We just had the best zone activity I have ever been to. We met at
Curitiba 2nd Ward’s chapel this afternoon for a barbeque from noon to
about 3:00. The entire zone as there, and it went off great. There
wasn’t anything excitingly amazing about the activity, but its
simplicity I think added to the atmosphere. All the Elders and Sisters
were excited, and they got to play a little soccer and volleyball,
too. I hope it excites them in their own areas as well.
It’s General Conference season again, and all the missionaries are
excited. I’ll probably be watching it in the English room again with
the other American missionaries and a few Brazilians that watch a
session or two.
Transfers are next Wednesday, which means that Monday night we’ll be
receiving the transfers by phone from the assistants. I’m pretty sure
that I’m leaving because few missionaries stay in 2nd Ward for more
than two transfers, and I’ve been here for three. However, I cannot
read the mind of the Lord, so I’ll just keep my mouth shut until
Monday night.
You remember the prayer experience I sent last week? There’s another
miracle to report this week: On Thursday, we left lunch early to go to
an appointment we had marked for 2:00 that was far away, and a few
minutes into the walk we realized we didn’t have a Book of Mormon (as
it was the first visit we would have with this person, we wanted to
give a Book of Mormon to him). We stopped dead in our tracks and talked
for a few seconds. We decided that we didn’t have enough time to go
back home, but we also decided that we couldn’t show up for the lesson
without a Book of Mormon. I guess you could say we were in a rut.
At that very moment, a sister from the ward pulled up in her car and
asked if we needed something, explaining that she lived in the
building that we were standing in front of. My very smart companion
immediately asked if she had a Book of Mormon at home. She did, and
she gave it to us, and we went to our appointment smiling and laughing
because the Lord had blessed us immensely. The appointment was great,
and we know that the Lord wanted the Book of Mormon in that house;
else, why would He have provided such a miracle?
We found out on Sunday that the sister had no plans of going home that
afternoon, but felt it was a good idea. Coincidence? No, not even a
little bit.
I glad to know that it’s not as hot here as it is there. Please start
showing pictures of me to Vinnie so that he remembers me when I get
home.
I have given a little (just a little) more thought to my post-mission
plans. I’m still just as lost as before, but school if definitely a
part of it. Now what should I major in . . . ?
Mom also told me that she’s been going to church. I’ll be sending out
a letter soon to encourage her to keep on going. It sounds like she
has a few doubts still, but not anything too difficult for Amanda or
the missionaries.
Dad, I think about you all the time, and I thank you for the
opportunity I have to be out here.
Good luck with the knee, Lyn.
Love,
Elder Floyd
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