Saturday, February 21, 2015

Adversity

We heard an interesting story the other day - it is taken from Meridian Magazine by Mark Albright on November 23, 2014.   We cut and pasted the story rather than paraphrase it -  
President David Oryang of the Woodbridge Stake Presidency, teaching primary children about the Church in Africa.
President David Oryang of the Woodbridge Stake Presidency, teaching primary children about the Church in Africa
"Joseph Oryang, a young man currently serving as a missionary in Mozambique, is the son of David Oryang (of the Woodbridge Stake Presidency) who is the son of–I don’t remember his first name. so I’ll plug in a good Uganda name -“John.” John was a young man growing up in the hills of Uganda who along with his brother rose up early each morning to head for the hills to stay with and protect the families growing herd of goats. 
They would spend each day from early morning to late evening tending to the goats and protecting them from wild animals, and making sure they had food and water.  The two brothers were just lads, about 10 and 11, and destined to spend the rest of their days in the foothills of Uganda, except for a “disaster” that hit Uganda livestock.  A deadly disease coming from Europe invaded Uganda that was devastating to the native goats and nearly all of the goats in Uganda died from the disease, including all of the families small herd.  The Oryang family no longer had any chance at temporal success.  The family was destitute and desperate.  
In the middle of this incredible set back, John decided to strike out on his own as a young teenager and see what was on the other side of the mountain.  With his meager belongings strapped to his back, he walked the many miles to the “big city,” probably Kampala where he somehow got himself enrolled into a school and worked hard to obtain a high school diploma and did so well academically that he was eventually awarded a scholarship to attend a university which paved the way for another round of luck as he was awarded an opportunity to attend Oxford in England.  
Graduating with honors,  he returned to his native land and was immediately rewarded with a good paying job with the Uganda Government, which now made him a man of influence and privilege.  John married and began to raise a family under this newly discovered rank of “Man of Importance” which gave his children privileges that they never would have dreamed of as a Goatsman of Uganda.
Goats
David, his son, grew up under this new family influence which got him admitted to the better schools and eventually landed him a scholarship to attend the University of Washington, where he worked his way through school and ended up obtaining a significant degree.  Along the way, he met the missionaries and was baptized and then met the woman of his life and his story began to take deep roots. A U.S. government job gave this driven man an opportunity to rise in Washington D.C. circles as a man of prominence and influence.  His testimony and leadership skills were soon recognized by both the Lord and his priesthood leaders and as of 2014 he was serving as a counselor in the Stake Presidency of the Woodbridge Virginia Stake.  
I invited President Oryang to speak at a Launching Leaders program, where he shared his exciting and entertaining story. We were all dazzled with the events which brought him to America and to become a family of prominence in the Church and Government.   
As he concluded his story and appropriate application to each of our lives, I stood up and said the first thing that came to my mind: “What if the Goats had not died?”
President and Sister David Oryang with President Albright.
President and Sister David Oryang with President Albright
We then speculated about the difference in his story had the goats never died…His father and his uncle might have spent the rest of their  lives herding goats in Uganda, raising their family – enter David – and eventually Joseph – and the family might have been known to this day as the finest Goat Herdsman in Uganda,  but Mozambique would not have been the testing ground for their 6’6”  strapping missionary son nor would the Gospel or Education or Stake Presidency or Washington DC government influence have been in the Oryang family history.  
The applications to nearly all of our lives are endless. Nearly everyone encounters numerous disasters in their lives and at each one we wonder if life can – or should – go on.  
Like Mandela and Joseph Smith and Victor Frankel and David Oryang , we will all look back and hopefully see our own “Dead Goats Story” as a stepping stone to something great or historic or life altering or heroic or phenomenal or virtuous or of good report or praiseworthy: the very things we came to earth to discover or to do. But often, we needed the goats to die before we found our oil and made our mark…and made a difference in the world.
Meanwhile take good care of your goats, it may not be time for them to die!"
Even though it seems as if "the goats have died", we know that we will grow from this experience.  It may be next month, six months, a year or even years before we can see how this experience has taken shape it our lives, but this we do know - God is watching over us and he is aware of the details of our lives.  All these things will give us experience.
"Like the mortal life of which they are a part, adversities are temporary.  What is permanent is what we become by the way we react to them."  Dallin H Oaks, Adversity, Ensign, July 1998 

Ouch! Update

Tuesday Susan's fingers started to feel a wee bit like pins and needles.  So we made another trip to the emergency room.  One look at her fingers and they took her back to a room and cut open the split in her cast.  Then thy sent her back to the waiting room till someone could look at her fingers and make sure everything was okay.  The cast needs to be tight as her wrist is not stable, but not so tight that it cuts off the circulation.  The swelling does not help matters.


While she was waiting for someone to look at her fingers, word came in that there had been a serious accident and they started clearing the ER waiting room.  She was moved to another area.  Not too long after that she was seen by the same doctor who helped do the Bier's Block on Friday,  It was learned that she is scheduled for surgery with a hand specialist next Wednesday, February 25th.  (that will be the 24th in the states and Canada).  It is good to know that she is having a specialist do the surgery.  They are hopeful that it will be a same day surgery.  More updates to follow.      

Sunday, February 15, 2015

OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!

Friday evening we fed the missionaries at 5:00PM.  Several of the senior missionaries were having a picnic in the park by Lake Pupuke.   We decided that we would walk over to the park and visit with others till it was time for the play to start.  This is a 5 minute walk from our apartment.  We arrived at the park and started to walk down the driveway to join the other couples.  It was about 6:30PM.  As we walked down the ashpalt, Susan stepped on something and fell.  The natural reaction to falling is to put our your hand to break your fall.  As she fell she heard something break.  She thought it was her glasses.  Nope, it was her wrist.  As she and Gary picked her up she took one look at her left arm and knew she had broke it -BAD.  She happened to be wearing a scarf, so they tied her arm up in a sling and walked over to where all the other missionaries where.  The other missionaries helped us think clearly and directed us to the closest hospital.  Elder Keith and Sister Carol Wallace put us in their car and took us to the hospital.  They stayed with us for quite sometime.  It was great to have their support.



Upon arrival at the hospital they checked her out and gave her something for the pain.  Gary had to go home and get her passport to prove that she has a resident visa.  Once that was taken care of they told her what they were going to do.  First on the list was an X-ray.  After the X-ray they told her that she had a FOOSH injury.  Fall On Outstretched Hand.  It was decided that they would do a ""Bier Block" to numb her arm so they could straighten it and cast it.  That is quite an ordeal.  Google it if you are brave.   After they cast it they called Radiology to take another X-ray.  Everyone kept saying that it was not stable.  If it is worth doing, you better do it right!  She broke it really good.  After the X-ray was taken everyone scrambled to look at the picture.  It was then decided to send her home for the night, but do not eat or drink anything after 2AM in case they would have to do surgery in the morning.  They wanted the head orthopedic to look at the X-rays.  They finished casting her arm then waited for it to dry.  After it was dry they split the cast so her arm had room to swell.  Finally about 10:15PM they sent us on our way to the pharmacy to get some prescriptions for the pain.


Saturday morning the ER doctor called and informed us that she could eat as the head orthopedic wanted a hand specialist to look at the x-rays.  Apparently there is a two week window in which they can do the surgery.  Saturday was spent at home and we thought she was doing pretty good till about 6PM.  That is when all the meds came back up.  Thank goodness we brought all those essential oils.  Now she is staying on top of the pain with her oils and has not been sick today Sunday.

Today Sunday, Gary went back and took a picture of where she fell.  It is obvious what happened, but it is too late now.

From this direction it looks fine
Now you see what made her fall 
We hope to hear from the hand specialist tomorrow.  Till then, thank you for all your kind words and remembering us in your prayers.  One positive thing - they have excellent medical care here.  If something like this had happened on our last mission - she would have already been on the plane home.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Acting Upon Promptings

"Listen to the promptings of the Holy Ghost. … You’ll have a prompting to say something or to do something in relationship to those that you serve with or in your neighborhood or so forth. Do it! Trust the Lord.” M. Russell Ballard April 27, 2008.

Since late November 2014, Susan has been trying to decide how to make our apartment more "home like". Everything is in shades of gray or white -- gray walls, gray cupboards, gray carpet, gray chairs, gray couches and a black/green granite counter tops.  Most the other furniture is white.   Even the the throw pillows are gray, with a couple of specks of yellow.









She has been trying to decide what to do in order to add some decorative color to our mostly grey apartment. Anyone who has been to our home in Utah has seen the colored vinyl images on our walls.  She has ordered a large vinyl picture of our grandchildren to put on the apartment wall and has been thinking about ordering a vinyl quote of our mission scripture.  Because of this she kept having an impression to verify the scripture that is on the plaque in our home ward.

Finally last week she asked our daughter to go to our ward building and verify if our scripture was:

Proverbs 3: 5-6  "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths."

Much to our surprise, she sent back a photo of the mission plaque with a totally different scripture on it. Paslms 3:5-6 -- look it up, it has a totally different meaning.

What did we learn from this? - - When you get a prompting ACT UPON IT.  Susan has had the impression to check on this scripture since at least Thanksgiving.  That was 3 months ago.

"The gift of the Holy Ghost, if you consent, will guide and protect you and even correct your actions.  It is a spiritual voice that comes into the mind as a thought or a feeling put into your heart . . . It is not expected that you go through life without making mistakes, but you will not make major mistakes without first being warned by the promptings of the spirit.  This promise applies to all members of the Church."  President Boyd K. Packer, "Counsel to Youth," Ensign, Nov 2011.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Volcanic Ash - Our very own Groundhog Day - A Little Early


Flying into and around Tonga was "interesting".  We arrived on the main island on January 6th and had a flight to the Ha'apai island group planned the following day.  On Wednesday we each packed a small bag with plans to fly to Ha'apai Wednesday, spend the night, and fly back on Thursday.  When you fly on one of these small planes they not only weigh your bags, they weigh you as well.  We checked in and weighed in for our flight and then went to get some lunch while we waited for our plane to arrive and fly us to Ha'apai.  The plane is a very small plane.  17 seats total.  The space between the aisle is about 6 inches.  You have to enter and exit the plane sideways.  And all the armrests have to be down, otherwise the fit is very tight.


Weighing in
Getting ready to take our first flight to Ha'apai
Hans, Susan, Gary, Sister DeLong, Elder DeLong. and Verna
As we were eating lunch, we started noticing all these emergency vehicles arriving and people trying to unlock the gate to the runways.  It turned out that one of the two engines on "our" arriving plane was not working.

Emergency vehicles
More emergency vehicles 
Unloading the plane with only one engine.
Our flight was cancelled until the following day.  So the next morning we decided that since we were leaving early and coming back the same day, we would not pack any extra clothes.  That was a big mistake!  The purpose of our trip was to  review the project and meet the volunteer/apprentices on the Ha'apai rebuild project.  There was a devotional meeting planned and after the devotional we would fly back to Tongatapu, the main island after participating in the devotional.  Bright and early the next morning we went to the airport, weighed in and flew up to Ha'apai.  We had a wonderful meeting with the men who are learning a trade while they are helping to build homes.  After the devotional we returned to the airport where we learned that all flights in and out of Ha'apai were cancelled due to volcanic dust in the air.  We were in Ha'apai without anything but the clothes on our back.  No toothbrushes, no change of clothes, not anything.  We called and were able to check into a lovely rustic resort called "Sandy Beach".  Then we went to the "china (dollar store) shop" and bought toothbrushes, toothpaste, a comb, two t-shirts - you know, the basics.  After we finished shopping, we went to Sandy Beach Resort and checked in for the evening.  Sandy Beach was empty because their guests couldn't fly in.  It was delightful out-of-the way place with great food.


Arriving in Ha'apai
Susan enjoying the porch of our bungalow.
Gary taking it easy
Our view 30 meters from the ocean
Pretty snazzy suit, eh?
Our china shop clothes
We were able to fly back the next morning, arriving with just barely enough time for Gary and Hans  to shave and change before our meeting with Tongan government officials regarding potential humanitarian projects in support of their efforts to reduce diabetes, a real challenge in the islands.

Checking the plane
Boarding the plane 
View from the front seat  (17 seats on the plane)
Our return
Do you remember the movie Groundhog Day?   Bill Murray keeps waking up and the same thing keeps happening to him every morning?    We had a similar experience in Tonga.   On Monday, January 12th, our New Zealand bound flight was scheduled to depart at 2:25pm.   After checking our bags in we headed to a restaurant near the airport for some lunch. 


Gary, Hans, Elder Murdock, Ana and Susan before our first attempt
Lunch at the Scenic Hotel
After lunch we returned to the airport where we found that the flight had been cancelled due to the volcano ash in the air.  The pilot could not tell volcanic ash clouds from clouds.  So we grabbed our bags and returned to House 1. 


On Tuesday, January 13th,  we again headed to the airport to get the flight home, but again the flight was cancelled due to volcanic ash.  Back again to House 1.  Each time we would drop off our bags and then go to the office so that we could have access to the Internet to do some work.    The Murdocks had an appointment on Tuesday,  so we worked on our reports and made arrangements to go to the temple in the evening. 


The lines at the airport
Wednesday, January 14th, we headed to the airport again.  We were literally checking in when they received word that the flight had been cancelled again.  Every day the scene at the airport was the same. There were lines going everywhere and everyone has been coming back each day trying to go home.  Wednesday the weather was beautiful - we decided to go the end of the island so we could see the volcano.  


What the volcano looked like from the end of the island
Later that night we were having dinner when we received a call from then Country Welfare Manager (Ana) stating that a flight from New Zealand was coming in, so we hurried back to House 1.  We threw all our stuff into our bags and we made a mad dash to the airport only to learn it was a flight for the people who were scheduled on the flight for Wednesday afternoon.  We were very frustrated that we had not been notified of the flight.  We were not allowed to even try and go standby.  We were told that there were 10 standby passengers that did get on the plane.  They then told us that there were three flights scheduled the next day to take care of all the passengers (including us) that were stranded in Tongatapu.  For some reason, we were scheduled on the last flight out on Thursday night even though we had been waiting the longest.  We headed back to House 1, frustrated.  On the way back, we received another call.  This time they told us we were now scheduled on the first flight out in the morning.  By this time,  we had decided that were going to do everything possible to be on the morning flight as a scheduled or at least standby passengers.

Bright and early Thursday morning January 15th, we drove back to the airport - again - to try and get on a flight back to New Zealand.  (Is this sounding familiar?) Each time we made a trip to the airport it was about 35 miles round trip.  There is only one way to the airport and you can only go about 30 miles an hour.  All in all the Murdocks had to drive us to and from the airport 12 times. They really are Saints. Thankfully we finally got to leave Thursday about 11 AM. 


The plane to take us home
Notice the first two to board the plane
And we are off!
Newspaper article about all the trouble with flights
When we got home we received a text stating that the flight we would have been on had been cancelled.   
Oh were we glad that we got on the morning flight.  
All the pictures of us getting off and on the planes were taken by Sister Murdock.  She made a post about our adventures on her blog.  She used this quote from President Uchtdorf -  Pretty good one to end our post as well.  Thanks for the pictures and quote Sister Murdock.  We think you guys are great.


"The lessons we learn from patience will cultivate our character, lift our lives, and heighten our happiness."   Dieter F. Uchtdorf