Shakin' off the dust
Yeah, so I suppose I don’t write all that much anymore do I? Well anyways, I’m here. This week went alright, on Tuesday we had our district council and all that. Afterwards, we went to go see our convert Axel, whom we baptized last week. We also talked to our baker friend, Francisco. I wrote about him in a previous letter, and the miraculous way we found him, but since then we havent seen a ton of progress, but he’s a nice man. We also visited a really cool less active family. The family Rivero. Wednesday the most eventful thing was that in the evening, we were walking around our area. Our lessons fell but we had a backup plan of visiting an inactive family. The Labrada Family. The Labradas son is named Armando, and he has schizophrenia. Throughout the weeks he sends us in insane amount of text messages in english that make no sense. For example: “I have to take a breakfast” “My place is sentence” “The money is down the earth” Or a personal favorite: “My national...