We taught, trained, testified, lifted, strengthened and cried a little this week. The daily work is challenging, but lives are changed and the rewards are forever.
The departing batch this week. We return these seven to their home and family to build the Kingdom and serve the Lord there. They each return with honor and a closer relationship with the Savior.
They will travel tonight to the Manila temple and stay in the patron housing and spend tomorrow in the temple. The local missionaries will take a bus home and the others will fly back to Canada and the States.
Elder Peterson. Time to load up the vehicles and what won't fit inside the suitcase you wear home. This is the first time I have ever seen a suit coat here. It was hung in a closet upon arrival and returned today on his way home.
Somehow it works on Elder Peterson.
A carabou in the field.
Dried coconuts along the road. They eat the coconut meat and burn the shells. The shells also make good tile floor buffers, I'm told.
A Nepo hut in the middle of the rice field. Just like the Christmas tree ornaments on the mission home tree.
Irrigation canal, fields, huts, homes, mountains and the forever heat and blue sky.
As the last harvest is dried and shipped to the mill a new crop is planted and the circle of life begins anew.
The last of the recent crop is dried today.
There is always a reminder of the sustaining influence of rice. It will keep the birds and chickens going for another season. It will provide a chicken in every pot along with the mountains of rice consumed every day.



















































