Time slips away so very quickly. Tuesday was my father’s birthday. Number 55. On Wednesday I spent a few hours with Elder Meyer helping him finish up the second lesson. The same evening I worked again with Elder Axtell to teach a lineage lesson. I love the hours I spend with Elder Axtell. He is a special soul and working at being a very great missionary. I joy in his joy and thrill in his progress. I cherish his brotherhood and friendship.
Yesterday Elder Ferrin worked with me in our area. I always love that opportunity too. Last night I spent with Elder Demke teaching a sixth, interviewing for baptism, and teaching a first. The lady to be baptized is not yet ready. The first went really well. A super family.
Yesterday and today I have been feeling particularly happy, blessed with a joy and a gratitude for life and its fulness. Finally I begin to feel like a missionary. An overflowing, outreaching love stirs in my heart for my beloved associates in this marvelous work and for the warm friendliness of the Brazilian people. I love life. It is a joy to be alive. The tender mercies of a loving heaven are poured upon me continually.
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