Hello everyone! It's been a bit of an exciting week here in Jogja. Sister Nainggolan got ran over by a motor (AKA a motor scooter) on Thursday!! We were on our way to an investigator and stopped at a newly red light. The motorist wanted to go through, but didn't see Sister Nainggolan as he was going around the car behind her, and crashed into her. They both fell. There were 3 people on the motor, one of them was a 3 year old little girl. Her leg had a big scrape on it and she was crying. Sister Nainggolan got some deep scrapes on her leg and her her lower back. We went to the hospital in a police car. Luckily Sister Nainggolan wasn't hurt too badly, it's just really hard for her to walk. Her bike is pretty much dead, too. That was the one I was going to inherit when she transfers next week, too! But that doesn't matter, all that matters is that Sister Nainggolan is ok. I wasn't close to the crash. I got stuck behind some slower traffic, so I saw them crash as I was trying to catch up. Sister Antonio didn't get hurt either, but saw the whole thing happen because she was right next to Sis. Nainggolan at the stoplight. Because of that, we've ridden in taxi's and becak's since Thursday, which is nice because we don't have to ride our bikes, but also bad because now we don't have any money! But all is well now.
This was taken just a few minutes before we left our house on Thursday, the day Sister Nainggolan got hit. Things happen so quickly, we never saw it coming!
We found Christmas decorations in the closet, and then got peanut butter as a Christmas present, Christmas miracles do happen, folks!
Having a wonderful Christmas in the heat, humidity, and rain!
Riding in a becak on our way to the internet cafe to email.
INDONESIAN TIDBIT #3
People in Indonesia don't use forks like Americans do. They eat rice and chicken and everything, pretty much, with a spoon. Sometimes I still find myself accidentally using a fork out of habit, but I'm slowly training myself to eat everything with a spoon.
INDONESIAN TIDBIT #4
In Indonesia, they don't use toilet paper. It doesn't agree with their sewage system, from what everyone tells me. So, we use a hose instead. I don't know how I feel about that yet, but will except it. At least in our house we have a toilet and shower, not a hole in the ground for a toilet and a bucket of water for a howler, like most of the missionaries have.
This week is Christmas, remember what Jesus has done for you, personally. Her loves you more than you will ever know and I invite you to discover how He has blessed your life through study and prayer. I have done that throughout this December and I have gained a more personal relationship to Christ, it's really helped me!
HOLLEY STRINGHAM: Salt Lake City, born and raised; returned missionary from the Indonesia Jakarta Mission.; a simple folk aimed on changing the world