COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

We got invited to dinner at the Stake Pres. home. We had all the Zambian foods, fish, nshima, and relish.

Their daughter (third from the left) just left on her mission  to Scotland and Ireland.

No utensils allowed.  I burned my fingers right off the bat.   They got a kick out of it. 

We visited a refugee camp in Malawi. There were two LDS families there- this little one got to me.  He said his name was Thomas S Monson.   

 This is the other family at the camp.  The father had a stroke a year ago, not doing great, but they were sure glad to see us.  He asked me to pray, and then at the end of our meeting he asked me to pray again.  I told him I just prayed, how about you.  He offered the sweetest prayer. In it he said " And Father, please don't forget Thomas S. Monson, and the 12."   I just felt it was kind of funny that he felt the Lord might forget them.

We were sitting in a small room with a dirt floor and this family has nothing.  At the end of the meeting we asked if we could sing a song. We asked the daughter in the orange shirt to pick  her favorite song. She picked "Because I Have Been Given Much."  As we are singing I had tears coming down my checks, and dripping on the dirt floor.  It was so humbling.   The satellite dish is a curious thing.  I'm not sure if it was in working order.

Ok, this is a Ant Hill.  not your typical Utah ant hill.  This is big, and they even get bigger.

 This is a tobacco farm that we drove past in Malawi.  They hang these leaves up until they dry and then sell them. It is the only thing they export from Malawi. 

 

Bro. Goodson and his wife have only been members for about 2 years.  He was a minister in his church but he and 6 others made a stand on gays and lesbians not having any callings in the church.  They all got excommunicated.  He then found the LDS Church. They have a son serving on a mission, and they are preparing to go to the temple.    They have their own school and teach 230 kids, ages 3 to 6 in two very small rooms with a dirt floor and plywood walls.  The school building is really bad.  They are trying to figure how they can make some improvements.

THOUGHT FOR THE MONTH

When you're dead, you don't know that you are dead. It is 

difficult only for the others.

It is the same when you are stupid.