Family,
As missionaries, we are called to serve the Lord by serving the people in the areas where we are assigned. I'll never forget my first day in the Philippines. I looked around and only one word came into my mind. CHAOS. I was a wide-eyed greenie stepping into a foreign land. We received training at the mission home, walked around the temple grounds, and slept at a hotel. The following day I was given my first companion; my "tatay" and trainer - Elder Woods. My first area was unlike anything that I had ever seen. I had officially moved into the middle of the jungle and began an adventure that I had never anticipated...
So much has happened since that day almost 2 years ago. Everyday has been challenging, but everyday has been worth it. We begin yet another new transfer this week. Seeing that I have been in this area for 3 transfers now, I was expecting to transfer to my last area. However, the Lord had something else in mind. I must have more to do in the land of sugar cane, because I am staying right here in Escalante with Elder Abraham! While I was initially very surprised, I am excited for this story to continue while at the same time it seems to be rushing to an end. I'm down to my final 2 transfers. When we come into the mission, we are on what is called the "12 weeks program". It is what our trainers use to help us to become a "real missionary". I guess you could say that I am again on my "12 weeks program". 3 months will go by faster that I even have time to think about. While I am excited to return home, I don't want you to think that I am letting up at all. I am working harder than ever. I have 21 months of missionary experience under my belt and in some ways I feel like a retired athlete who has been given another chance to play just one more time. I am tired. My body is sore. And I love it. I know that there are still so many opportunities to help so many people in the next 3 months. I just want to thank you all for your constant love and support during this time of my life. There are probably going to be so many things that are different about me when I get home, but I know that you will love them all. I'm sure you will even get a good laugh over a few of them, my accent and broken English, for example.
It's been a crazy ride. Thanks so much for the letters and pictures. They keep me going and remind me why I am out here. I am so grateful for my family - all of you! With love...
Elder Staheli.