Sonoran Sunshine


Beating the path is such sweet sorrow, yet Mexican roads call my name and I must go. I left Provedencia in Obregon for Nuevo Hermosillo, the area south of where I started my mission. The heat declines slightly as we say adios.

 In our final lesson with the family of the 3 kids we baptized, I repeated to myself an optimistic yet improbable hope that I would be able to see them again during my mission. Their faith left me at awe at times, especially the faith of the grandmother. One Sunday in particular they showed me a sweet yet fierce devotion to come to church. They were ready to walk for 45-60 mins to get to the cricket-filled building. For me, having lived across the street from the church for almost my whole life, this expression touched me. It became harder to look into their innocent eyes as we said goodbye. I gratefully got to share my testimony of the power of knowing that we are children of Heavenly Parents who love them. My hope is that they can remember that eternal truth.

 

It was nice to return back to Hermosillo. I found a greater love for the desert hills the roll around our area. Equally I’ve found more love for the people here. One friend that we've been teaching has a strong desire to come unto Christ. At times it feels miserably French as she tells us of her circumstances and the things she wants for her daughter but is unable to find. Gratefully here there are good members that are willing to help her and other friends we have.

 

As for my companion, he has a special gift for gaining people’s trust quickly. In many lessons or contacts that we have he is able to make people smile or break the awkward tension of two young people knocking on a door. Many times it’s with a snapped finger or an "oofa."  In a particularly sweet lesson yesterday, he shared a personal experience with a new friend. She told us she often feels like a lost sheep and doesn’t have the courage to pray to God again. My companion brought a strong spirit in his testimony and the blessing he gave. Our 6 teary eyes happily showed the love of our Father in Heaven that we felt. Through adjustments and increased charity, I’m continually learning from this new area.

 

The mission has changed a lot for me in the few weeks I have been here in Sonora. I still need to embrace my many fears, but I feel like I’m finding more of the dew of Heaven, little by little, here in this great work.

 

There is Sonoran sunshine in my soul today

Elder d'Evegnee


Editors Note: These are photos that are un petit per deceptive. . . 




 

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