In
terms of the work, it's been rough. Almost no one will go to church
ever, partly because we have to try to get them to go somewhere they've
never been before that's 45 minutes away. It's pretty hard even just
knocking doors, because we have to really search out the Hispanics over
an area that's huge. Most of the areas where there are any are super far
away, too, and we have limited miles. The branch itself is slowly
improving, and more people who haven't been in a long time are showing
up after we've visited them a few times. The coolest experience we had
this week was being able to go to the baptism of someone that we found a
few weeks ago. We were knocking doors and at one of them a teenage girl
named Sam answered. It turns out that she is very religious and loved
what we shared and wanted to hear more. So we talked with her for a
little while and then set up a time when other missionaries could come
by. We definitely would have come back and taught her more ourselves,
but in our area we aren't allowed to teach anyone who doesn't speak
Spanish any more than the first lesson. So the English missionaries took
over and she got baptized two weeks later, the fastest that you can be
out here because you have to go to church at least twice. She already
has a whole bunch of friends in the Young Women and is doing super well.
The only sad part is how we couldn't teach her ourselves, but it's
always great to see people improve and develop a deeper relationship
with God.
This
was one of the weirdest things I've seen while tracting. We thought it
was actual people inside at first, but nope. Just some mannequins.
Some of my favorite pictures of the beach that I took.
Seriously though, the signs in the South are just the best.
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