Hope you are having a fabulous Fall. It's so fun to see the Fall colors, feel the crispness of the air, and enjoy the smells of Fall.
We had a miracle in the Dental Clinic last week that reminds us all of who is in charge and who we serve. We had a large batch of new missionaries come into the MTC last Friday. As we were getting them each through a quick exam and a panoramic x-ray, we started to smell something burning. I thought maybe one of the dentists was doing something with one of his tools but didn't check on it because I was busy with the new missionaries in the front of the clinic. One of the dentist's wives (they are called as their husband's assistants) noticed that the smell was getting stronger so she decided to investigate. She checked all the dentists rooms and didn't find anything so she decided to go to the mechanical room and check. There she found the compressor smoking. She went to get her husband and before he got there to unplug the compressor, a fire had started. They were able to get one of our fire extinguishers and put the fire out quickly. It has to be a miracle that the fire was discovered and put out before it caused any damage to the building. Everything came together so perfectly that we know we and the MTC were being watched over and protected. The fire could have started when no one was around or could have been discovered after much damage. There are so many "what if" questions that could be asked but the miracle was that nothing worse happened. The Dental Clinic is located on the basement floor of the MTC and we can only imagine what might have happened if a fire had caught onto the structure.
We, along with most of the Senior missionary couples, attend the only English speaking ward in the Philippines on Sundays. The ward is comprised of American families who are there for the Dad's work, some Filipino families, a few famous people in the Philippines who can't go to the regular wards because they have too many fans (as Senior missionaries we have no idea who is famous here), and those of a few other nationalities who know English better than Tagalog. Today in Sacrament meeting, a sister from Cambodia spoke. She said as she prayed about what to say, she felt impressed to share her father's conversion story. We want to share it with you. Her father was part of a family with 12 children. The family was happy and doing well until the day in 1975 when Civil War broke out. The Communist party of Kampuchea fought to take over Cambodia. Her father's family was taken captive and sent to different camps. He was 9 at the time and didn't know what happened to his family. For 2 years he and the other children in the camp had to work from 4 am until noon when they were given some rice with a few vegetables in it then they were sent back to work from 1 pm until 6 pm. When he was 11, he heard that his parents were in a nearby camp. Somehow he got out of the camp he was in and walked alone through the deep jungle to the camp where his parents were. He was able to find his parents and was so happy to see them. A crowd had gathered and then they heard that the soldiers were coming so her father hid. From his hiding place he watched the soldiers question his parents and then shoot them. He was devastated to know he had caused their death. He continued walking through the jungle not knowing what to do. He feel to his knees and asked whatever Deity there might be to help him. He kept going and came to an old man who took him in, cared for him and sent him to school when the war was over. He married and moved to the city. There were many Christian churches who wanted them to join their churches but he would join none of them because he knew they were not right. When he met the missionaries and they taught her parents, her father knew that this was the right church and their family joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It wasn't until after he found the truth that the pain and anguish he felt about his parents' deaths began to heal and he began to feel at peace.
I don't have any pictures to go with my letter today so I'll just add some from our travels of the past. The first is a picture of 2 girls walking home from school and a tricycle. I love that they wear uniforms here. The second picture is a view of the sea. The third picture is of banca boats. They are the boats on the right, a Filipino outrigger boat (not the little boat on the left).
Our scriptural thought for you to consider is this: “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27. There is peace that can only be found by conforming to and keeping the commandments of God. The Savior is the Prince of Peace and we hope that all our loved ones, family and friends, are living the peaceable life available by loving God and keeping His commandments.
Thank you for your love, your support, your prayers. They all sustain us and we thank you for them.
Elder and Sister Tucker
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