Craigs in Cauayan

In a recent Zone Conference  (a larger meeting of about 75 missionaries) I took a walk down memory lane.  I spoke of meeting and teaching the Salenga Family in 1982.  They were one of those great families that I fell in love with all those years ago. In the fall of 1982, I was serving in the cities of Hermosa and Orani in Bataan.  It was my first and favourite area because I was there for 7 months. The family did not join the Church all together and make one nice photo all in white in front of the font. First I just taught the mother and oldest daughter Lorna. Lorna was very spiritual and immediately receptive.  Her mother was more traditional and hesitant.  When we finished teaching them, the mother refused baptism but readily gave permission for Lorna to be baptized.  Undaunted, my companion Darren Tagg continued to pursue the mother to make the commitment of baptism.  Elder Tagg was fearless, and after a particularly powerful lesson where Elder Tagg insisted that Mother Salen

We were out walking a few months ago, and I felt cool.  I hadn't "felt cool" since we arrived in July, so checked the weather on my phone to see the temperature...30C!  I have never in my life thought that 30C with humidity would feel cool. As cool season continues on, we have stopped using the A/C at night, and I often put on a sweater.  The temperature the other day was 23C when we got out the door in the morning.  I am loving it.  It can stay like this all year! In Canada, where everyone wants to have tanned skin, I have always been almost embarrassed by my "pasty white skin".  Here, where everyone has a built in tan, they wish their skin was whiter.  They love my white skin. It's funny how our perspective changes. Our bodies adapt and get used to things being different, and we soon don't notice those things that we thought we would never get used to. I usually feel short, being the shortest in my family growing up, and I am still the