Tuesday, May 19, 2015

week #23 -Kingston (no letter last week due to mother's day phone call)


This week has been really good.  The area seems to be building back up again, slow and steady.  I have worked hard this week and I feel good about the time I have spent in this area.  This area is a product of my blood sweat and tears, and the grace of the Lord.  Mostly the grace of the Lord.  I have worked hard here and am proud of the area.  It has come a long way.  When I got here to begin whitewashing, Elder McGregor and I had absolutely nothing to work with.  It now looks and feels like an area.  I never realized how much people care until I tell them I am leaving.  I have many great friends here.  I could not have done it without the help of my Heavenly Father.  This is his area, his work, and his children.  Not mine.  I am glad he allows me to help though. 

That is right.  I am leaving Kingston.  I will be going to Portmore on Wednesday to finish my mission.  I will be serving with Elder Sullivan (a Jamaican, 6 months out, from Yalluhs), and living with Elder Ashworth and BIDDULPH!  Haha.  I am so excited to live with Elder Biddulph again.  We lived together in Linstead for two transfers (12 weeks).  I really love that kid. 

Portmore is extremely hot.  There are a lot of mosquitos, and it is a lot like Kingston.  It is also supposed to be very flat.  That is all I have heard about it, so I will confirm these things to you next week.  It should be a great last area. 

On Thursday, we went and did some service for sis. M's cousin.  We helped a lot of guys dig out a hole for the foundation of part of the house they are going to add on to.  I was digging down in a pit when my hand ran up against either a small shard of glass or a very dull rock. More likely the glass.  It split the top of my middle finger on my left hand open deep.  There was a lot of blood.  I wrapped it in my bandana, we called the Zone Leaders, and twenty minutes later I found myself at the doctor getting three stitches.  That is right.  Only three.  It is not that bad.  Just deep.  It hasn't really been hurting me and is healing up just fine, so there is no need to worry.  All that will be left is another sweet scar. 

I got transfer calls on Saturday morning.  I was allowed to give a farewell testimony to the Boulevard ward.  After church, I spent some time getting contact info for people that I love here. 

This morning, we woke up at 4am and caught a ride with a member named David to Holywell (pronounced Holly-well) national reserve up in the blue mountains.  The sisters drove their own car.  We got up there  early and enjoyed a beautiful view of Kingston.  The vegetation and climate reminded me a lot of Seattle.  There was a nice cold bite in the air, and a short hike to a small waterfall.  Holywell was incredible.  It has been so long since I have been hiking in the mountains.  The air was cold.  Do you know how long it has been since I have felt cold?  It was amazing.  I did not want to come back down.  I will send some pix.  It was the best p-day of my mission. 

Yep Nathan.  7 weeks!  Mi soon see unno.  I have not seen any fish lately.  I will let you know if I do.  I have heard there are crocodiles in Portmore...
Nice job on your tests Lydia! That is great. Keep up the good work. 

I love you all.  Thanks for all of your prayers and support.  They keep me going.
Love, Elder Pullan

Sis. Bailey, Thompson, Rampersad,
Elder Pullan, Mecham, Evans and Beck 

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