I'm now in Pajapita, a good-sized highway town on the way to Mexico. Living in a house with four girls, and they've made me one of the sister leaders. The zone leader and district leader are companions and are the elders in our ward, so there's a total of 6 missionaries in a unit with a weekly assistence that's around 160. The funny thing is that it's still a branch... We're working on that :)
It's been a wild week, with changes and training meetings and now just getting to know the area and the people. But in the midst of it all, what's kept me grounded has been the lessons with the people. Tears falling down in the goodbye talk with Yosselin, reminding her and all of us that with the Atonement of Christ, all things are possible. Peeling corn (how on earth do you say that in English?...Oh! shucking.) Ahem, shucking corn with two little girls, who want to get baptized but their mom can't because her husband won't marry her, and who have to help their mom everyday to make this corn drink that they wander the streets selling to make money. Testifying of the need to come unto Christ to two embittered women, at the end of a dusty road hidden from everyone but God. Feeling the Spirit with my companion, who has challenges of her own.
But we are going to get through this, get through it all, and be better for it on the other side.
This is the only true church. God is our Father. And life is meaningless without Jesus Christ.
So much love,