Tuesday, June 26, 2012

I Think I Broke my Hand

Mom's Note: Notwithstanding the ominous subject of this letter, he makes no reference to it in the body of his email.


Well, I had the chance to baptize for the first time ever and it was great. His name is Alvaro and he is 9-years-old and a stud! We baptized him on Saturday and the water heater tank did nothing for the temperature. It was the Puget Sound in that font.
There was another gal that was going to get baptized by her father. We went first; I said the right words in Portuguese for the ordinance, dunked Alvaro, and was shocked at how cold it was, but no complaints. We quickly left to change and continue the meeting.
I returned to the packed baptism room (maybe 60-70 people for a baptism) first and a little puzzled because I thought that Edwarda and her dad would be right behind me. I sat down and some little girls behind me said she was to be baptized again because Dad didn’t say the words right. No big problem, but when they opened the doors to the font, all I could see was dad in the water and poor Edwarda balling, just shrieking in fear. Apparently the water was so cool the first time that she just lost it. And when Dad said she had to do it again was mad and terrified. The poor little 8 year old girl just did not want to do it again. She screamed very loudly while in the font with 60-70 people watching, “I don’t want to! I don’t want to!” After 5 minutes of pleading with her, trying to get her baptized, she stopped screaming and consented. Dad said the words right and baptized her. The second she was pulled up out of the water, she shrieked again and leapt into her fathers arms.

I Love water heaters and America.

That was the best thing that has happened thus far for me in the mission, to bring someone to the waters of baptism, receive the gift of the Holy Ghost and a remission of their sins.

I Love you

Elder Willard

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