Can you even believe it? We have now been on our mission for 6 months... 1/3 of the time already gone! Wow! We entered the MTC on Aug. 8 and today is February 8. They say time flies when you are having fun... it pretty much is flying by whether we're discouraged, overworked, teaching, being smurfed (stood up on appointments), or having fun !! We are adopting a saying by Pres. Thomas S. Monson - our prophet - "When we strive with faith nothing wavering to fulfill the duties appointed to us...when we seek the inspiration of the Almighty in the performance of our responsibilities, we can achieve the miraculous." Here comes the next 12 months of miraculous!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Six-Month Anniversary
Can you even believe it? We have now been on our mission for 6 months... 1/3 of the time already gone! Wow! We entered the MTC on Aug. 8 and today is February 8. They say time flies when you are having fun... it pretty much is flying by whether we're discouraged, overworked, teaching, being smurfed (stood up on appointments), or having fun !! We are adopting a saying by Pres. Thomas S. Monson - our prophet - "When we strive with faith nothing wavering to fulfill the duties appointed to us...when we seek the inspiration of the Almighty in the performance of our responsibilities, we can achieve the miraculous." Here comes the next 12 months of miraculous!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Our first Senior Couple departure
Today we headed to Montreal. Later in the evening we needed to be at the mission home for a farewell dinner for the Davis'. They are the first of our Senior Couple fold to go home. We felt like since it was a Saturday, that we would go up to Montreal early and do some sightseeing. The first place we went to see was the cathedral "Mary Queen of the World" (or Marie Reine du Monde - in French). It is a lovely cathedral patterned after St.Paul's in London. (the back part of the dome anyway
Inside we saw that they were setting up to have a wedding there, but they told us just to go ahead and look around anyway...apparently people even come & look and browse around even when they hold services! And as we looked there was a homeless lady who came up and solicited us for money... right inside the church- just steps away from the wedding set-up!
The ceiling is absolutely gorgeous. We really felt awkward being in there as guests were gathering, so we left to go to the next Cathedral. This time it was Notre Dame. Not the Notre Dame in Paris, but it looks very much like it on the outside.
Inside it is absolutely amazing... and they charge you $5.00 each for the opportunity to behold it! The ceiling here is painted blue & they do a special light show at Christmas and other holidays to light it & change colors.
In the middle of the above picture you can see the winding staircase which leads up to the podium where the priest deliver the sermon. (I know they have some wonderful Catholic name for this, but I can't recall it.) It is all hand carved and again- gorgeous. There are two hand-carved wooden statues at it's base... Ezekiel and Jeremiah
Perhaps you can see from the picture before all the stained glass windows around the chapel. Oddly enough, all the windows on the main level tell the story of the founding of Montreal - nothing really about God, Jesus Christ or Biblical events.
It is quite breath-taking. Off to the right- just out of the camera shot in the above picture is a glassed-in small chapel. It is for the actual worshipers! The tour guide told us that since there are so many events here and constant tours, that it is too noisy to actually worship here, so they built the sound-proofed, glassed-in chapel so that the actual worshipers would have a quiet place they could use!
Next we started our walking tour of old-town Montreal. This is the gate entrance. The streets are of cobblestone and mostly it is several streets of tourist trap souvenir shops and restaurants.
Of course, there are some very French things as well... like this shop. Boucherie (butcher shop) and Charcuterie (cooked meats...like a deli shop that serves sandwiches)
and yes, those are fresh shanks of meat hanging in the front window. Of course, it was really cold and we were walking... so when we saw one of the many horse-drawn carriages go by we asked him how much it would cost to ride.
The souvenir shop lady had told us that it would probably be fairly cheap since it was not exactly the height of tourist season at the end of January, and since it was so cold, not many people were out. I thought it would be a romantic, wonderful way to see the area. But, like everything else in Montreal, the price was a bit steep. $48 for 30 minutes. SHEESH! And we just were sure that those few blankets he had in the carriage would have kept us all that much warmer as we rode... so, we thanked him and said No. (Maybe in the summer the price goes down?) We were so frozen after walking around for 3 hours, that we decided to head for the car. As we drove, we went right thru Montreal's version of China Town.
As it was, we still couldn't feel our fingers and toes, so we opted just to view it through the car windshield! So, we headed for the mission home and our farewell dinner. The Davis' are from Australia. They were facing a 35 hour trip home, so they loved this last chance to say goodbye.
We had a wonderful dinner and they shared things about Australia... then we gave them some of those wonderful Canadian beanies (or Tukes...as they call them here). 
We are going to miss this wonderful couple. They worked in a very poor inner city Asian branch in Montreal & were such an example of love & dedication. We will miss them so much! (this is the couple whose daughter Rachel & her family live in London and are dear friends to Shannon Ashton - Chad Monroe's sister)

Inside it is absolutely amazing... and they charge you $5.00 each for the opportunity to behold it! The ceiling here is painted blue & they do a special light show at Christmas and other holidays to light it & change colors.
Perhaps you can see from the picture before all the stained glass windows around the chapel. Oddly enough, all the windows on the main level tell the story of the founding of Montreal - nothing really about God, Jesus Christ or Biblical events.
It is quite breath-taking. Off to the right- just out of the camera shot in the above picture is a glassed-in small chapel. It is for the actual worshipers! The tour guide told us that since there are so many events here and constant tours, that it is too noisy to actually worship here, so they built the sound-proofed, glassed-in chapel so that the actual worshipers would have a quiet place they could use!
Next we started our walking tour of old-town Montreal. This is the gate entrance. The streets are of cobblestone and mostly it is several streets of tourist trap souvenir shops and restaurants.
and yes, those are fresh shanks of meat hanging in the front window. Of course, it was really cold and we were walking... so when we saw one of the many horse-drawn carriages go by we asked him how much it would cost to ride.
The souvenir shop lady had told us that it would probably be fairly cheap since it was not exactly the height of tourist season at the end of January, and since it was so cold, not many people were out. I thought it would be a romantic, wonderful way to see the area. But, like everything else in Montreal, the price was a bit steep. $48 for 30 minutes. SHEESH! And we just were sure that those few blankets he had in the carriage would have kept us all that much warmer as we rode... so, we thanked him and said No. (Maybe in the summer the price goes down?) We were so frozen after walking around for 3 hours, that we decided to head for the car. As we drove, we went right thru Montreal's version of China Town.Sunday, January 15, 2012
Where are we?
Just in case any of you out there do not know where we are, we took a picture of a sign we found today. Now we all know....
Friday, January 13, 2012
First BIG mistake of 2012...
I readily admit that this was all MY fault. And what a day to have it occur. First of all it was Friday the 13th...(not withstanding that it would have been my wonderful Mother's 99th birthday... still..) and secondly - it was our first REALLY HUGE STORM of the season. We had started with freezing rain the night before.. so our windows on the car were totally iced over. (thank heaven for those windshield covers!) Then sometime in the night it started snowing. It was snowing really hard all morning, but we had an 11 o'clock appointment & so we thought we'd brave the storm. Elder Mahaffey, being the wonderful guy he is, went down early to shovel snow from around our vehicle, start the car so it would warm up, as he tried to scrape ice & snow off the car. I came down about 7 minutes later. I jumped into the car where it was warm, and then noticed that on my side, the door was covered with snow on the inside. Apparently Roger's side door was frozen shut - so he got in on my side & left the door open, so it was covered with snow. I figured I'd help him, so I got out to get a towel from the back and wipe off the inside of the door. As I was wiping, I must have moved the towel over the door lock without knowing and so, when I shut the door to go back and put the towel away.... you guessed it... LOCKED OUT !!! So, the car was running, Roger was shoveling and my purse with the 2nd set of keys was locked inside.
The blessing in all of this was that the young Elders had spent the night with us the night before and they were still up in the apartment. So, we got to go back into the apartment, out of the snowstorm, and use their cell phone (since mine was in my purse inside the locked car) to call someone. Here in Canada locksmiths do not open cars, so I had to call a tow truck. Amazingly there was one close by who wasn't out of the highway pulling out all the cars from the ditch that had occurred in the snowstorm. The good news - he got the car open incredibly fast... the bad news... he got the car open INCREDIBLY fast!! .. and charged us $45 for his trouble. But, we made our 11 o'clock appointment and went directly to the store afterward to have more keys made! ha! We pretty much stayed in the rest of the day, because it just kept snowing and got worse and worse. Several members called just to make sure we were finally enjoying a real "Canadian Winter". ha!
The blessing in all of this was that the young Elders had spent the night with us the night before and they were still up in the apartment. So, we got to go back into the apartment, out of the snowstorm, and use their cell phone (since mine was in my purse inside the locked car) to call someone. Here in Canada locksmiths do not open cars, so I had to call a tow truck. Amazingly there was one close by who wasn't out of the highway pulling out all the cars from the ditch that had occurred in the snowstorm. The good news - he got the car open incredibly fast... the bad news... he got the car open INCREDIBLY fast!! .. and charged us $45 for his trouble. But, we made our 11 o'clock appointment and went directly to the store afterward to have more keys made! ha! We pretty much stayed in the rest of the day, because it just kept snowing and got worse and worse. Several members called just to make sure we were finally enjoying a real "Canadian Winter". ha!
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
New District
Every Wednesday morning we drive one hour up to St.Lazare to go to our District Study Meeting. Today was the first one after last week's transfers. We practically have a brand new district. Only 2 of the 6 stayed - Our district leader, Elder Garcia (who will go home in Feb.) and Elder Flores serving in Kirkland.
We always go to lunch afterward. Since we got a brand-new elder - Elder McMurrin from Bentonville, AR- we had to go to La Belle Provence so he could have his first Poutine. From front left around the table: Elder Teuira -Tahiti (comp is Elder Flores across the table), Elder Glenn- from Holiday, UT, Elder McMurrin- Bentonville, AR, across the table at back is Elder Garcia -our district leader who hates to smile for pictures & so is hiding, his new comp - Elder DeSousa from France (who speaks English, French, Spanish, AND Portugese!!) and Elder Flores at the front from Texas. Elders Glenn and McMurrin flushed into Valleyfield area which means the 2 Elders that were serving there both got transferred and now they are both brand new to a new area and District. They all seem really wonderful.
We always go to lunch afterward. Since we got a brand-new elder - Elder McMurrin from Bentonville, AR- we had to go to La Belle Provence so he could have his first Poutine. From front left around the table: Elder Teuira -Tahiti (comp is Elder Flores across the table), Elder Glenn- from Holiday, UT, Elder McMurrin- Bentonville, AR, across the table at back is Elder Garcia -our district leader who hates to smile for pictures & so is hiding, his new comp - Elder DeSousa from France (who speaks English, French, Spanish, AND Portugese!!) and Elder Flores at the front from Texas. Elders Glenn and McMurrin flushed into Valleyfield area which means the 2 Elders that were serving there both got transferred and now they are both brand new to a new area and District. They all seem really wonderful.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Memories of LOOOONG ago...
Today as we drove past the seaway of the St.Lawrence river we saw these:
Then as we drove a little further, we passed the frozen lake and saw these:
Then there were more:
And some people even brought their own:
It reminded me of a time when I was only about 6 or 7. We were living in Wisconsin and were asked to go "ice fishing" with another family. We had never even heard of ice fishing. We drove our car right out onto the ice... It wasn't as fancy as these fishermen, we just cut a hole in the ice & had several little stools to sit on around the hole. (I still remember my mother wearing big rubber boots, and an ankle-length fur coat and a fur hat because she was so afraid she would get cold). So, when we saw these ice huts, we had to stop for a picture. Here they mostly rent out these huts as seasonal rentals (for the whole season) - but they save a few for daily rentals. It costs about $45 a day. The company has a GPS and they position the hut on the ice where the fish are, then you must cut the hole yourself and also provide the wood for the fire. Many have a tiny little stove with a chimney in them. It looks cool, but frankly I've never seen the attraction. It is one thing to sit for hours on end fishing in the summer or fall (where you are warm and comfortable) and where you can look around at nature's beauty... it is quite another thing to sit inside a wooden hut on the ice & freeze to death waiting for a bite! Guess I'll never be an ice-fisher-woman... but it brought back many fun memories from over 50 years ago!
Sunday, January 1, 2012
The Last Leaf Metaphor
Each morning when we open the curtains and sit down to breakfast we look out onto this scene:
When we moved here and the trees were full of leaves, we never noticed it. But since the leaves all fell, we noticed this towel up in the tree behind our apartment. We thought it was funny, but that surely it would blow down soon. And yet, through all of the winds, freezing rain storms, and snow, it continues to hang there. Every single morning now, it is like a challenge... when we open the curtains, will it still be there? And sure enough... it is !
It reminds me of that story by O Henry called The Last Leaf. - Briefly the story goes like this: Two young women are roommates in London during a period when there was a huge pneumonia outbreak and one roommate contracted the disease. Each morning when her roommate would open the curtains, she would see the tree across the way and count how many leaves were left on the tree. She saw that each day there were fewer & fewer leaves and told her friend that she was sure it was like her life. That when the last leaf fell from the tree, she would die. Alarmed as such discouragement, the roommate went downstairs to tell their elderly neighbor how her roommate kept growing weaker and weaker and thought she would die when the last leaf fell. Several of the next few mornings when the roommate opened the curtains there was one leaf left and she couldn't understand it. Then came word that the elderly gentleman who lived downstairs had been out in the storm and contracted pneumonia and died. The next day the girl told her roommate that she felt that seeing that one lone leaf clinging to the tree was a sign from God that she too, should cling to her life and so she was determined to recover. When the family of the gentleman who lived downstairs came, they told the girl that they didn't know what happened.. that he had been healthy, but for some reason had been outside during the storm, up on a ladder, with his paints. (So, he had painted the last leaf onto the wall behind the tree so it would appear that the final leaf never fell.) So, we've decided that perhaps that towel- clinging to the tree- is a metaphor for our mission. We are going to try to cling to this work and work very hard in this area to spread the gospel here. And, who knows... perhaps when that towel falls, it will be time for us to go home as well. (please do not even think of the other option - that if the towel NEVER falls, we'll be here forever...) Still, it makes opening that curtain each morning a real ADVENTURE, and a great way to start the New Year with the resolution to work HARD as missionaries!
It reminds me of that story by O Henry called The Last Leaf. - Briefly the story goes like this: Two young women are roommates in London during a period when there was a huge pneumonia outbreak and one roommate contracted the disease. Each morning when her roommate would open the curtains, she would see the tree across the way and count how many leaves were left on the tree. She saw that each day there were fewer & fewer leaves and told her friend that she was sure it was like her life. That when the last leaf fell from the tree, she would die. Alarmed as such discouragement, the roommate went downstairs to tell their elderly neighbor how her roommate kept growing weaker and weaker and thought she would die when the last leaf fell. Several of the next few mornings when the roommate opened the curtains there was one leaf left and she couldn't understand it. Then came word that the elderly gentleman who lived downstairs had been out in the storm and contracted pneumonia and died. The next day the girl told her roommate that she felt that seeing that one lone leaf clinging to the tree was a sign from God that she too, should cling to her life and so she was determined to recover. When the family of the gentleman who lived downstairs came, they told the girl that they didn't know what happened.. that he had been healthy, but for some reason had been outside during the storm, up on a ladder, with his paints. (So, he had painted the last leaf onto the wall behind the tree so it would appear that the final leaf never fell.) So, we've decided that perhaps that towel- clinging to the tree- is a metaphor for our mission. We are going to try to cling to this work and work very hard in this area to spread the gospel here. And, who knows... perhaps when that towel falls, it will be time for us to go home as well. (please do not even think of the other option - that if the towel NEVER falls, we'll be here forever...) Still, it makes opening that curtain each morning a real ADVENTURE, and a great way to start the New Year with the resolution to work HARD as missionaries!
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