The other day, Sister Martin was intensely working on some paperwork for a departing missionary, Elder Massey. Each departing missionary receives a certificate of completion, various disease letters, a few select general conference talks, letter to their Stake President and more.
After finishing the packet, she dashed to the elevator to deliver it to the Mission President on the upper floor, who was running late for the driver to take he and his wife to the airport. As soon as the doors closed the power went out and she was trapped inside (we have a few power outages every day).
Locked in the dimly lit cell, Sister Martin began knocking on the door. The security guard on the other side assured her that the power would come back on in about two minutes, the time it would take for the backup generators to kick on.
When the power came back on, she continued to the top floor. Unfortunately, we have two Elder Massey's in the mission and she had picked the wrong one. Minutes later she had the packet corrected and all was well.
Our local church had a talent night where everyone was encouraged to prepare something to perform or share. Sister Martin and I decided to prepare a silly song that I had heard and sung privately before but never publicly. We improvised, messed up a few times but still had fun. It's called, "The Green Grass Grew All Around".
About half way through the program, they invited us and a few others up to the stage. They asked us to dance to some music so we did a swing.
There was a wide variety of talent presented by so many. We had great time and had a curry dinner at the conclusion. They like to eat late here in India as it was about 9:30 pm when dinner was served.
A few weeks ago, Sister Martin and I decided to join the Stake Christmas choir. This was a different choir that required an audition. One by one each of us were asked to walk up to the pulpit and sing a solo of the 1st verse of "Angels We Have Heard On High", followed by Do, Re, Me, Fa.... Of course we were a little nervous. Sister Martin mentioned that this was the first time she had ever sung a solo in front of people at church or anywhere.
We're excited to be in this choir. We are getting to know some of the saints here in southern India. These pictures I took at our practice last Sunday, from 3:30 - 8:00 pm.
After finishing the packet, she dashed to the elevator to deliver it to the Mission President on the upper floor, who was running late for the driver to take he and his wife to the airport. As soon as the doors closed the power went out and she was trapped inside (we have a few power outages every day).
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| Sister Martin was freed, after being locked in this elevator |
Locked in the dimly lit cell, Sister Martin began knocking on the door. The security guard on the other side assured her that the power would come back on in about two minutes, the time it would take for the backup generators to kick on.
When the power came back on, she continued to the top floor. Unfortunately, we have two Elder Massey's in the mission and she had picked the wrong one. Minutes later she had the packet corrected and all was well.
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| Elder Martin grabbing a bite to eat at the mission office - Curry seems to get better as leftovers |
Our local church had a talent night where everyone was encouraged to prepare something to perform or share. Sister Martin and I decided to prepare a silly song that I had heard and sung privately before but never publicly. We improvised, messed up a few times but still had fun. It's called, "The Green Grass Grew All Around".
Two young girls sang a very touching rendition about the savior called "Gethsemane".
About half way through the program, they invited us and a few others up to the stage. They asked us to dance to some music so we did a swing.
There was a wide variety of talent presented by so many. We had great time and had a curry dinner at the conclusion. They like to eat late here in India as it was about 9:30 pm when dinner was served.
A few weeks ago, Sister Martin and I decided to join the Stake Christmas choir. This was a different choir that required an audition. One by one each of us were asked to walk up to the pulpit and sing a solo of the 1st verse of "Angels We Have Heard On High", followed by Do, Re, Me, Fa.... Of course we were a little nervous. Sister Martin mentioned that this was the first time she had ever sung a solo in front of people at church or anywhere.
We're excited to be in this choir. We are getting to know some of the saints here in southern India. These pictures I took at our practice last Sunday, from 3:30 - 8:00 pm.
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| Coming back from choir practice Sister Martin took this picture of a decoration in front of Phoenix mall |
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