April 21, 2014
Semana Santa
Hey, no Easter egg hunt?
Me niether! (I had to review Brian Regan’s "I before E"
rule in my mind while writing that word.) [Poor
Dalton—the “I before E” rule doesn’t work in this case.] Over here,
there's not really any of that. Just the tradition to not eat meat or
chicken Thursday or Friday, which we didn’t exactly follow. But, we
did so happen to eat rice and chicken for lunch on Sunday, so there's that. [I asked
Dalton why he thought there would be Word of Wisdom issues last week…] And
for your question, Mom, I wouldn't say that everyone is super drunk in Semana Santa
[Holy Week], but it's just that the
people who are already good at drinking have more time to do so. That
wasn't really a problem.
On
Saturday, I went to my nightly
prayer realizing that we really didn't have anyone that's progressing. I
asked for a miracle the next day in finding a family that's willing to make
covenants. The answer came on Sunday at 8, the last appointment of the week.
His name is Juan, he was a referral, he's married, he listened to the
missionaries years ago, he knows that the Book of Mormon is true, and he accepted
the baptismal invitation. Well, we have an appointment on
Wednesday with the whole family,
but that, for me, was a good Easter. I felt like Elder Christensen
teaching German. [Huh?]
There was another man
that we taught named Vicente, who said that he would go to church every once in
a while but didn't leave satisfied. I learned a lot from him.
That's how a lot of people must feel, but they just don't tell us.
Oh, and Fredi is a
priest now! That's what I'm talking about!
Anyway, I love you
all!
Elder Johnson
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