It's April, everyone. It's April and I'm in Chinandega. I told myself that I would never be here during the month of April again after enduring the horrible heat it brought in 2013, yet here we are again. To be fair, though, it hasn't been quite as bad as I was expecting. It's still pretty hot - currently 99 degrees Fahrenheit and tomorrow is supposed to be 102 and pretty humid. Maybe I'm going crazy, but it hasn't been draining me as much I thought it would!
The reason I decided to be here during April was for the Memorial, which never leaves us with a dull moment here in Nicaragua. Given that four congregations meet in our Kingdom Hall and it would've been impossible to fit everyone there, our hall had the ceremony in a schoolyard in our territory. It worked out really well because the school is right on a main road, very easy for all to see.
|The banner was a nice touch.|
|Francisco working with some brothers on the stairs.|
|Don't let this picture fool you...I so didn't sit here the whole time.|
|If you look closely, you can see the podium Elvis built. Yes, that's my main comment on this photo.|
|Us with Edwin's family and Walter's family. Sidenote: The lighting was terrible.|
|Ronald showing a jw.org video to a young kid this morning.|
Now fasten your seat-belts, bros, because I'm about to say some things about Ben & Bree that I would never say to their faces. Like ever. And it's gonna be mushy. Like really mushy.
|Ben & Bree doing their last door together working territory.|
Because we are members of the Roberts family, we definitely had our ups and downs, (Ben breaking the faucet and nearly flooding the garage, for instance?) but mostly ups. Seeing them experience many things for the first time and deal with the same frustrations I dealt with during my first six months here made me feel a lot better. I know that sounds condescending, but I mean that it drew us all a lot closer together because I knew exactly how to help them deal with those frustrations.
|Bree taking a ministry break with Sister Castillo.|
|Ben's public talk.|
Coincidentally, the night of Ben's first public talk was also the night of their last meeting. The response was overwhelming. We took a few congregation photos and afterward, there were huge lines of brothers and sisters waiting to say goodbye. A few friends gave them presents. Some of them cried to their faces, while others went outside to cry.
|Elvis saying bye to Ben. Yes, I intruded on the moment.|
|The most normal congregation photo we were able to get.|
|Feel the emotion. Feel it.|
Okay, enough of the mush. I'm gonna see them in two weeks.