Hello Everyone!
What an unbelievable week! It started off with a fun trip to Tagaytay. While there, we went to a zoo and everything else was closed because it's so close to the Ta'al volcano which recently erupted. We saw the Ta'al volcano from a distance and it was very impressive. It was a fun day and we made a lot of good memories.
Tuesday was an absolutely crazy day. That morning, we got word that we had to stay inside because the whole island of Luzon was under quarantine. Then a few hours later, after we bought a bunch more food, we got a text telling us that all foreign missionaries will be evacuated out of the Philippines! In that text, they spelled out multiple steps we needed to follow so we walked a few miles to the city to a computer shop so we could print off a document they said we needed to print off. Next, we started walking back and we got a call from the Assistants to the President (APs), that they where less than an hour away from our apartment and that we needed to be ready to leave by the time they arrived. We weren't home yet and weren't packed yet, so we ran home and threw everything that we could carry into our bags and then said goodbye to the apartment and everything that wouldn't fit in our suitcases. The Bishop was able to come over to take the food that we had just purchased, so he could give it to those that needed it. After that, we picked up a few more Elders on the way to the mission office. We dropped our stuff off at the mission office and then headed to a missionary apartment close to the mission office to sleep for the night as the APs picked up more missionaries.
We woke up the next morning and headed to the mission office to finish packing. We were told that we would be heading to the airport for a flight later that evening... which turned out to be false. So we packed up and headed to the Manila Missionary Training Center (MTC). After we got there, they gave us room assignments and told us we had a meeting later that night. The rest of the day before the meeting we tried to figure out the sleeping arrangements as the MTC is only built for 200-300 missionaries, but we would be having over 1400 missionaries stay there! 300+ other missionaries were housed in hotels downtown. The rooms were pretty crowded and soap was a very precious commodity, so precious in fact, that just like in the Book of Mormon times. If you left your [soap] for a minute just out of your sight, it would "go missing." Dire circumstances I'd say. After we all got settled, we had a meeting where they told us that we would actually be leaving on Saturday.
Thursday started off with a few church movies and then another meeting. In that meeting, President Clark told us that he unintentionally lied to us and that we actually would not be leaving until Sunday. Later that day I felt a little sick, so I went to the nurse to get some medicine and a mask. After I told the nurse my symptoms, she told me that I would be in quarantine in a room until I got better. I only had a fever of 99.6-ish at that time. After a nap in my small isolated room, the nurse came in and took my temperature. It was now at 102.8-ish, so she gave me some medicine and stuff to drink and told me to go to bed again. I woke up to the intercom saying my name so the nurse came in and said that I would have to wake up the next morning at around 5:00 to be in the MTC office to get some immigration fingerprinting done. I went to bed to try and get as healthy as possible in one night.
I woke up at 5:00 and the nurse took my temperature and gave me medicine because I still had a fever. I headed to the office and they asked me and all the other people in my group (mostly my MTC batch) to get our IDs and grab everything. We headed to Manila to the Bureau of Immigration. We were there until around 12:00 pm taking care of paperwork. My fever had broken by then so I was free to just walk around the MTC in a mask and not be quarantined. Later that night, Elder Steven R. Bangerter came to the MTC and we had a devotional. He said quite a few things, but one cool thing I'll mention is that the evacuation or the "stepping aside" of foreigners in the Philippines was prophesied by Elder David A. Bednar back in October of 2019. The area presidency and the Quorum of the 12 had a meeting to discuss Missionary work and other matters. Toward the end of the meeting, an apostle spoke up and said that they haven't heard anything from Elder Bednar and wanted to know what he would like to say. Elder Bednar then straightened his tie and told the others to buckle up for what he was about to say. He said the time is swiftly approaching when foreign missionaries would have to step aside and then let Filipinos start to run. After they get the hang of missionary work on their own, they will run faster than we (the foreigners) can keep up with. In a fulfillment of prophecy, we are being forced to step down and step aside.
Saturday was a day of packing and getting a bunch of stuff figured out. I was able to "sleep" in the same room as some of my MTC batch-mates and it was cool to be able to talk to them about the things that we have all experienced the past 7-8 months.
Sunday was filled with more paperwork and getting our passports ready and then getting on a bus to go to the airport. The Church had chartered five Delta flights to take about 1,500 missionaries from the Philippines to Salt Lake City, Utah. We got on our plane and then landed in Tokyo, Japan after a 3 1/2 hour flight. After waiting for the crew to change, we flew the rest of the way to Salt Lake City. From there, about five of us, and a few people I know from church back home, got on our final plane and headed to Nashville. We landed at about 2:30 am. It was wonderful to see my family again, but this has been a truly crazy experience. I'm still not sure what to think.
As I'm writing this, I am home and still officially a missionary. It is really weird, to say the least. No TV/internet/movies, etc. and I have to do what I can to maintain my schedule and fulfill my missionary purpose. I'm also in a 2-week quarantine just in case I was exposed to COVID-19. I will be here in Tennessee until I get reassigned. No one has any idea how long that will be or where I will go.
Food Adventures:
In Cavite, I got to eat at KFC for the first time in 8 months!
My first big meal home was my Mom's famous French-Dip sandwiches. So good!
I also got to eat mashed potatoes and roast beef that didn't taste weird. Also so good!
It was interesting eating MTC food again. It brought back a lot of memories.
Spiritual Thought:
"If we speak of faith in the abstract, it is the power of God by which the worlds are and were made, and is a gift of God to those who believe and obey his commandments." -Brigham Young
During these difficult, weird, hard, and trying times, we need to act and obey everything that God asks us to do. By acting in faith, we can then say we have faith to do all things.
Thank you for your prayers and love as I've traveled back to Tennessee. I'm not sure when my next letter/blog post will be, but I will try to keep you updated.
Love,
Elder Arick Smith