Elder Tingey in La Paz
Well, la Paz has been interesting so far. My first lesson was with a German woman recieving a pedicure. The rest of my lessons have been with Mexicans.
I ran into Elder Bueno from Michael Shaw's mission. Turns out the thing about the missionaries wearing giant sombreros in Tijuana is true.
Evan Lipman, fear not. Your letter is on the way. Ammon Chung, do I have to write you even though you are now in America?
The ward and bishop seem great. They haven't had a pianist for a good while, so everybody was content on Sunday. I'm really excited to work here. We have a baptism next weekend: the Ríos family. The parents converted about ten years ago and became less active, but are now coming back into full church activity. Their kids, Perla and Jesus, are going to be baptized next Saturday. Brother Ríos showed us pictures of the sister missionaries who taught them when they were baptized, and referred to them as his "madrinas," or godmothers. Funny, funny apostasy. We watched the animated scripture cartoon of Lehi's dream with them. I did not remember it being that intense (people fall off cliffs and buildings and die), but it had a good message, and I think Perla, Jesús and Lizbeth (five years old) will remember it (in their nightmares).
I did divisions with Elder Vasquez and Elder Petersen. We sang many things. We taught many people. We had a lesson with one of their investigators that was pretty cool. With many investigators, it's a struggle to discover what their doubts are in order to resolve them. She was really frank, like: Behold, my doubts, Solve them please. Her first doubt was, "For you guys, the Book of Mormon is like a Bible, but for me it's just not a Bible." We read Mormon 7:9 and explained how the two books of scripture are written to support each other and allow us to understand the Gospel more clearly. She had a bunch of doubts about going to church, but we helped her resolve them as well, and the Spirit was really strong. And then she went to church on Sunday! Woohoo! Also, at the end of the lesson, a mango fell out of her tree and almost hit me, so I ate it.
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