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Òla Pessoal.

It was a good week. We were able to stay in our area the whole week and so that was good. We are seeing little miracles through our hard work. We were able to get 8 people to church, and although i get really frustrated with the lack of reverence/help there a few of them liked it. It is just devestating when we bust our butts of to get people to church, and then nobody helps/pays attention to them, the meetings are loud and irreverent and they have a crappy experience. Devastating. 

We are getting a lot of references though and have a huge teaching pool. Lots of people with baptismal potential. We also finally got an Elders Quorum President this week which was super helpful. We teamed up with a few elders to do a division Saturday and got some good visits done. I met an interesting person on that split. His name was Alex. We had seen him a few times in the street because he always yells retarted stuff at us.. But everyone does that, so I just ignored him. But then one time he yells out. Belo Horizone Mission 2004!! And I´m like whaaaattt... Keep in mind this guy is FULLY tatted with Saint Mary and demons.. and is frequently drunk. So that night we returned to talk to him. Long story short he shocked us by telling us he served an HONORABLE two year mission, and returned home. One little fight from the Bishop kept him from going to church for a little. He met a girl and got involved in Batuki, and to keep from sharing too many details quite literally delivered his life to Satan. It makes me realize how vulnerable we all are. And how with the littlest slip Satan can get an incredbily firm grip upon our hearts. If any one has seen the video of Boyd K. Packer that talks about the Crocodiles... invisible traps. Look for them, they are all around you. 

Life is good here. We had a baptism last night of a cute little girl named Alise. She is the one that lives in the house thats not safe for us to go to. The one where her dad was killed, her sisters current boyfriend killed her ex boyfriend, and the new boyfriend of her mom flipped a car full of guns and drugs... Yeah. I pray nightly that the church can be the refuge for her that her home is not. We´re going to the beach tomorrow. We will return Thursday night to a busy weekend. So much to do. Love the mission.

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