WOW. WHAT A WEEK. I know that I
probably mention that the mission is an emotional roller coaster like
every week, but this was the craziest week I have ever had. Emotionally,
physically, and spiritually.
It all started with these two ridiculously hard baptisms that we had planned for the same Saturday.
If they hadn´t been planned according to answers to prayers, I can
assure you we would have pushed one of them back. But, like Nephi, we
were determined to GO and DO what the Lord hath commanded. It just turns
out sometimes the acting part is exhausting.
We
first had Gloria, who had to get married before she could be baptized.
The only problem was that the registro civil here in Zapata wanted some
paper that was evidence that she was single. So that is lame because she
is obviously not with anyone else. She has been with her current
boyfriend for a while, and they have 8 month old triplets. HELLO. But,
the law is the law and we are all about respecting it and stuff, so we
tried to get the paper. The only problem with this paper is that it is
super hard to obtain, and it was going to take too long to do all the
paperwork. So we all went to Palenque (in another state) to get those
two married. Why? Because the registro civil in Chiapas is WAY less
annoying than the registros civiles here in Tabasco. So they got married
and they are beautiful and perfect and Hermana Pasley and I are coming
back in a year to see them all get sealed :)
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| Wedding |
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| Baptism |
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| Future eternal family with darling triplets! |
LUEGO
(Then) we had good ole Jorge, who has the faith like unto Enos. (Enos is his
favorite. He relates EVERYTHING back to Enos. I love it). As before
mentioned, Jorge cannot move his lower body due to a nasty fall and a
spinal injury. His preparations were even MORE complicated than the
wedding. First we had to find a camilla, then we had to find an
ambulance to transport him... Then he had a health scare and had to go
to Villahermosa. Luckily, there are elders in Villahermosa that were
willing to go give him a blessing. The whole week was just one big
stress monster. Hermana Pasley and I just laughed all the time because
we literally did not know what else to do. WHAT are two super American
sisters doing planning the baptism of a boy that cannot walk?! haha..
It was quite the adventure, I tell you what. Long story short, Saturday
there were still problems with our plans.. but thanks to some super
supportive rama members, everything turned out fine. Jorge se bautizo,
and it was the most beautiful moment I have ever experienced in my
mission.
Although it was really funny when
they got him in the water.. Jorge on his blue camilla with like five
priesthood holders surrounding him ready to push it all under... only to
find that camillas float! haha... So the actual baptism was a little
bit more challenging than we had anticipated. It took them four tries,
but they eventually got him under the water. He was confirmed
immediately after in the hallway. The point is he is BAPTIZED and miracles happen and it was the COOLEST EVER.
Mom had a lot of questions this week. Ahem:
1, The thing I miss
most about America is the cleanliness. ALSO that the bathrooms are 1)
free and 2) have toilet paper AND soap. I know dad complains about all
the laws and stuff.. but I am starting to feel real grateful for how
regulated the states are.
2. No. people are terrible with time. We told everyone the baptism would start at 5 so that it would really start at 6.
3. Our
new apartment is really simple. Maybe I´ll take some pictures next
week. There are lots of lizard like creatures, but it is WAY cooler..
literally.. than either Frontier or Deportiva. Love it.
4. Toilet is fine. Washer is weird, and it is at a members house. There are no dryers.
5. YES.
The churches and the temples feel the same as anywhere else. EXCEPT for
the part where there are no benches. Just cushioned chairs. And also
there is no carpet. OH! That is another thing I miss about America!!!...
carpet. And couches. I just want to lay on a nice, cushy couch once in a
while, ya know?
I love you I love you I love you!
Hermana Moser
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