Dearest Readers,
This letter is being written in the most difficult of times. I have (in this very minute writing) a little kid crawling under my feet weaving like a little catiplier bug, some awesome very catchy dubstep music that I have not heard for a year playing 'boom boom boom' right behind me, and this lady who has asked me now 4 times with help operating facebook. Please forgive me for the way this letter may turn out.
Okay.
Oh, yeah. So we call our mission president to ask permission to baptize in the ocean. HE GIVES IT TO US. And it turns out that our dear friend Diomedes doesn't swim. It seems like it was more of one of our dreams than his. . :(
But he is just so ready for baptism - I might have mentioned in older emails that he lives alone with basically nothing. And that's the 100 percent truth. We had no idea really how poor of a situation he was in. We were going over a practice interview yesterday after church and it started to rain while we were sitting out back in his patio. So, we moved into the house to finish our discussion. he invited us to sit in his bedroom (for the lack of chairs), and I was shocked to see such a big, spacious house completely empty. This guys doesn't have a fridge nor furniture. Yet, he admits that he's the happiest he's been his whole life. It was such a spiritual day for him and for us. We left sharing our testimonies and tears, he will interview tuesday and be seeing his fresh-water font saturday for his baptism.
Con a los demás investigadores, hasta ahora no tenemos demasiado que están progresando como deseamos..
But we have been having some, I wanna say, ''Come unto Jesus'' meetings on a ward and stake level that should help the missionaries out with more inspired references - that in all truth progress a hundred times better than door to door contacting does.
And speaking of contacting! Okay, just one more little story - While on an exchange with a newer elder, fter I found myself lost into the depths of our area, we contacted an older woman late in the night, the only house with a light on in the whole street (it was like a sign from heaven). We hit it off great! She had mentioned that she had accepted missionaries into her home 2 times before: Once when she was 18 year of age and another when her kids will little and squirmy. Both times just didn't seem right to her and the missionaries needed to focus on different people who were prepared to hear the message. So then that dark night at 8:45 about to turn back home, we contacted her. And man lemme tell ya, she is eating this up like it's something she has known all her life. We've been teaching the whole family and inclusivo she has admitted that she feels the message is true. My testimony of late night contacts has been stengthened. She's pure gold.
Mis ojos ya perciben la gran gloria del senor,
Avanzad Su verdad!!!!!
ELDER TATE
foto 2 - mamón (the cousin of guanabana)
foto 3 - super hero poses
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