Another week down and the sun has decided not to shine forth today.
Yesterday we attended Interviews which is a mission meeting with all the Senior missionaries and the young Elders, serving on the Navajo Nation. President Beck requested that dad and I be the first to be interviewed. He called dad to be a Zone leader over the Senior’s. I’m still wondering what that intells. Hopefully he will get some training as to what he should be doing. I’m to give moral support.
We also found out that we GET to spend our entire third rotation this time in the ”loaned” fifth wheel. Lucky us! At least we won’t have to pack up again until it’s time to go home. President asked us to sign up for another rotation and promised us great blessings that even our children would not be able to deny. That’s hard to give up as my children and my family needs all the help they can get. I thought of putting stipulations on the request, then had second thoughts, as we don’t believe in demanding signs.
We were able to arrive home from our meeting in time to get ready for the young Elder’s baptismal service in Chinle. It seemed like the simple baptism went on forever, but a wonderful blessing came of it. For about ten years the members, in Lukacheukia, have been trying to get permission to have a church building. Last year we were asked to attend a Chapter meeting that lasted about six hours, all in Navajo, to debate once again the idea. It finally passed but nothing has been done because the old grandmother who signed giving permission to use her grazing land, was not the right person according to the Chapter committee. The Chapter told Bishop Deswood that he needed an old man, a drunk, who was spokeperson for the clan to sign the paperwork. This person, no one knew where he lived, or if he were still alive. They, the Chapter, believed he was last seen near Tuba City. As he is a complete drunk, no one was sure what condition he was in. Last night at the baptism and old grandfather of the children getting baptized happened to know exactly where the old drunk was. Small miracle, which we all hope pans out for the Lukucheukia Ward and their desire for their own building.
John and Erin and Cy are coming for Thanksgiving and I’m so excited about their visit. I just hope the reservation doesn’t wig Erin out. It’s quit shocking to anyone first coming to the rez. I’m not sure Jared would ever come back. He brought his family down at Christmas time last year. Dodging the animals on the road, as well as the beggers, is hard to endure.
Everyone should be exposed to this farce that our government perpetuates. It’s time to do away with the Rez. Instead the government just keeps pouring more money into it. The socialistic state is ruining the people. The Navajo’s are good people, but they need to learn to stand on their own two feet and not depend on a welfare state to take care of their every need.
This I do know, the time has come for the great awaking of the Lamanite people. A lot of effort is being poured into this mission to gather the elect.
We are teaching a wonderful little family and hope to have one baptism before we go home in the spring. The Lord is blessing us and strengthening us. We hope to be of great use to the program, the Lord, and His people.
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1 Not Wigged out in the Least | Little Kite Girl // Nov 30, 2008 at 9:57 pm
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