feb 2013 pictures

"Open Your Mouth".. and spread the gospel but don't put in the "Grog"

Feb 24, 2013

Hola Mi Amigos, Bula Vinaka Kedatou Noqu Itokani kei Matavuvale, Hello my family and Friends.

I am in love with my mission.. I almost feel like everyday is P Day because I'm having so much fun.. 
'Im preaching my heart out to random people and they are so receptive. I love it. I love my comp. I love to learn the gospel and learning how to teach the people.

I'm seriously living the life.. I think about being a missionary sometimes and its super weird... What kind of
teenager goes to a foreign country to talk to people about the gospel?  It's almost awkward thinking about,
but I'm growing up so fast. Everything is happening so fast.. I love being in Fiji and serving the Lord...

Exept for yesterday...

My Companion and I went to our branch presidents house and what do you know? Our whole branch presidency and a returned missionary were breaking the word of wisdom and drinking Grog. I want to kick their faces in when I saw that.. I was so mad.. and they all know that they were doing it too. We called the A.P's and they said that they will worry about it and for us not too..
Gosh..

Next, I'm trying to "OYM" everyone that I see... "Open Your Mouth".. and spread the gospel.

 I've realized that I am completely horrible  at the language but at least they can understand what im trying to say now. I just barely talked to someone here in the Internet cafe. I'ts starting to be so fun to do.. I know that the spirit is constantly with me. I'm so blessed with descent communication skills. (except with girls).. I was never good at that..

I'm a FREaking uncle again and I missed it.. 
Baby Eleanore is so beautiful.. 
I love you all.. 
3lder Molitoni.

10 minute prayer and lemon tea

Dear Family,

Last night was the coolest experience ever.. We went up to this house in a brand new (koro), village. 
The man wasn't home but his father was. He is a big man in the koro and he was very respected.

We talked and we asked if he could start off the lesson with a prayer and so he did... and it was ten minutes long. I was dying.  At the end of the prayer I opened my eyes and there were about 25 people in the room waiting to here what the  "white boys" had to say.. haha.

 They sang a Fijian song to us.  It was so beautiful and just for us!  I was floating in the clouds that all of them would sing for us.Then, at the end, they fed us this tea that is so good and is completely good for you. It is called "draunimoli".  It is just leaves off of a tree. Lemon flavored leaves. It's amazing!  And scones!!!.. ahah the best.

We did teach but only for a short time because there were so many people and it was pretty late.

Love,
Elder Moulton

Dog fights and Bug bites! Converted at last!

Dear family,    Feb.10,2013

I'm finally convinced that I am being converted to the gospel.  I have been taught the teachings me whole life but I have never really paid attention to the spirit.  I have never really lived the gospel until now. I cannot believe how much of a difference your/our lives are when we are obedient. I am positive that God is real and that he really blesses our lives according to our works. I’m so thankful for the chance I have to be serving all of these BROWN people.

 The language sucks. I’m in an area where there is a different dialect so instead of using the letter “s” they use “h”. It’ so confusing.  I’m pretty much back to square one with learning the language.

 I am needing to take a nap almost every day because I can’t sleep at night.  All of the wild dogs gather together outside of our flat and fight at night.  It’s ridiculous;   I almost went and slept in the bathroom just for some peace and quiet.

 
Teaching is so great!  It is my favorite part of being on a mission. I’m falling in love with the people just because they are so nice. This week we had seven new investigators.  I don’t know if that is a lot in other missions but it’s a ton here. We have to walk around and talk to people… but it’s nothing like in America. We don’t have to sell the gospel here. We say that are missionaries of God and they invite us into their house.

We made a baptismal date for one of the investigators. His name is Alipate ( Aly Pot Ay). He is the Ratu of the village.  That means” the chief” and he is so receptive. We just have to get him to quit drinking Grog.  Everyone drinks here. They sell it in the grocery stores.

I can’t really say much about the other investigators. They are in between progressing and not. The three Mary’s are so great and they love hearing from the missionaries. We are getting them to come to church.

Fiji is the best place on earth except for the one hundred bug bites on my ankles.

Now, I’m going learn how to play rugby. Go P day.

You Stay Classy America,

I’m Elda Moulton

Elder Moulitoni dressed in Sulu

Pictures from Fiji... week 2

Letter #2 from Fiji Don't eat the tuna!

So Hello My name is Dallin Steven Moulton The ELDER

I'm currently situated in an Internet cafe and i'ts super Ghetto, but i love it.. The music is blarring ahaha. I'm surrounded by Indians(not the Feather Indians) the 7-11 gas station type of Indian. I a third of Fiji Is indians..

 I'm pretty burnt out right now. I caught this sickness that has been going around and I've been down for three days. It's still so weird being here. I look outside and gasp.. I found a great view at our flat and since our house is on a cliff I found a window that opens all of the way. I like to go sit on the roof... such a cool view.. you would be in awe! 

 

I'm so humbled to be here. Life is so different here and so are the people.  The people don't care about worldly junk. They care about work,family and rugby.. ahah. I have honestly fallen in love with the people, I suck so bad at the language. It really hit me when I came here.

We are teaching this family with pretty much women. There are three Marys in the family so I had to specifically ask if I could call them something different. They have taken three lessons from us and they want to keep on listening.. I'm not quite sure if its for the right reason.

 Here in Fiji, everyone will invite you into their home but they don't really care about what your saying. They think if you let a missionary into your home, you will be blessed by God and that is all you have to do. We are trying to change the way people think.

My favorite part of being on a mission is going to peoples houses. That is the easy part. The hard part is finding people that aren't busy.  

The Food..

I think I've lost about eight pounds since I've been here.  We don't have a scale to measure and I can't transfer Kg's, but the food is rough.. The first day we taught the lady. Sister Sara fed us sandwiches. Tuna straight from the sea.. like a week old... no refrigerator and the worst part is I felt like there were little eyeballs in it.  I felt a big pop. At that moment the two years hit me!  Feels like its going to be a long time. All chicken has bones, like little ones, in almost everybite and they are small. They love cornedbeef here and I'm gonna die just talking about it!  They put straight onion in it and I'm trying to get used to that. The one good Fijian thing here is the tea its called drau ni Moli. Moli means citrus and the you can just grab leaves off of this tree and put it in water and boil it and you dip scones in it.. I'ts way good.   My companion is keeping me alive. A small turkey is $140 here so for Thanksgiving we will be having ramen or something else. ahah. 

We have a brand new toyota yaris and its is so fun to drive on the dirt roads in the mountains. There is no suspension and you can hall. My comp is actually turning out to be an alright guy and he is taking care of me. I feel like a child here.. 

Well I've written too much,  If you want to ship a box of nutella, peanut butter and Honey that would be great a big tub of Jif is like 20 bucks. But atleast Fiji water is cheap.

My Fingers Hurt..

Love Elda Molitoni