This week as we were walking between appointments, a young woman and her brother ran up to us asking where the building was. They are from Bolivia and just moved in with their parents who have been living here for a number of years. She learned about the church in Bolivia and has been active ever since. Her parents are members from their youth, but fell away before long they got married. They are all excited to come back to church, and the son is preparing to be baptized.
I'm slowly losing English. It's terrifying. Between all the Castellano, Guaraní, Portuguese, German and Korean (나는 집에 간다, there's a Korean family in the ward) my English is falling apart.
All is well in Zion; yea, Zion prospereth.