A Little History:
Our story begins in Pocatello, Idaho, circa 1972, when the lovely Debby Christensen agreed to a first, though fateful date with admirer, David Croshaw. Long story-short, he bade her follow him, and they went arm-in-arm to the Logan, Utah temple for establishment of an eternal family unit, Generation 1, on May 23 1973.

From their first blissful summer in Salt Lake City, educational pursuits took them to Provo/Orem, Utah, birthplace of Leslie and Rebecca, and to San Francisco/Oakland California, birthplace of Colin and Matt. Then, for establishment of livelihood, expansion of the tribe with Abby and Dana, and for raising/unifying of Generation 2, it was back to the roots in Pocatello for a rewarding sojourn.

In time, driven by a raging, but commonly shared sense of adventure and independence, one-by-one, Generation 2 escaped the homeland to distant regions of the country and the world, each ultimately developing their own tribal expansions by pairing with worthy mates and initiating Generation 3.

Now sensing fulfillment of their purpose in Pocatello, Generation 1 has also left those roots and transplanted to Cascade Idaho, from which base, they anticipate more abundant contact with The Posterity, Generations 2 and 3, in the future. That contact however, awaits fulfillment of a call to LDS missionary service in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, wherein they hope to help the state of the world by sharing the love of Jesus Christ.

So now, including Generation 0 (Grandma and Grandpa Christensen) home base includes Yuma, Arizona, Pocatello, Idaho, Cascade, Idaho, Vancouver, BC, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Spokane, Washington, Boise, Idaho, Los Angeles, California, back to Boise, Idaho, and on and on (Generation 3+) to infinity.

Our Mission Statement:
This is the blog of our eternal family unit. Initiated years ago, it served well as a journal, but even more so, as an archive of our personal interaction. It was a gathering place, a confabulation instrument, a unifying force for four generations of widely dispersed and progressively prolific posterity, and their valued associates. Though it served these purposes well for many years, it eventually took a back seat to new-kids-on-the-block, Facebook, and Instagram, and was sadly forgotten.

We now move to resurrect this blog with an added functional purpose of archiving the missionary experiences of Generation 1, of their movements and activities as they participate with The Gathering of Israel in the land northward. In so doing, we hope that via their own comments and posts, this blog will again serve to gather and unify the posterity and their friends.

As in the past, that the young and vibrant may know the old and tired, that enduring bonds may be fostered and maintained, that experience and encouragement may be openly shared, that posterity may embrace truth, and that hearts may be knit together, we must resist detachment despite our geographic divergence. We shall do so here.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Vancouver Harbor - If you ever take an Alaskan cruise, you will likely board the ship from this spot.

Yesterday was P day, so we ventured into the big city.  Vancouver, BC is a huge, modern metropolis consisting of Vancouver proper (northeast) and a bunch of large suburbs, cities in their own right to the east and south, each with city centers, tall buildings, lots of people, etc.  Thank Goodness for GPS.  Together all these cities consist of what's called the Lower Mainland.  Our mission headquarters and our apartment are in Richmond, just east of Vancouver and just north of the US border.  Richmond is home of large numbers of wealthy Chinese immigrants who have benefited from China's new-found capitalism - lots of large homes and high-end cars.

To the north and east of the Lower Mainland are a number of other smaller towns, all within our mission, extending clear up to the Yukon border on the north and not quite to Lake Louise on the east.  Overall, the mission is 1 1/2 the size of Texas, but 90% of the population is in the Lower Mainland, so that is where most of the missionaries are assigned.  We do have some missionaries up north in Prince George and Terrace areas.  As vehicle coordinator for the mission, I have become acutely aware that we have over 110 cars in the mission, and that the weather/road conditions up north require 4-wheel drive vehicles.  I suspect we are one of the few missions in the world where sister missionaries drive 4-wheel pickup trucks, the other Canadian missions excepted.  Being young, inexperienced drivers, they are not without their share of accidents, which I also have to deal with.

Debby has mostly been  involved with communicating with missionary parents and priesthood
leaders.  Even though our President has assigned us to work in the mission office, our mission call
noted that we were to work with a fairly large number of Korean immigrants in this area.  We
were not quite sure how that would play out, but it has started with a visit to the mission office by a Korean member who recently joined the Church in Korea and emigrated to BC with his wife and 6 year old son.  In broken English, he explained to Debby that they have been trying to attend the area's only Korean Branch in a town called Burnaby, but that not yet being employed, he cannot afford a car, and Burnaby is far enough away that it requires 4 bus exchanges which takes 2 hours one way, to get there, and then another 2 hours back to their apartment in Richmond. Because of this, he was considering attending the Richmond ward because it is much closer, but he was troubled that his wifand son, who don't speak much English, would not be able to learn the gospel as well in an English speakingward.  So, Brother Cho and his family became our reason and purpose to attend the Burnaby branch and become involved with the Korean people.  We have picked them up on the past two Sundays for the 40 minute drive to Burnaby.  The Korean members are so strong.  So committed. So smart.  They  have been very kind to us limited Korean speakers.  Two of the men in the HP quorum were baptized in their youth in Yung Dung Po Branch in Seoul, in 1969, the same time frame I served in that branch as a young missionary. I probably knew them as children, and I knew the elders who baptised them.  We attended the Vancouver temple with the Korean branch last week.  They have their own Korean sessions.  We used the English translation devices.  The goal is to shed those some day.

Tonight, we had these two sweeties over for dinner.  They are Sister Yeung from Hong Kong, and
Sister  Tsai from Taiwan.  They are here teaching the gospel to Chinese people.  They are so diligent and exude the Spirit.  We get to see them frequently as their teaching area is the same as the location of the mission office.  I also especially appreciate them because they ride bikes, and I don't  have to worry about a car in that companionship.

All is well.  We are gradually acclimating to the cool humidity and the new hours.  We are happy to be here and to have this opportunity to serve the Lord.  We feel blessed in this.  We are gratified in knowing that you all are also being blessed for your support of our mission.  Our family means more than ever to us now, and eternally speaking, nothing else in the world matters more to us than all of you.  We look forward to our next reunion.

1 comment:

Leslie said...

Keep the posts coming. I love hearing about your daily life. Can't wait to come visit.