Rewind three months when we left our favorite family that just wouldn't progress. Well, these past two weeks the kids have been coming to church with the Fuentes family and to all the activities. We started teaching 11-year-old M. J. again and were surprised at her enthusiasm. Where she used to be shy and wishy-washy, she was answering all of the questions and said she wanted to be baptized. Whoa.
We went to see her the next day and to our next surprise, her mother didn't send her out but invited us in, gathered her family, and SANG WITH US AND OFFERED THE OPENING PRAYER what? She was always the one hesitating, making excuses and making her husband say the prayers and answer the questions before. We had a nice lesson with everyone and reviewed what we'd talked about the day before with M. and talked about how she wanted to be baptized. We all had a talk together and her parents talked to her about the seriousness of this decision and how she needed to work on her obedience a little, but let her make the decision. Downside: surprise they're moving in a week and a half or so. So the plan right now is teach her everything this week, pray lots and have a baptism Saturday and talk to the missionaries over thar to keep this family moving forward. But overall, this miracle has been so special and an answer to so many prayers and I just adore them.
And now forrrr Activity of the Century! Almost literally... It has been years since this ward has seen a successful mission activity. Let's rewind again 3 or 4 months to our last attempt in which we received no support from the leaders or the members and did everything ourselves. Attendance: 1 (nonmember). We learned that's not the way to do things, but we didn't know how to receive such support and get everyone moving so we were at a standstill.
Well our new elder a few weeks ago came in with a written out plan and wasn't taking no for an answer and we started doing everything we could to get it going. We had our first ward council in weeks in order to plan it and saw a ton of progress, and soon all the organizations were working together and rehearsing for their dances. We had dances from the 70's 80's and 90's performed by each organization, a chapel tour, and refreshments and everyone was to invite friends to watch them dance. It was going so well and then we got our new bishop who informed us in all his power and majesty that if we were going to do this activity everything had to be perfectly planned, perfectly clean, and perfectly perfect and everyone started taking this activity super seriously.
Well I am here to tell you that it was PERFECTLY PERFECT. We came in the morning to help and found the chapel cleaner than it's ever been, came in the evening and couldn't believe how full of people it was, and as we entered there was a guide at every turn to welcome our investigators, seat them, and take them in groups through a chapel tour and then into the cultural hall to wait for the dances. Everyone had brought friends and I was laughing through all the dances, especially the Priesthood which was a mix of old men and young single adults all dressed up in their 70's getup forming motorcycles with their bodies and I just can't even describe it. B. and M. J. from our investigator family were the stars of their dances and their parents were there videoing and laughing and it was beautiful.
Also we had been praying and fasting that Violeta's mother would come even though it didn't seem likely and her husband told us they wouldn't be coming right beforehand, but as the dances were starting, IN SHE WALKS with her little son who soon became the favorite of everyone in the room and shouted "YEE-HAW" in a moment of silence and everyone in the room laughed.
Full house!
Kids getting ready to perform
So anyway this has been a long one and I haven't even finished with miracles so just let your imagination go crazy. For those of you who don't like TMI go ahead and skip to the next paragraph but one of our investigators' husband sells juice in the street for a living and they offered us a bag of juice one night. They asked if I wanted naranja or some purple fruit-vegetable I couldn't pronounce and of course I went for that and my urine has been a vivid pink for days. That was alarming for a second. Not sure if this paragraph will pass my father's inspection but I thought someone should know.
Also you're right mother I didn't mention much about our new president but I'll just tell you we love them and they are the humblest people ever. Dairy farmers from Wyoming who have a hard time speaking spanish, his wife doesn't speak at all, and sometimes just seem bewildered at where they are but it's adorable. I feel like he's my grandpa and our interview consisted of him telling me stories of his childhood. Anyway, happy and well and praying for you all, hope everyone has an amazing week!!