8.15.11 -- Navojoa

A few things, really quick. My last week in Hermosillo, I went with the sister missionaries in my district to teach a less active man from the US in their area. He served in the Phillipines, but had been inactive for a year. We went to his home, and I taught him mostly solo, sometimes translating for my companions. He said he just needed "to be reminded how the Spirit feels," so he could remember what it was like to be in the Church. We began to talk. We spoke of the verse in 3 Nephi 11 when Christ takes time for each and every person of the multitude to feel his hands, feet, and side. We spoke of how God and Christ know him personally, by his first name. We talked some more. After a little while, he looked at me in the eye and said, "What you´re doing is working, you know." It was raining like crazy the other day. We found shelter on the front porch of random house. The owner arrived. He invited us in. We taught. It was great. We saw some little kids the other day. They shouted out, "AHHH the gringos are coming!" Another day they yelled, "Gueros! Hallelujah!" Guero is another word for white guy, by the way. They were like 5 years old. Awesome. No time. Adios Elder Humbert