president showed a movie in the morning, so the missionaries were a little disappointed to have a real zone conference instead, but they loved the slide show which Derrick fixed at the last minute, staying up until 2am for us. (Note to self:  do not assign technology-related projects to missionaries over 60!) We were super relieved when it was all over.  We know a lot more for next year.

More stress came with a missionary who wanted to go home for his brother's funeral.  Dad tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted, and the area president gave permission for him to go and come immediately back. Strangely, he left with everything owned so we're not sure he's coming back -- we'll see if he's on the return flight this afternoon.  We are learning how different the Filipino culture is and how it needs to be replaced, in many instances, with the Gospel culture.  That will take time.  In the meantime, Dad's prayers have changed from, "Bless the missionaries to be obedient and effective," to "Bless the missionaries to be as obedient and effective as they can be."  Some just don't have the Gospel background yet.

One thing I can testify is that God is involved in this work.  I have seen so many miracles as Dad teaches and works with these missionaries.  Elders who were disobedient and ineffective are working and trying hard.  The culture is slowly changing.  And we are both developing patience!  We visited a district meeting Tuesday where a Filipino elder who was just called as district leader taught in broken English with humble power.  The other missionaries -- most of whom are more fluent and experienced than he-- listened and supported with love.  Lives are being changed, and it's not always the converts.  Many of our missionaries need to be converted.

And so do I.  It's very gradual, but I am trying to improve and I am feeling your support and prayers.  I'm excited for this week when Sarah, Dan and Derrick come with their families and Dallin returns!  We will take lots of photos, Hannah.

Love,

Mom

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