“Remember the worth of souls is great in the sight of God;” Doctrine and Covenants 18:10
November 4th, 2015
Sorry about such a short email last week, we didn’t have enough time to send long emails. But here it is, my second email from the MTC! It is also my last… Because next week I’ll be in Kumasi!
The MTC has been great.
Every morning we wake up, shower the sweat off, brush our teeth, and dress for the day. After which we spend an hour in personal study trying to plan for our “investigators”. Once we finish study time we move onto breakfast, which is usually beans, cabbage, bread, and fruit. Then we spend all day in classes teaching us how to teach and effectively use the materials we have been given.
We eat lunch at noon everyday, which almost always consist of chicken, rice, fruit, and a roll. After lunch and several more classes we get an hour to go outside and play football (soccer). An African actually complimented me on my football skills!!
Once we are nicely cooked on all exposed areas, looking like glazed donuts, we head back inside for another shower before dinner.
Food consumed, usually [consists of] some kind of strange looking food [that] mom would make during one of her ovo-vegetarian diets, it’s more classes. With my head full of delicious knowledge for me to digest, I head off to bed. Repeat day for another 6 days as of now.
It’s just straight up hot and humid here. I’ve gotten used to by now… It’s just like putting on a semi-wet blanket 🙂 The missionaries here are super awesome! There are 16 American elders in all and 13 of us are going to Kumasi.
The African elders are some of the coolest guys you could meet! I love it here in Africa. It was really weird and different the first day, but now I am getting used to it.
I love all of you very much and I really hope I get to answer questions and write more, but I am limited on time… Hope I have cooler stories to tell next week!! Until then, peace out.
On October 28th, 12:30pm central time, Kamron Whipple was set apart as a full time missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints by President Jones, of the West Plains Missouri Stake, and by his father Peter Whipple.
He later departed for Springfield, MO with his parents, as he had a 6am flight to Ghana (by way of Atlanta, GA/New York/London) departing on October 29th.
He said all of his goodbyes before bed on the 28th…
I will not deny nor confirm the shedding of tears, but I will say if there were tears, they were tears of happiness and well wishing.
Elder Whipple left for his mission the day before his Grandfather’s funeral. Although both he and grandfather are missed, we know that they both are where the Lord wants them.
Elder Whipple has chosen the scripture from 3 Nephi 5:13 to be placed on his mission plaque:
“Behold, I am a disciple of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. I have been called of him to declare his word among his people, that they might have everlasting life.”
Several months ago, Elder Whipple was asked by friends where he wanted to serve his mission. He said, “I don’t really have a preference, I just hope there are a lot of black people.”
When asked why he wanted to serve in an area with a large number of black people his response was, “they have this joyful spirit that I love to be around.”
Well, the Lord sent him to the best mission ever. He will indeed find joy in Kumasi, he will undoubtedly find trials, but this is the start of the best two years.
His first email home, sent October 30th:
2 days ago in a country far far away… With every emotion known to man running rampant in my system, I said goodbye to all of you, family and friends, and stepped on a plane headed for Atlanta. When I arrived at the airport it took me awhile to make my way over to the right terminal. When I found it I was the only missionary there… I was hoping someone else would show up.Thankfully I met up with 3 other missionaries and we waited 4 hours for our flight due to a delay. We made it to New York just in time to sprint to our plane where we joined 10 other missionaries headed for Ghana. The plane was cramped and uncomfortable, so I didn’t sleep at all… But it’s alright, I’m way to excited to be tired right now! At the airport in Ghana we were swarmed by waves of people wanted to help so they could take our money. We just had to push them away and struggle through the crowds to our van. Once we made it to the van it wasn’t a long ride, it was just crazy. People walk along and across the highway, other cars would come into our lane head on, no stop signs, and no speed limits. It’s so hot here… The sunshine will always be in my soul. 🙂 I love all of you.