We'll start with a birthday again. Sister Motseko is from South Africa and has only been here for about a month.
It didn't start to rain until we started cooking lunch. But it rains almost every day so at least we had an umbrella.
Another district activity on another day at the same place- different district. You can see how unified they are. They even wanted to dress alike.
Joined by another district not quite as unified.
Two new couples arrived but they both went to Malawi and two couples are going home next week leaving Craig and I the only couple in Lusaka besides President and Sister Kupu.
We had a quick couples conference before everyone went their separate ways. One day of meetings and one day of fun. This place, called Chaminuka, is only about 30 minutes outside of Lusaka. It was fun to be all together. Great people and great friends.
When things heated up, the pants came unzipped!
Great picture of some lazy lions.
There's a new restaurant in town and it's very popular. How do you think it would do in Centerville? Maybe we should open a franchise.
I'm always amazed by the young children taking care of even younger children.
I can't quite remember how we became involved with Benard but he is in our ward and we started to give him a ride home after church every Sunday. We would just drop him in front of a big gate. We came to find out that he was homeless and it was obvious that he had some mental disabilities also. One of the missionaries who went home left this quilt behind so we gave it to Benard and he fell in love with it. We found him a place to stay and are working on the mental issues but I don't really know what will happen after we leave.
Sisters at the Zone Conference
A couple more baptisms that we attended. Douglas ( top) is a young husband and father. Hopefully his wife will also be baptized after their first child is born. For some reason women refuse to be baptized if they are pregnant. King (bottom) is a 15 year old young man who was taught by the sister missionaries along with his father. King decided to be baptized but his father did not.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow, what ride!"
Marjorie Hinckley
