Sunday the Petrópolis Branch sustained Irmão Waldomir Sandri and Irmão Monoel Estrela as president of the branch and first counselor respectively. The district president spent the entire day here interviewing and instructing with the aid of his two counselors. Part of the presidency, at least, will return next week to complete the organization of the branch presidency. Elder Slade, my beloved companion, was glad to finally have the responsibility lifted from his shoulders to the members here. Now he can devote more time to being trunky.
Monday eight elders and sisters (two of which were the latter type) came up to Petrópolis for a picnic and sightseeing. Threatening weather prevented a hike up to some planned spot that offered a sweeping view of Rio on a clear day. We visited the cathedral here in the city. I was awed and inspired by the beautiful stained-glass windows in the building. What good taste in architecture the evil one has! Later we retired to our own chapel, where we ate our picnic lunch.
That evening Elder Hurst, who has been here one week longer than I have, and I taught a third lesson to Joquim's family. The Spirit helped us a great deal.
Today my companion took Elder Hurst's companion and headed to Rio for a district leaders' meeting at the mission office. We had a full day. First we asked Irmã Matilde if she would stop by to visit our investigators, show them how to use Cervada, and invite them out to the meetings. As we thanked her for it, she replied, "You do not need to thank me, it is nothing; I need to thank you for the privilege." It is good to have such members.
Next we consecrated some oil and then dropped by Furtado's home to give a blessing to Neise. This afternoon we spent going out to Posse, an hour one way by bus from Petrópolis, to teach Clara about the Sunday School reports. During the evening we saw Estrelas about teaching another lesson and stopped a moment by Furtado's home again.
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Cervada was a hot drink made from some kind of cereal, barley I think, that members of the Church would use in place of coffee. It was something like the Postum I used to drink occasionally when I was a child.
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