After being in sacrament meeting only a few minutes, I could totally feel for my nephew who recently arrived in Mexico as a missionary. Not being able to understand much at all makes for a totally different experience at church.
I could only pick out a few words here and there, so there was no context of what was being said. The hymns were really hard to sing because I can't remember all the pronunciation rules. The prayers were really really long. Maybe that's a cultural thing, I don't know. BUT, I could feel the Spirit during the confirmation of a newly baptized member and I could still take the sacrament--and isn't that what's most important anyway?
The bishop was very friendly. He spoke some English and welcomed us so nicely. Carson commented to me the other day that he thinks that bishops everywhere are friendly. I have to agree!
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