Planning

I know exactly which plant is Queen Ann´s lace. I´ve tried it before, a few times. Sassafras grows on the bank of dirt behind the fig trees and a little closer to the road, beside the mailbox at the trailer, and in the trail in the woods about midway between the house the the pipeline.

I feel so clever.

Well, my comp´s a Latin. I´ve heard that the difference can be really shocking, to go from a gringo companion to a Latin, but that really hasn´t been a problem, maybe because Elder Ward was basically a Latin when he left. Elder Ochoa is great. He teaches so well that he´s improving the English class a lot, even though he only speaks Spanish.

He´s also got a lot of time here. He has been in the Colombian coast for 19 months and is in his most effective time, with plenty of experience, but thoughts of home still in the distance.

It´s been tough planning the area. I´m still drowning in all the things we need to do. Elder Jenson was doing almost all of the planning and I don´t really know how, but Elder Ochoa doesn´t know the area, so it´s up to me. A baptism fell through this weekend because I hadn´t gotten permission from the dad and he was working, We can´t do it this week either because there´s another stake conference, so hopefully we´ll have a lot of baptisms in two weeks. We´ll see.

Anyway, I´m still here. Mission life changes, but it´s still the same thing. We learn. Aprendemos.

Elder Belú