This week was a story of how, on a mission, things don't always work out the way you plan, but if you do your part they work out better.
We had planned to baptize a woman named Joice last month. She had been going to church off and on for FOURTEEN YEARS but for one reason or another had never been baptized. Most recently, she had been living with a man that she wasn't married to, so she couldn't be baptized. But then she decided that she wanted to be baptized, so she left the guy and moved in with a friend. We taught her all the lessons in about two days (which was extremely easy since she kind of already knew pretty much everything), and planned the baptism for the next Saturday. Then all of a sudden, tragedy struck our little missionary world when she returned to live with her boyfriend again. We were really worried and prayed and fasted that next day that everything would work out. It seemed to us a major set back but it wasn't. Last Saturday Joice and her now husband, Willian, were baptized. It didn't work out like we imagined it would. It worked out better.
We also made French toast with strawberry drink mix blended in and it was really good.
I love you all. Have a great week.