This week we had one of the more powerful lessons I was ever in. We were contacting in the middle of the afternoon in these little dirt roads between bigger paved roads, when we saw a bunch of kids playing with some tiny puppies. We went up and asked the kids if their mom was home. While they were running between three houses trying to figure out which kid's mom was home, the 20 something sister of one of the kids came up the street. We started talking to her, and we sat down and talked about the restoration because she was asking a lot of questions about what is different about the Church. During the lesson, she got emotional when we talked about how God loves us and is listening to our prayers. The Spirit was so strong, and I know she felt it. We are going to go back this week and see if we can teach her and all of her family.
Also today is day of the dead, so I'm really looking forward to eating pan de muerto. It looks like a giant doughnut thing covered in sugar. It's weird here because some people celebrate halloween and day of the dead, others only halloween or only day of the dead, and others don't celebrate anything.
I'm so grateful for the opportunity I have to be here. I may not be in the a beautiful area, but here are some of the nicest people you can meet. Some of them don't have much, but they are willing to give you everything they have. I really love the people here, and I hope that I can help them come unto Christ.
I love y'all!