Hold Your Horses
May 6, 2013
Hold Your Horses
What a WEEK! This Sunday was supposed to be the baptism of N and G, an elderly couple who hardly remember what we say. Well, let’s be specific: G always remembers us but doesn’t remember what stories he has told while interrupting a spiritual moment. We’ve gotten the story of his brother down PAT. So, his brother was studying to be a pope; and when he saw the daughter of the farmhand, he ripped off his robe and said, “Eu quero me casar!” [I want to marry!] He went and married that girl, he sure did. N believes everything we say. She was taken aback with the idea of being all beautiful in the baptismal jumpsuit and wouldn’t give it up for anything, even if it meant lying about how much she has read.
Sundays are always a rush, but BAPTISMAL Sundays always go wrong IN EVERY WAY. The water heater didn’t work; and while we were talking to the upset young teenager who would perform the baptism, the font overflowed because our LMA [Ward Mission Leader] had left to assist his mom. During the Sacrament Meeting, G stood up and walked toward the door. We had left with N because we were going to get them in their baptismal jumpsuits early, and he started in on a forgetful rant of not wanting to be baptized because he was already baptized. N just called him a clown and “bobão” [goofball], bahahah. I love her, but you could see that she didn’t want to do this alone, poor thing. Our LMA talked to him in the bathroom, and G came out crying. Cool. What else?
Our family to complete brought the cake we made with them at their house... that had ants crawling on it. QUICK! TO THE BATHROOM! No one will know. They’re just SPRINKLES, yeaaaaah. Huffy breath. HOWEVER, N did come through with the baptism. She was sweet and liked the whole baptism experience. She still, though, called G a “bobão.” Without the help of the key players in the ward, the baptism would have been a flop. Yeah for members!
YEA FOR TEMPLES! The family we baked the cake with had a VERY spiritual experience, and the husband—who isn’t baptized—asked for a Book of Mormon on the DOWN LOW, so he could read it without his wife knowing.
So, okay, if I have to deal with 20 wrong things to have a miracle,
The FAVELAS have the best view of the city!