Semana Santa

Dear family,

it´s been a bit like living in a post-apocolyptic (sp?) world this past week- it was the Holy Week (is that what they call it in English?), and so most everyone has been out of town or dressed up like the KKK (I´m assuming that those robes and caps have their origin in the catholic church).

Easter was lovely though. I read about the atonement in the scriptures and really pondered it- what an infinitely beautiful thing. Preach My Gospel promises that as we come to understand the atonement, we´ll have more desires to share it with others, and it´s true. I hope I can be a better instrument in Christ´s hands.

Jose Ángel is doing well- he´s nearly finished with the Book of Mormon, and he came to the chapel to pick out his baptismal clothes. He never misses a baptism or a day at church or a day reading the scriptures and praying- I think he´s off to a good start :)

Joana and her daughter are doing well, but didn´t make it to church. The elders did bring us a surprise to church- a 20 something year old Nepalese man named Deb that they contacted on the street. We had to translate into English for him (again I talked with all spanish speakers in English and all english speakers in spanish), and he seemed to really like church. We´re going to meet with him again this Tuesday- he seems pretty golden.

We also met with a woman from Málaga named Marilo- she divorced two years ago and is still pretty heartbroken- she has two precious kids. She has a pretty catholic background, but I think we have a good base with them and that there´s potential there.

That´s about all to report. I can´t believe how fast this time is going. I have a feeling it will be hard to make the adjustment in just a few months, but I´ll be happy to be surrounded by the family again. 

All my love, Hna. Johnson