Bonnie says this is a magic day. In Mexico, it is the day celebrated as the Dia de Guadalupe. Or the day when Christ appeared to the virgin Mary. That is if my mind hasn't lost a nut or bolt through the past years.
In our bathrooms, there is a drip, drip, of water, coming from upstairs I guess. I mean I can be sitting there, reading, or whatever and have a drip come splashing down on my head. Nice. So they are trying to find out from where it comes, but no success yet. There is also mold growing in our bathroom, where the leak is. It is a bit of a concern. When we moved in, they promised us a full size frig and a decent size stove. It has been three months, so we had the elders ask the owners about it, and they said they never promised us a rose garden, oh sorry, they never promised us those things. Thus we have decided that we are going to start looking for another apartment. We will be out of Institute for about three weeks over Christmas, and thus would have time to move our STUFF.
I am getting ready to order my passalong cards. I found a pretty good price and hope to have them printed before Christmas. I really feel they will help here. It is one of those things where I feel I have been "directed" but don't know why.
Flash mob is coming this Saturday, and there are many practices to get ready. Should be a ton of fun. We went yesterday and checked out an organization that helps kids stay in school, return to school, and get an education. It is a charitable organization that has been going for 23 years and is helping many kids. No government meddling, just those who want to donate time and effort to help these kids. There is quite a story behind them. It is hot again, muggy and unsleepable at night. Joys of December, Christmas time.
Tomorrow I get the privilege of teaching about Christmas to investigators. If none came, I "felt" that is for me, for the Elders that come, and if someone comes investigating the church, so be it. When I prepare these lessons, I feel His hands so strongly, telling me what to teach, how to teach it, and then when I do it, I feel so grateful for the privilege of teaching. I love to teach. Thanks be to Father for letting me do it, and helping me do it.
Sorry, don't know what photo to put on here, for Bonnie is the photo guru, and has them all "hidden" somewhere and I can't find them. Oh well, pretend that you see me in front of a classroom, teaching about Christmas, and jumping around, dancing, playing with those in attendance, and thoroughly enjoying myself. There, that is your photo that I just posted. I love being here with Bonnie as my companion, it is such a joy serving our Savior as companions. Love the work.
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