Another week, another letter. It is once again P-Day and I get a chance to write you all about the happenings here in Coatzacoalcos.
We had an awesome week. We were able to have a lot of success. Yumara is progressing well. Unfortunately, we were not able to do her baptism this week because she went to visit her family in Chiapas. She really loves the church though. She is taking part in our ward choir. We should be doing her baptism either this week or the next.
Miriam’s husband also came to church again. He really likes the church. He is a lot more happy now that he has been investigating. He tells us that the change that he has seen in his family is what is most helping him to want to go to church. We have baptismal date with him for the 26th of July. I know he can be ready by that point to join his family as a member of the Church. Probably the coolest part was that he paid tithing with his wife.
We had a really great lesson this week with Anabella’s sister, Nadxielly. We had taught her a couple of times but we haven’t seen her for about a month. When we got there, we decided to read 2 Nephi 2 with her. It was a really cool experience. As we were reading, she would ask us questions and all of her questions were answered within the chapter, It was really amazing to me how the Book of Mormon really answers our questions. Sometimes, it takes a bit of study, but other times, like this week, they come in the moment.
We also had a little miracle today actually. We got a call this morning from Hermano Mexicano (a brother in our ward). He told us that he wanted to go visit one of his friends with us. It was a little rough because we were washing, but we hustled and got everything done on time. We went with Hermano Mexicano to visit his friend Paolo. Paolo has cancer and he feels like there is something he is missing in his life. We were able to teach him about the Book of Mormon and the Plan of Salvation. He got really excited to learn and study. Then at the end, Hermano Mexicano gave him a priesthood blessing. The Spirit filled the room and we all just sat there in silence for a moment. All he could say was, “Gracias.” Even though he is sick and actually going to the hospital this week, he said that he would come to church.
The one issue was that while we were there, it started raining, and not just a little bit, but it was pouring. We were only like three blocks from our house so we knew that everything, our clothes, our hammocks, and a backpack that been left out to dry were going to be soaking wet. We came home expecting the worst, but found that almost everything was dry. We were able to take almost all of our clothes down right then. Who knows what happened, but with the wet ground full of puddles all around me, I felt like God was thanking me for taking time away from what I have to care for my own physical needs to care for one of his children’s spiritual needs. He took care of me so we could help Paolo. It may have been just a little miracle, but none the less, a show of my Father’s love for me.
I hope you all know that God loves each of you as his children.
Thanks for all your faith,