The first foto is of Mom standing outside the metal meeting house with two member sisters who were spending the entire day at the property with another sister and her little boy. They were cooking pozole, a chili and chicken soup. They were very proud to tell us that the whole chicken floating in red broth in the huge 10-gallon pot over the open fire was puro pollito de rancho, or pure ranch chicken. None of this store-bought bird. They were cooking for a branch party that evening. In California, we might call this plucked pollo a free-range chicken. Very expensive, that free-range chicken, but not in Paradise (Paraíso). They are all over the place.

As we drove back to Veracruz that afternoon Mom marvelled, and she was right, at how the Church works. On the board hanging on the wall of the meeting house is written "Isaiah" and "2 Nefi 9:6." It seems that someone had been teaching the Isaiah chapters of the Book of Mormon all the way out there in Paradise. They are too distant for the stake to really help them a lot, but not too distant for the spirit of the Book of Mormon to open up to them. So, now we will send missionaries to try to help for awhile.

It is all about timing. Timing is influenced by the numbers of missionaries we have. SLC is sending a lot right now. I have talked with them and they are trying to get us up to a full complement before the mission division. That gives me the opportunity to do some things I have wanted to do for some time. Fun!