Unfortunately I was not present to hear the announcement live. I was in a taxi traveling to a small community outside of the city to interview some people for baptism. During the ride I received phone calls from two missionaries telling me that they announced the Temple. I told them to call me Thomas, but I will not believe it til I see it.
And I saw it when I arrived to the small chapel in the community and I cried out of joy. Knowing that figuratively I have helped lay one brick out of millions here to get a temple, I feel very happy to know that there will be a temple in Nicaragua.
There were many embraces and tears shared in the chapels all around the country. People literally jumped for joy when they heard that there would be a House of The Lord put in their country. Personally I was bummed to have missed the big moment but the joy was felt the same.
Likewise, two new apostles were announced and ordained, only a week and a half ago I did meet Elder Gong, one of those two new apostles. I was happy to sustain him.
The interviews Sunday afternoon turned into a quite exciting trip. After closing the baptism we grabbed one of the last buses out to Matagalpa, but the bus was so full I was hanging out the door with my companion, when a rope from the bus grabbed his missionary plaque and flipped it off his shirt. Quickly he jumped off the bus while it was in motion, I grabbed a 20 cord bill from my wallet and gave it to the chauffeur, and jumped off as well. Unfortunately I jumped off facing backward and was almost unable to keep the momentum from making me fall over backward, luckily I switched into free safety Elder Morrison, and was able to back pedal out of it smoothly. We quickly recovered the plaque. But that being the last bus meant we were stuck in the middle of nowhere. So ssshhhhh, don´t tell anyone but we had to hitch hike home in time to assist in the baptism and confirmation for another companionship in Matagalpa. Luckily the culture in Nicaragua is that hitch hiking is normal and safe. Truthfully Nicaragua is a safe place, even the drunk people are super friendly.
Just living the dream in Nicaragua!
Today as a Zone we had a BBQ, and I treated the whole Zone to classic American Hamburgers. Most of the Latino missionaries complimented me saying it was better than McDonald´s which is about as close as it gets for them here. A couple of weeks ago we decided to buy a grill and I have been making some mean meats lately, steak, chicken, burgers you name it. We have been grubbing here in Matagalpa.
Love you all
Love Elder Morrison
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