Sa wat dii,
It's been an eventful week, there were two festivals that went on, and that was fun.
Roi ga tong is a Buddhist festival where people make little lantern boats out of plants, and put it in a pond to "float their sins away." Also they do floating lanterns in the sky like "Tangled," but in our town it's illegal due to too many fires it starts. I spent about an hour making my boat, and stick pamphlets of Jesus around it. We went to a large pond where hundreds showed up to float their sins away. The pond was disgusting and very dirty. I saw some children and other people swimming in it, which I thought was weird. Then I noticed that they grab the boats, basically rip them to shreds, looking for money. Some people stick money in their boats, which motivates others to get in the water. That was really annoying, but I still lit a candle in my little boat, and "floated my sins away." I hope my Jesus pamphlets will make them stay away from my boat.
We had transfers this week. Elder Cecil and I stayed together, but Elder Bjarnson got transferred. Going to miss the heck out of him. We got Elder Shipp in our house, he's a redhead from Lehi, Utah.
In Surin during our district meetings, the eight of us have an annual "district photo" where we stack chairs to indicate how many transfers we have left. I have 15 left, so I am near the ceiling and almost died to getting up there.
Also, we have to replace our daily planners every transfer, and Elder Cecil showed me how to make a sweet planner cover. Indianapolis Temple all the way.
Bad Timing: Last week Elder Cecil and I visited a family, and they recently purchased three massive pigs, probably weighing 300 or more pounds. Well, the other day we visited them again, and there was one pig left. When I looked over on the porch, the whole family was there working, and there were chunks of pork all over the porch, and the head and small bags of blood were in the corner. There was one last pig in the pig pen, and it knows it's fate.
The Elephant Parade
They don't call Surin "The Elephant City" for nothing. Last weekend was their annual Elephant festival. We decided to invite people at that festival if they wanted to learn about Christ, while watching the festival. There were tables lined up the entire street, loaded with food for the elephants. Then about 80 or more elephants marched down the street and ate the food. Then after, people could ride the elephants. All of us missionaries got on the streets, and elephants were all around me. At one point I was completely surrounded by elephants. The next day was the elephant show, at a huge stadium, but we couldn't go to that. Bummer.
Set me free to find my calling
I have had a few rough patches this week, mainly with the language. It was hard, but I knew that I would endure many trials on my mission. I watched a BYU vocal point video called "Homeward Bound." Watch it, it's amazing. Some of the lyrics say, "Set me free to find my calling." Those lyrics really stuck with me. I have been "set free" from America, school, sports, etc. to serve the people of Thailand. Matthew 10:39 says: He that findeth his life shall lose it, and he that loseth his life shall find it.
Still serving, still working on my calling.
Have a good week,
Elder Brinkerhoff