This week went well! We had a less active member return, and her son, is getting baptized this Friday! Anyways, her husband will get baptized in January because of work. Also, I believe that God has heard our constant prayers for another investigator and her family because she came to church with her daughter on Sunday and was asking the teacher questions in the gospel principles class (in a good way). We have an appointment tonight with them. I expect, as the last time, that it will be a Spiritually powerful lesson. I really feel that God sees them as a very special family. There´s something that a missionary can recognize when they make contact or speak with someone. I´m not sure how to describe it, but I think it´s a manifestation of God´s love for these children. Like something in our hearts that drives us to do everything we can for them, and love them. When Elder Tolbert first got here, I felt that way about a family we contacted. They are a large family and they consist of about 12 potential members. We´ve been teaching them consistently now, and they have been coming every Sunday. Even though our first contact didn´t go so well, and we only talked with an old lady chewing coca who told us to come back some other day, we just felt like we needed to be there. And it´s true, as always. It´s truly a blessing to be able to teach them, as well. I´ve never loved so many people so much as I have in the mission! Keep these people in your prayers. It really does make a visible difference over on this end!
Much love,
Elder Alexander
Just in case you think I´ve ever exaggerated about the size of doors here.
Got this shirt custom-made.
Just in case you´re confused about the weather here, I would like to share that I am just as, if not more, confused. In the mornings and afternoon it´s crazy-hot so you feel like dying. Then, in the night, around 5-6, it rains/hails and get super-duper cold so you feel like dying. 4 is my favorite hour of the day.
I almost forgot to tell you! I got to interview an old lady for the Hermanas in my districts. The only thing is that she doesn´t know a single word of Spanish. Just Quechua (however you spell that). So, we had a translator for the interview, and it went well. In the end, I asked her who she would like to baptize her. I don´t think she understood all that well, because she answered "Joseph Smith". The only odd thing about that, is that as she said that, she motioned to me. She wanted me, Joseph Smith, to baptize her. So, I accepted, explaining, of course, that Joseph Smith is dead.
So, I baptized her. And got to practice my Quechua, as well!
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