Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Sunday, January 5, 2020

If anyone is still reading this blog, I love you!


At the bottom of this post you I write about how every day in this mission is so amazing and  gratifying.

First, here are random photos and videos.  

I took the following photo because it felt like even the weeds along the street were celebrating Christmas.


There were (still are, because the holidays aren't over until tomorrow, Epiphany - the celebration of the visit of the Magi) several Christmas trees in the visitors center, along with a display of Nativity scenes.  Three of them were in the general area, and the rest were in the room you can just barely see on the right in the following photo.  This nativity scene, or presepe, and the one with the blue background were made by a member here in Rome - a true work of love.


This is the previous one, up close.  The holy family is on the bottom right of the house.  This nativity is of the "profane" variety, because it shows the holy family in the midst of everyday life as practiced in medieval times.

  
The following nativity is of the "sacred" variety because it isolates the holy family in order to emphasize the holy nature of the birth of the Savior.  Every detail tells a story.


Gimme a break - I know it's blurry, but it really was a charming Christmas-decorated Roman street!


This is the refrigerator in the breakroom of the visitors center, where we missionaries take our meals.


Can't say enough how much we love these darling, endearing, joyful, strong young women!


And finally, a celebration of family.  We have been so blessed to enjoy basically every Christmas of the last six years with Amy, Lawton, Abbey, Aidan, Olive and Ian.  We are feeling a little sad that this may be the last time for quite awhile, since they remain in Barcelona and we may not be back.  We loved having them here to celebrate the wonderful spirit of celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ, and its attendant activities.




I adore these people!


Every week we spend six hours a day, six days a week, at the visitors center, a place where the spirit of peace and joy rests in abundance - especially, we found, during the Christmas season - supporting the most amazing, sweet, intelligent, humble, inspired young sister missionaries as they meet and share with others - people who are not members of the church as well as people who are - what makes this place so unique and joy-filled.  

Every day we work to get to know our visitors, discern their needs/desires, and share spiritual messages catered to those needs, specifically focusing on the basic message every missionary shares, of the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the points of His doctrine, and of the Restoration of His gospel in the latter days through the Prophet Joseph Smith (included in that message is an invitation to study and pray about the Book of Mormon, the proof of our message).  

We have wonderful experiences doing this.  I said we support the sisters, because we try to give them the opportunity to take the lead in these discussions.  By so doing they strengthen their own conviction, as well as learn to share the message more effectively.  Sometimes if there are more visitors than there are missionaries, we lead our own discussions.  

Because people come to the visitors center out of curiosity, or perhaps a friend has invited them to come, they are already open to what we have to share, so there are rarely experiences where contentions arise.  This is not to say that every person who walks through the door becomes an instant convert; that is not even the goal.  We are here to minister to people, to share the message and to build relationships.  So, we only go as far as people are willing to go, and we encourage them to return.  Sometimes they want to go as far as they can, sometimes they accept a copy of the Book of Mormon, sometimes they come back.  Nearly always, they leave with a positive experience. 

It's pretty fulfilling.  We just wish there were more visitors!  This will come with time.  We are happy every day.  

We use the rest of the day for study, chores, communicating with family and friends, etc.  Oh - and transportation, which can be major sometimes.  Occasionally there is an activity sponsored by the visitors center, like a concert at the church (located on the same piazza), so we usually attend those as well - a sample video is below.



We have a "Pday" every week; "P" stands for preparation.  For the young missionaries, this means cleaning and laundry, shopping, calling/writing home, sightseeing, etc.  For us, it's just time to take a break, maybe do some sightseeing.  Sometimes when family comes in we take an extra Pday by rearranging the schedules at the visitors center with the other two couples who work there.  With our normal Pday plus one, we usually borrow the director's car and take our guests to Naples, Pompeii/Herculaneum, and the Amalfi Coast.  We encouraged family to visit us especially during this mission, since it may be our last to Italy, and several have taken us up on the offer.  We have really enjoyed the visits; every time things have gone so well and everyone has had a great trip.  We feel very grateful for that.

This is a random "video" which is more of an "audio", taken with my phone, which has a cracked screen, rendering the camera lens rather filmy.  But I did it to record the birds.  The temple site is very "green", and often wildlife, particularly birds and insects (but I did see a cat walk across the back steps of the visitors center today), abound.  I was so taken with the birdsong this particular evening that I had to record it.

So - 13 months in, and it has been a dream!  We will actually be going home a month early, since the couple who is replacing us will be here at the end of April.  Visitors center training is conducted at the MTC once every six weeks, so it was either they come two weeks after our departure date - which is not doable - or four weeks before.  Ergo, we leave the first part of May.  After spending a couple of weeks in Barcelona, we will arrive back in the States sometime toward the end of May.  
Don't really want to think about all that right now...
See ya next time I see ya!  Keep the faith.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

And on earth, peace to men of good will.

I seem to have taken a holiday haitus!  Highlights of the past few weeks, followed by some great photos:

Meeting Fabian for pizza, late night after work, being Mom and Dad for this new convert away from home (Paraguay).  So wonderful and sweet, you just want all the best for him.  And he is full of good will and good works.  Watching as we talked with the waiter before Fabian arrived, as he did the Napolitano song and dance; these folks just can't talk without MOVING!  Wished we had a video.

Exchanging Christmas greetings/hugs/goodies with many, many lovely, lovely people, also full of good will.  Members, active and stalled; not members, but interested; not members but ... full of good will.  

Napoli at Christmastime:  a special kind of magic.  Fantastic decorations, people in the streets, markets, presepi - those fabulous Nativity scenes that feature a whole village - good will, good will, good will ... despite the traffic!  The weather was fabulous.

Meeting Amy, Lawton, Abbey, Aidan, Olive and Ian at the airport in Rome - without Blaine, unfortunately; he was at home, sick in bed, trying to get better for our return in a couple of days.  We stayed in a super rented apartment, took the metro to see the big sites - the Coliseum and Roman Forum, Trevi Fountain, the Spanish Steps, Piazza Navaro, the Pantheon, Castel Sant'Angelo and St. Peter's.  Rome is a fun place.  We found a great, reasonable trattoria near the Coliseum, Luzzi's - amazing food, best 1/4 roasted chicken I've ever eaten, and the chicory could stand up to any Southern greens in TN or MS.   

Fun with grandchildren.  These kids are Wonderful!!!  They love each other, they are lively and interested, affectionate, and only moderately bored by "one more castle or cathedral" (after living in Spain for 2 years now!).  Grandpa Blaine got better in time to enjoy most of the comings and goings, although he wasn't quite up to the trip to Vesuvius and Herculaneum.   

Apropos, we did not actually hike to the crater at Vesuvius; after paying 5 euros each car for parking, then 2 each person for the shuttle to and from the trailhead, we were met with the news that even Ian would have to pay the 10 each to hike 850 meters to the crater.  That was the last straw for Amy; 70 euros to hike 850 meters, and Syrians without a place to live or food to eat!  We all agreed, and walked back to the parking lot instead of waiting for the shuttle, during which time we agreed to spend some of the money we had saved to buy finger foods to put in baggies, and delivered them over the next few days to the Africans who wait at the stoplight to wash your windshield or to sell you a pack of tissues; or to the homeless on the sidewalks on the way to the train station.

Caroling with the entire Napoli Zone of missionaries, about 3 dozen all together, I'd say.  Amy's crew joined us as well.  It was wonderful; people loved it.  Many stopped, some sang along.  Some of the missionaries went out into the crowd to share the lyrics on their iPads; others passed out "Sii una Luce/Light the World" cards and answered questions.  Very jolly and good-will-filled.

Afterward we went into Citta` Vecchia/Old Napoli; we ate gelato, saw the world's first pizzeria, ate other Napolitano specialties, marveled at the hectic arrangement of historical architecture, rubbed Pulcinella's nose, and wandered down Christmas Street, where they sell presepi and all the little characters you can buy to put in them.  

Truly celebrating Christmas.  Reading scriptures and talking about the Babe of Bethlehem and who He is to us.

Enjoying the lovely place Amy and Lawton's family were privileged to stay, thanks to the generosity of the Barros family, in CA for the holidays.  Fabulous place, with an equally fabulous view of the Bay of Pozzuoli.
Enjoying Amy's cooking!  Man, she's good!

Saying a reluctant goodbye, then getting back to the missionary "routine", if there is such a thing.  

We made goodie plates at New Years and took them to folks in both Pozzuoli and Napoli; took about three evenings.  Saw our good friends from Florence, the Evertsens, in town to visit the Lassen family in our branch, at whose home we enjoyed New Years Eve paella, in good company.  We were going to go with everyone to watch fireworks from the balcony at the church, until we found out that you couldn't go home at midnight, but would have to wait at least an hour for the excitement to die down and the streets to clear.  We came home and heard all the noise from our bed.  They don't have organized fireworks, here,  by the way, they have chaos.  If you want to see some of it, you can go to my FB share of Jan. 1.

We love this place, these folks, and this work.  It's crazy intense, but such a privilege and such a blessing.

Now for a whole bunch of photos:


Above is a cute little random tile arrangement, on the beam between the kitchen and the living room of one of the missionary apartments in Naples.  


This is a house we saw while we were on a trip to find one of my old missionary contacts from back in 1973.  Unfortunately, she isn't there anymore; I'll have to pursue that.  But I was so taken with this villa that I stopped to take a photo.  A lady getting out of her car asked if we'd like to see the place - it belongs to her parents - well, at least the top apartment.  I took photos of the doors of the apartments, of the balcony, the roof, the view, etc., etc.  The lady's mom was very willing to show us around and we left with an invitation to come back, having had a pretty good introductory gospel conversation as well.








Those wonderful Smithlings, in the sweet apartment in Rome.  Aren't they adorable?


Anziani Youngblood and Ridd, one last pic before the latter was transferred to Rome.  He bought this very Italian hat at the actual place of fabrication, not far from their apartment (the same one with the tile arrangement above).  He bought it for 5 euros.  We spent almost 20 each for the ones we bought in Florence!  Best wishes to Anziano Ridd!


So the Sunday we were in Rome was spent with the Malara family, who have moved from Cuneo, where we visited them twice during our first mission, to Rome.  Nic was, as you can see, ecstatic to have us!  I love Amy's pleasure at his pleasure.


Dear Carlo.  We were sorry Blaine wasn't able to come to enjoy the great time, great food, wonderful people full of good will.


Yeah, you know this place.  It turned out to be a rather solemn experience for me; when you're in the place where history really happened, I guess you think about it on a deeper level.  One sobering thought:  are today's reality shows and R-rated violence any different from what people here beheld with rabid enjoyment?








The Roman Forum was sooo interesting, varied in antiquities.




Sooo many people at Trevi Fountain, this was the best I could do!


Trajan's column and the Smiths.  I like their accomplishments better.


The Pantheon.  An amazing 2,000-year-old masterpiece.  Fabulous place


Castel Sant Angelo, where the Pope escaped with his life when crazed, famished, unpaid Spanish soldiers went berserk in 1527, only because there was apparently an underground tunnel to St. Peter's.


Ian and St. Peter's


After the failed trip to Vesuvius, the excavation at Herculaneum.  FASCINATING.  Lawton has our sack lunch in hand.  When you're with Amy, you won't spend a lot of money and you will STILL eat really well!


Loved the random poppy!


Herculaneum, like Pompeii was buried under ash from Vesuvius, but even deeper, up to 2 stories.  So much, nearly 2,000 years later, still visible.  Still speaks of people who lived here...just a moment ago...





Some little heathen god I suppose, in a cave sort of place



Storage pots in a tavern.  Chestnuts were found in them.






Our glorious Christmas table, adorned with the Barros girls' magnetic building shapes!  
Thanks Barros family!


I went walking with Sorella Crandell, one of our sister missionaries, who wanted to say goodbye to folks before her transfer to Rome (her sick companion and another sorella were at home).  Took advantage of the experience to take more Pozzuoli/bay photos



Here's a presepe made by Roberto, the husband of one of the branch members whom we visit a lot.  He made it when they were first married and pulls it out every year.


This was my favorite part of it.  It is an exact reproduction of his grandmother's house and environs!


The Holy Family can be seen bottom right, then close up below.  Quite the example of Neapolitan Presepi.



New Years Eve in Fuorigrotta, a suburb of Napoli.  Peace punctuated by fireworks already sounding off in preparation for midnight.


We took a goody plate to the Romano family New Years Eve, here with their gorgeous tree and family members.  



Just wanted to take a picture of the smoky haze still hanging over Napoli the next day, as we made our way to church!


And to finish it up - Nature's random fireworks:  weeds along a wall, captured during a stroll.


Buon Anno, amici e cari nostri!