Inside the hospital chapel
But I will now go back to the beginning of the week. It started off weird as we had our first
p-day without the missionaries in Rama 5b.
We literally spent like all day together on Mondays it was strange. But
we eventually got over our loss and had a typical p-day.
That night we did a Noche de Hogar (Family Home Evening) with the Familia Morinigo, which went really,
really well. We did a lesson using the
proclamation to the world about families, ate food and had a good time.
Then Tuesday was Elder Anderson’s first district meeting as
our new district leader. It was cool to
see, as he has been my comp forever, and I wanted to see how he’d teach
missionaries instead of locals for a change.
I really liked it. First of all
he brought the great states tradition of bringing food to any church meeting
when he brought doughnuts for us. Then
instead of hearing the same stuff we always do, he talked about ward council
and how we can improve it and use it better.
It was nice to not have to sit and listen to somebody tell me to do
something that I already know I need to do and he actually gave us ideas on how
to improve.
Also it was ridiculously cold this week. I need to give a huge thanks to my mom for
overriding my stubbornness and making me take my thermals, as I actually used
them this week. Thanks mom for being a
mom. Also, I managed to mooch some
heaters off the zone leaders so that helped but dang it was cold. I swear I’m
turning into a South American or humid cold is way worse than Montana cold. 
Anthony on some giant steps
Also huge news on the soccer front this week, as Olimpia
played in the second leg of the Libertadores Cup final. Well, Mercedes is a die-hard Olimpia fan, and
as a recent convert, she is struggling with church attendance. Mercedes swore that if she went to church, Olimpia
would win. She didn’t go to church. Well karma sucks. Olimpia was celebrating a 2-1 aggregate goal
advantage with 30 seconds left before the other team scored meaning a tie
breaking shootout. They lost. As a missionary I can’t serves her right…
buuuuuut.
Anyway, I had to do a division with the zone leaders this
week. Now if you’ve been reading this
blog, you know I hate divisions and think they are a waste of time. But for once, this one wasn’t that bad. I was with Elder Bennett from Canada. Sidenote:
his family lived in Choteau, MT for a little while. That day, I wore my 3 Rivers black jacket, so
that was ironic. Anyway it was a good
division and I learned a lot about what I can do to improve as a
missionary. It was awesome. 
Griselda, her friends and family at her baptism
And finally, we had a baptism. Griselda finally got dunked. We’ve been working with her forever and you
all know the story, so it was a huge relief when it finally happened. We had to scramble at the last minute to
just have enough priesthood holders there to do it. Elder Anderson did the baptism and I
confirmed her on Sunday. It was my first
one of those and while I butchered it linguistically, it’s the thought that
counts, I believe. Baptisms are one of
the best things about the mission, as it’s a tangible result. It’s weird how that is something I
miss. I miss having a job where I can
see what I’ve done at the end of the day. It’s kinda driving me crazy out here.
Anyway, love you guys. Talk to you next week.
Elder Frost
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