Last Sunday in February

We started the week with a well-attended penghiburan, an event to give comfort to a bereaved family.  This was the same family who lost their mom last week.  About 30 people from the branch came up (at least an hour to the north of the chapel) to sing and give thoughts.

The people at Lotte grocery thought we were crazy to buy three loaves of their kue pisang.  But this tastes a lot like banana bread from home, and now we have a freezer we can get extra.  We couldn't figure out why sometimes they have it but mostly they don't.  Then we found out that they only bake it on Tuesday, so if we are ever in the neighborhood on a Tuesday afternoon, we try to stop by.  This week it came in handy; we were asked to teach Seminary (high-school aged) on Saturday and the teacher usually brings a treat, so we thawed a loaf and brought along New Zealand butter.  

On Tuesday night Sister Porter was crazy trying to prepare the materials for two weeks of English lessons, and Eder Porter went to the park to cheer on the missionaries and YA in their Ultimate Frisbee game.

One of our visits was up in the seaport of Belawan, more than an hour to the north.  We brought along a young missionary to help us teach and also because the elders are bertiga until a new companion arrives this week.  

It was strange driving around the town but couldn't see the sea, being blocked by houses.  Then our driver pointed out a gang, and it did lead down to the water.

While we were in our teaching appointment for an hour, the sea water had intruded and covered the street that had been dry earlier.  Probably due to the wonderful full moon that I had seen that morning when I was up on the roof reading scriptures.

Our weekday English classes were well attended, with 29 adults on Friday night.   We also resumed teaching a class for church members on Sundays after church.  Being the last Sunday in February, the theme was love and hearts in the scriptures.

We also spent more time measuring potential buildings and working on that.