Incredible miracle!

"This week, we had an incredible miracle!  Last week was incredibly difficult for both of us.  We worked really hard but we weren't seeing the results.  All of our appointments kept canceling, we contacted and contacted, and hadn't met a single person who was willing to listen.  By the time Sunday came, we were both pretty down and dedicated our fast to asking The Lord to give us just one opportunity to share the gospel with someone.  Then, Sunday night we contacted a woman who invited us in less than a minute after we started talking to her.  15 minutes later, she asked us if we wanted to meet her sister, who lives down the road. We went then and there to meet her sister, and taught them both! They invited us back the very next day, and when we arrived, we were surprised to find that they had invited three more family members to come and listen to what we had to say!  They then asked if we could fix two lessons every week where they could all five come and learn about the gospel. We have been blessed beyond belief and we are so incredibly thankful for this opportunity to be here with them!

So that's our exciting story for the week!  I love you all so much!

-Sister Frost"

My District will be hiking up the tall pointy mountain this week!

We did our studying at the beach today.

Another beautiful picture of our view

Proof that I belong in this sector...half of the roads are named after famous musicians and artists.

More proof!

And last, but not least...

"A picture from a field trip to Mont-Dore when our whole district ended up stuck on the other side of the tribe, who shut down the only road that could get us back home after a district meeting.  (They own the road.)"

I asked for further explanation of what shutting down the road means and she gave me further details:

"The tribe was angry at the French government, so they lit big piles of brush on fire in the road and the gendarmes (police) had to go calm them down. They just shut down the road for a while after the fires were cleared to make sure it was safe.  It really was just an inconvenience for us. Ha!"

Sister Frost and Sister Polsipher waiting for the tribe to calm down enough to get back home.

New Caledonia, week 1

Hello! So it's a bit difficult for me to type, simply because these keyboards are...well...French. So some of the keys are in different places. But success number one, I found the apostrophe key!

So my are is Dumbea sur Mer, and it's really pretty. My companion/trainer is Sister Raney, and we get along really well, she's teaching me all kinds of things (I even are sushi when she made it - no, there was no fish in it, Mom, that hasn't happened yet).

When we arrived in Fiji to transfer to Vanuatu, we were joined by four other new missionaries from the New Zealand MTC. Vanuatu was super hot with a LOT of humidity, it was a lot of fun to be there though! I was there for a few days, so President Brewer (mission president for that area) assigned me to the sister training leaders there in Port Vila until I left for New Caledonia. It was really interesting to see how things work there, it is just a completely different culture there. And Bislama is a cool language! It's pretty much the Haitian-Creole of English. It was cool to hear it spoken and I could understand most of it, but not all of it.

We went to the airport to leave on Friday (me and two elders who came ere to NC as well) and ended up being there for somewhere around 4 hours. They ended up canceling our flight several hours after it was supposed to leave and rescheduling for Saturday, and although it left 30 minutes late (which is about as close to on time as it gets with Air Vanuatu, apparently), we did get here! It's much less humid here, but still pretty hot, not that I mind!

Our apartment is HUGE! We even have air conditioning in the bedrooms, which I'm told not everyone has in our zone. So since my comp and I are both new to this area, and we don't have a car, we managed to get ourselves lost for a little while yesterday...twice, for a few hours... We got a lesson to teach this week out of it though, so at least it was productive??

I just happen to have come here at exactly the right time, because tomorrow, Elder Anderson is going to be here! We have a meeting with him, just the missionaries, and that evening, everyone is invited to we him speak. We've invited our investigators to come in the evening with us, and everyone is super excited about it.

Well, that's about it. I love you all!!!:)

Week 4 - Bonjour! - Lessons, Language Learning Mess-ups, and Elder (Walter) Bonhomme de Neige

Hello!

So this has been a really awesome week! Soeur Archambault and I have been teaching a lot of really great lessons, so we're liking that. We had both of our investigators (read: teachers) commit to baptism this week and actually gave a mock church tour. The tour was a little rough in French, as we're lacking in conversational vocab, but it went really well overall.

While the two of us were teaching the other day, the Elders snuck out and built a snowman right outside the classroom window, so when we came back there was a snowman staring at us through the window. It was a major source of fun for a few days as we kept modifying him. At night, you could only see him if all the lights in the classroom were turned off, and we managed to really scare Frère Nash with that by having him stare out the window and turning off the lights. He said it looked like a monster with giant bug eyes because we gave him glasses and he was snowed on so much that he didn't exactly look like a snowman as much as a snow blob. Eventually he melted, and now he's a chunk of ice outside our classroom. I thought Elder Broadbent might cry when he saw the snowman, named Elder Bonhomme de Neige (bonhomme de neige means snowman) dying.

So as we learn French, there are bound to be a few incredibly embarrassing things said, right? Well this was an interesting week for that. First, Saint Esprit means Holy Spirit, and sang means blood. The difference between those two is not exactly huge in pronunciation, and so Elder Broadbent found out this week he's been praying for the "blood Spirit" instead of the "Holy Spirit" for around three weeks now. The other really funny one was when Soeur Archambault tried to tell me to "Frappez la porte!" (knock on the door) and she said "Frappez la morte!" (hit the dead.) Our teacher even came out of the room to laugh about it when he heard that, and I'm not sure we're ever going to let her forget it.

So that's about it here! Oh, and we're pretty sure we're having another member of the 12 come and speak with us tonight, so that's awesome!! Love you all!!!!

-Soeur Frost