This letter is dedicated to my new niece Juliet who was almost born on my birthday. She’s the best and I can’t wait to see her in less than 4 months.
I’m psyched to hear about the mission dividing, but sad that the Crickmores aren’t going to open the Cancun Mission. Either way that’s awesome that they’re going to Mexico City, it's famous for being the highest baptizing city in all of Mexico, and I’m pretty sure the world, so tell them congrats...
So to let you know, I’m going to be officially the last generation of missionaries to finish in the mission Mexico-Merida while it still includes Cancun.
One cool story this week, so we went to Kaxatha again and while we were there a member referred us to an inactive family, where the dad actually had served as missionary but later fell away.
When we went the guy came out and straight up told us, "I seriously promise you that I’ll never go back to the church and I know my wife is never going to go either! I’m done with the church."
All I told him was to go and look at his collection of mission pictures and reflect on the many lives he had touched during those 2 years, and he started to cry. He immediately said that he had made a lot of mistakes and that he often thought of how happy he was when he attended the church with his wife and kids.
He told us to come back the next day to teach his kids and his wife. When we came back the next day, man was his wife mad that he had invited us over because they had gone through almost every bad thing that a family could and she was done listening. Either way we went in and taught them. I’m not 100% sure what I said but I do know that it was one of the most dramatic changes of spirit in that one room cinderblock house. He and his wife both looked fatigued and sour in the beginning but finishing the lesson they had a completely different appearance.
He said, ”Its been at least 2 weeks since we have smiled, and thanks to you young men and the message you bring, I got to see my wife smile again.” They walked to church on Sunday, and it is about an hour away walking, just to show the determination they had to go and return after those 10 or so miserable years. Now he’s begging us to baptize his 3 children that now could be. So I’ll send you those pics.
Mom, that’s about it for today.
Love you,
SMITTY OUT!
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