Following in the Steps of My Marquisian Ancestors-- Week 50
Ka oha
nui for possibly the last time from the Marquises (I'm still holding out for my
becoming an assistant and choosing my last sector) - un endroit vraiment
spéciale, qui change la vie.
As with other Marquisian
Elders who have gone before me (Elder Heno, Elder Poirier), I am to be
transferred "en ville" to Papeete 1; a sector where I will be serving
at the visitor's center of the temple. I had always said how I'd like to serve
there (in an attempt to see all aspects of missionary work and life), and I
suppose this is my chance.
I am very lucky, as this
time around the boat was here right on time (we put my stuff on it this morning
and it gets to Tahiti on Friday), and I'm not leaving until Thursday. This
gives me a bit of time to say goodbye, and I am very grateful that such is the
case, as it isn't always like that.
I'm excited to keep
moving forward and to meet new people to serve, but at the same time this is a
little gut-wrenching. It sort of feels like leaving home all over again. It's
almost as if I'd set up another life here, with a completely different
language, people with a completely different mentality, and really a whole
family found in our little branch. I thought I could hold myself together when
I gave my final remarks in sacrament meeting this week, but I was a bit
mistaken.
There's a famous
quote/Smashing Pumpkins song to describe this week, but I'm not so sure I want
to include it here (I feel like it might be a bit cheesy). Brownie points if
somebody can find it, I suppose.
My new sector is going
to be super far from what I've been doing out here, for sure. Getting back to
Tahitian slang and the Tahitian mentality, living in the city, having
air-conditioning, and serving with a Tahitian companion; Elder Taurere (tow-reh-reh,
for all you white folk).
"... if ye are
prepared, ye shall not fear."
-Doctrine &
Covenants 38:30
Hoping everyone is still
doing well,
Elder Harrah
The view from the cross...
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