It has been a wild week this week in terms of culture and such. this weekend is carnaval. the kids and teenagers all do this crazy thing where they all throw water balloons at each other all day long because hardly anyone has school and it is so stinking hot in the day time. But luckily they respect the white shirts and ties most of the time. also last night, we had a crazy terrential downpore. Literally it was unbeilevable. six inches of water running the in streets, curb to curb. Way crazy and we got home soaked to the bone my shoes and pants and everything. but it was pretty cool to see the power of my god manifested here in Huamanga. (the real name of the city if I haven't explained that).
This week we have a baptism (if everything works out right) so I would really love some prayers that the ten year old Nayeli can be baptized. she is living with a family in the ward, and we need the permission of her parents and nothing else, so yeah. please pray. I want my fellow missionaries and my companion to think I'm a good missionary. I would love one little baptism in the ten weeks of training we have here. just one would be divine.
I don't have anything else to say, it has been a tough week and I am not extremely animated and pumped up right now, so please forgive the lack of stories and such.
elder Brady Hartvigsen
Dear Brady: I have a special thought from a former Seventy, on of my favorites when he was still serving. He wrote a Book "The Millennial Generation." I wanted to share this with you. It is about the joy one can experience through obedience to the commandments of the Lord: Consider the joy that comes to those who are obedient. Our son Joseph and his family were at a local recreational area. My wife, Merlene, was waiting for them to finish the ride they were taking. Nearby a Hispanic woman seemed to be having a problem. Merlene went to her to see if she could help. As she assisted the woman she said, "Are you from Mexico?" The woman replied that she was from Ecuador. Merlene became excited and told her that one of our sons had served a mission in Ecuador. The woman then stated that she was a convert to the Church and in broken English, said, "I have been searching for my beloved missionary, the one who converted me. I will always remember and love the missionary who taught and baptized me. His name is Joseph Weatherstone." Merlene began to weep and said, "He is our son." About that time our son, now down from the slide, came over to his mother. As he noticed this woman from Ecuador there was a moment of recognition, and then with sweeping emotion, they ran and gave each other a holy hug. Oh the joy that comes from obedience! Our son didn't have to go on a mission he did it out of obedience and love for his Savior. I'm sure he considers his whole mission worth the joy of that one moment with the woman from Ecuador! Sometimes it is difficult and takes great character toa be obedient, but I testify that obedience will, will--within God's time frame--shower us with peace and blessings. Brady I love you very much and I am inspired by your service. If you want, and have time to read spiritual thoughts, tell your mom and when I find something worth while, I will respond. love, Grandma R.
He finished the chapter with a poem: My life shall touch a hundred lives
Before the day is done;
Make countless markers of good will
before the setting son. T
This is the thought I always think
the prayer I always pray-- Lord
let my life beless every life
it touches day by day.
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