Well this week was interesting; on Monday President Judd called to tell me that I would be going to open the area of Ho 3 and train. Ho is around 3-4 hours out of Accra and can be considered a covetous place to serve. The following day I received another call from President Judd informing me that the missionary I was to train went home in the MTC (the day before transfers) and as a result I wouldn't be training and I wouldn't be opening up Ho 3 and would be going to reopen Nungua 2. I was a bit disappointed as Elder Achola and I were at the last appointment of the day so I could pack so I then had to tell the apartment there was a change in transfers.
Wednesday was transfers and I was able to see mission friends which was nice. There are a few English Elders who recently came and it was a lot of fun to talk to them. There were many missionaries there I wouldn't see again on mission. My new companion's name is Elder Tyler Bladen from Logan, Utah. ELder Bladen has been on mission of five months and I am in an apartment with an Elder Hurley from California who is around nine months and just began to train and Elder Ndarya from Zimbabwe. It's an interesting feeling to be the eldest missionary time wise by far. Nungua 2 is an interesting place and I have been to the apartment when I first came to the mission as the town of Nungua is next to the town of Teshie which is where I was trained. The church has been in Nungua and Teshie for at least 15 years and as a result there a a lot of solid members of the church here. For our missionary efforts Elder Bladen and I spent most of the time contacting around the church. We also were able to identify a few members' houses and began teaching a referral which was helpful. Elder Bladen is really humble and willing to learn. He isn't too much of a people person, but as I feel that is the only real strength I have as a missionary, I want to utilize it effectively to help him develop more of that too.
For Saturday and Sunday I started to get sick and had a fever of 101 by Saturday night. By Sunday I was feeling a little better, but durring the last hour of church I felt the sickness really hit me hard with aches, headache, sore throat, nausea, and a fever reaching 103. I felt like the mission just kept telling me to take all sorts of medication so by today I'm not having issues. Last night by 9:30 my fever broke as I woke up drenched is sweat. All I have now is a sore throat. Apparently it was strep throat and because I was told to take the malaria medicine first, I figure that's why things went crazy. I definetly wasn't myself with the fever-almost like Jack Sparrow. Looking back, I have been sick several times with malaria and other things, but I think that was probably the most agonizing two days on my mission, lots of squirmming on my bed just giving uncontrolled sounds of pain. The only time that comes close was when I developed food poisoning around 2.5 months into the mission where there were times I was throwing up every 15 minutes and then went to the hospital so everything worked out okay.
A thought I have had during this past several months is how I need to align my will with God's. A lot of the time I have a mental map of what would be the perfect way to have my mission go, but as it most often happens with me, it doesn't align with God's plan and thereby results in a path I had no idea about. All in all as I have strived to become a better missionary, I can see countless examples showing me how God's will was and is much better than the plan I had mapped out in my head. I feel that this transfer is a good example of this because I'm quite happy with where I am now on the mission. I wouldn't trade the current situation for anything, and I can see more of where Elder Achola's methods are applicable here and I am using them the best I can.
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