It’s been a full and busy week for two Hong Kong missionaries. I wish we could take photos in the temple of all the great new friends we meet there, but a description will have to suffice. One of the families that were at the temple this week was the Tallari famlly. They are from India and were with a son and a daughter with her husband. The young couple had been married just three days before and she still had the traditional ink markings on her hands and feet. All of them received their endowments and the families were sealed together on Tuesday and came to as many sessions as they could throughout the week. Their devotion, humility and reverence for the sacred ordinances were unmatched. Yesterday, as they came for the last time before going back to India, Sister Tallari cried as she hugged and kissed us, the temple missionary sisters, goodbye. We hope to see them again, but the journey from India to Hong Kong is long, difficult and expensive. They may not have the opportunity to come to the temple again for a very long time. These patrons are such an inspiration to me, and help to keep me from becoming too casual about my own temple experiences.
Okay, now for the times we could take photos. Here are some of the things we’ve done this week when we weren’t in the temple:
Tuesday when we came out of the temple, it was so hot and muggy we grabbed a taxi and headed back to our flat. Five minutes later the skies opened up in a mighty thunderstorm. For more than an hour thunder cracked overhead, echoing off of the buildings so that it was continuous and very loud. It was accompanied by constant lightening and sheets of rain. We watched it from our comfortable(?) couch, but some of the missionaries were caught in the storm and had to wait it out in the MTR station.
The clock tower on the Avenue of Stars at TST
A look at Kowloon from the harbor from the Star Ferry.
The Convention Center where they held a book fair followed by Comicon this week. The masses that attended these events were thick and enthusiastic.
Can you spot Elder Ball leaving the ferry? (Report to us when you find him.)
Love and prayers from Hong Kong,
Boakzimwhey (Sister Ball)