another wonderful baptism

another wonderful baptism

hard at work

hard at work

What a view!

What a view!

Baptismo!

Baptismo!

Who ordered this!?

Who ordered this!?

Bom a Bessa

Bom a Bessa

Thinking Hard

Thinking Hard

Meet my New friend ( :

Meet my New friend ( :

Friday, February 26, 2010

I almost forgot- In my first lesson, on the day of my transfer, I taught this man named Alexandre; he's about twenty-six years old, he lives alone in a house that is smaller than my room in the house in Arizona, and is a really great guy. We came to his gate, clapped our hands (that's how they knock on doors here), and he answered. He was only wearing boardshorts, no shoes, no shirt. He sat on the ground as we sat on the chairs he had on his porch outside his front door. We taught him the first lesson, and about how God loves him and wants the best for him. Then I testified about the Book of Mormon, Joseph Smith, Thomas S. Monson, and about how he could have all the best things through his faith. We then challenged him to baptism- he accepted! A baptism in my first lesson, it was so legit. We've followed up with him a few times and he is excited to be baptized, agreed to live the word of wisdom, knows the Book of Mormon is true, and is reading it everyday.The members make AMAZING food, last night, we stopped by this sister's house and she layed out this feast of Brazilian style food: eggs, rice, beans, couscous, chicken, this lo-mein like stuff, things I don't remember, and this amazing juice made of these little red berries we don't have in the US. If I wasn't walking in the extreme heat every day, I would come home so fat. There are so many amazing fruits and vegetables here, it's ridiculous! Yes, the humidity is ridiculous, it makes the heat all that much worse. I eat lots of beans, rice, meat, the lo-mein stuff (they call it spaggheti here), fruits of all kinds, macarrom (which is a Brazilian version of Top Ramen), and more rice and beans, also rice and beans, and after rice and beans: rice and beans. Tá bom! I'm getting used to it though, not sweating nearly as much as my first few days. We have a good breeze almost constantly here, which is nice. Seriously though, turning the pages of the scriptures makes you sweat, just having a thought makes you sweat, it's great. I don't have to wear my suit coat. I can't speak português as well as I need to, it's a challenge just communicating with my companion sometimes, the people here speak so fast and inaudibly so I don't know what's going on most of the time, There's so much stuff I have to learn, but it's all good, I will. The Lord will help me out, he already has.

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