March 23, 2015 Never Forget to Check the Church meeting Language

Well it snowed another five or six inches. There was much mourning in the land, because it was starting to look like spring.  We were doing fine until we were driving in the snow and the shuffle gods decided Michael Bublé would be a good idea. NO. NO.  IT IS NOT BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS. Elder Galke lost it. The warm weather did make a fast recovery, although not before somebody slid into our parked car.  We were in a lesson and when we came out Chloe was all banged up. As missionaries, every day is planned out meticulously, and we even make backup plans in case that doesn't work out - so you should never be scratching your head as a missionary wondering what to do.  Well some things can't be overcome by plan 'B'. Waiting in the car two hours for the police falls under that category.

On Saturday we had a successful Noche de Barrio where our ward mission leader shared  a thought and then we played games and ate food.  The English missionaries are always jealous of our fiestas.  White people.... sometimes....! Here in the Spanish program we don't mess around.  This week was a little slow because we had a lot of cancellations.  But we did get a new investigator. His name is Manuel, and he is a really awesome guy, just really nice and humble and everything.  I'm really excited to continue teaching him. Also our Sunday was really exciting. Our sacrament attendance was huge, we almost didn't fit in the chapel.  Part of that was that we had some visitors from Missouri, a big family that was whiter than Lorenzo Snow's beard, and they did not speak a lick of Spanish.  Watching the back of their heads when the Bishop got up and started speaking was probably one of the best things that's ever happened to me. That awkward moment when you realize why you are the only white people in the chapel....  They were on vacation and looked up a chapel online and didn't realize that in New York you have to verify what language the services are going to be in. The amazing thing is that they stayed the entire three hours! The youth classes are in English, but the parents attended gospel principles and didn't want a translator.

Sorry I didn't have much time to write today, but I want to leave everyone with my testimony that the doctrine of Christ (véase 2 Ne 31) is the path to salvation and peace in this life, and that the atonement of Christ is the only way.  In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

We're thinking this is a Galke selfie... sent earlier in the morning.

"Can I baptize my dog?"  Yeah that happened.