Domingo

Sunday was a great day, althought my luggage did not arrive i went to the last ward i served in, Lo Canas. When i got to the chapel, i was shocked by how much it had changed. New and larger chapel, housing developments. I only recognized one person. I made some talk with some members, one even asked if i was here by myself looking for a wife or if i was married. I should have asked him if he had any teenage daughters. After sacrament meeting the old people that i knew started to come out of the woodworks. It was great to see so many people, and after 10 years many of the small kids had served missions and returned.

After church i went to visit Manuel y Maggie. They were my chilean parents, it was such a pleasure to get to know them. They took us in and we really became close. Without them knowing, I showed up at the door step. Manuel was suprised to see me, as I expected. I spent the whole afternoon with them. Both of their sons were there too, and it was so great to see their children and them again, and to see them experiencing success in their lives. To think back of all the great times we had was amazing. In fact to help them pray, we gave them two rocks to put under their pillows. That when when they went to bed they would hit their heads on the rock and would look at the rocks. On one said "Ora" and the other "cion", that way they would remember to say their prayers. After all these years, they still had the rocks.

Later that night i stopped by Jorge and Sylvana's house. They were a wonderful family that we had the opportunity to teach, Even though they did not chose to get baptized, it was so amazing to talk about the feelings that we shared. Their children have grown into adults. Their oldest daughter had just gotten married, two sons are in college and the youngest is in high school. Absolutely amazing.

That night i took the wrong bus home, and ended up in an iffy neighborhood. Being late at night it was a time to walk fast. I was able to make it back to the metro without incident. It taught me the importance of knowing where you are going, because you might be moving toward a place or toward a goal that you do not want to be at.