Revelation

This past week we had zone conferences. This is where the missionaries gather periodically in groups of about 50 to receive instruction from the mission leaders. We had a meeting each day, Monday through Thursday: one in the highlands, one on the coast, and two in the southern suburbs of the Capital. Each session is essentially the same, with presentations and training from the president, his wife, and the two assistants to the president (positions which rotate periodically among the best of the young missionaries). We had a small part at each meeting to talk to the native Spanish speakers about learning English during their missions. Each day was almost the same as each other, except for the last.

Sister and President Brough get ready to dive into the largest guacamole nacho plate I have ever seen (we helped them out).

The Patzicia Stake Center. Patzicia is a small city in the Guatemala Highlands.

Our President’s wife is a very sweet young (to us) lady. The missionaries are all fond of her. We learned a few days ago that she had been one of the young dancers in the original Footloose movie with Kevin Bacon. As she was finishing up her message, she stopped and teared up as the thought came to her to ask a question unrelated to her presentation. The mission has a directive that all the missionaries will unite in prayer at 8:00 AM, wherever they are, for the safety of one another. Sister Brough received revelation that this zone had several who were not in compliance. She asked them to raise their hands if they were not remembering to pray at 8:00 AM. Quite a few hands went up, giving her the opportunity to ask them to commit to the practice. We all felt the spirit as we realized that she had been chosen at that moment to receive important intelligence that no one, other than the delinquent missionaries knew.