June 7, 2021
Many miracles and adventures await. The sun, down here, has only gotten hotter and shined brighter to the point where now we are chilling at about 100° on a daily. That makes biking a pain but oh well. This week nothing too out of the ordinary happened. We taught our friend Ibrahim a lot and he is progressing toward his baptism very well. On Thursday while on exchanges with Hondo Pass we ordered 80 chicken nuggets at Burger King and pounded those right down. We're opened up to stage three now and that means we're allowed to go knock on the door of anyone that has had previous contact with the missionaries and their address is recorded. So we dropped by the house of this lady Friday night at like 8:45. We were a long ways away from home and really just planning on setting up a lesson for another day, when to our surprise instead of a little old Latina, our soon to be friend, Avonn came to the door. He recognized us as the mormons and mentioned that we were up and going real early cause the sun had yet to dawn (we had awakened him from his slumber and he figured it was already morning) he then noticed the guitar I had on my back and being a musician himself invited us in to jam with him for a bit. That is what we did, played, sang, and talked. He's been through a lot, his wife recently passed away and he's living a very lonely life trying to find solace in drugs and alcohol. It was a true blessing being able to teach him about how our families can be together forever through Gods plan and bring a little light into his life.
