New Calling for Myrna

Friday, Nov. 7 (The Jordan Sabbath)

   

Yes, that's me playing the keyboard!  I didn't make too many mistakes either.  That's one of the gifts Heavenly Father gives me when I'm on a mission.  When I come home I can't do it.

Today I was called and set apart as the counselor in the North Jordan Branch Relief Society.  The translation was a little loose and when I was asked to be the "Chancelory" in the women I thought "Great!  I'll be working in the Young women."  But then later I was told it was the Relief Society so I thought "Hurray!  I'll be working in the Relief Society!"  I couldn't understand what they said when they sustained me, but everyone raised their hand.

The Relief Society president's name if Huda and she doesn't speak any English--only Arabic.  What a pair we'll be!  I'm not sure how we'll do it, but we'll try.  We smile and wave our arms a lot.  She's been the Relief Society President for 14 years--or maybe she's been a member for 14 years, I'm not sure which.

The service was all in Arabic and was impossible for either of us to understand, but we felt the Spirit there and it was lovely and warm.  I did recognize three things they said:
1.  Book of Mormon
2.  Joseph Smith
3.  Amen
4.  Shookrahn (thank you)

We don't think we'll ever learn the language, so we'll have to rely on the Spirit and some really good translators to help us.  After the meeting a brother Kamal introduced himself and spoke English.  He offered to sit by me next time and translate the "headlights."  I thought that was hilarious but I accepted the offer.

Morad Elias who is the 1st counselor in the branch presidency had his beautiful long hair cut very short and when he came in the door we could hardly recognize him.  Now he looks like a man of the Priesthood.  Did I mention eligible?