Preaching in Sucre (Sur Congregation)

Preaching in Sucre

The territory in Sur Congregation is very diverse and very LARGE.  They have the southern divison of the city of Sucre plus four isolated territories which vary in size.  The are groups that are taken out to work these far out territories now and again.  The one territory, city, Padilla is about 5 hours away from Sucre so normally the friends will spend a couple days there and conduct a Sunday meeting.  The last service meeting there was announced that there are now 3 new unbaptised publishers that live in Padilla. 

In Sucre we are close to 9,000 feet above sea level so the sun is VERY strong.  Thus umbrellas are a must in the ministry.  The sister in the picture with Aida is Damaris Mitchel.  She and her husband are special pioneers in our congregation.  Damaris is Bolivian and originally from La Paz and he is from England and has lived in Bolivia for 18 years.  Damaris went to school to become a lawyer.  She now only uses her education mainly to help the friends.  (Like me and Aida with Visa stuff.)  Her husband Carl and her have been serving in the Sur congregation for almost 3 years and are nervous that they might be asked to move to another congregation since there are already 2 missionaries and other special pioneers assigned to the congregation.  I don't want them to talk about possibly leaving...

Aida and I both enjoyed working with our partner in a section of the Sucre's territory that has never been worked. 

My partner, Primativa, and I were assigned a section of this little town that had a school.  We after being unsuccessful in getting our doors home we preaching at the enterance of the school to a teenaged boy.  He then told us that we should talk to the mothers inside.  It turned out there was  no one at home since everyone was getting ready to eat lunch with their kids at school.  Unfortunately, they all spoke and understood Quechua, which is a whole other language from Spanish, so I quitely listened to my partner witness.  Everyone accepted a tract to read later and were informed as to where our meetings are held.

Random Goats...

We are just leaving Yotala, one of the isolated territories and around the cornor and in front of the car come a herd of goats.  There was no herder, just a herd.  They marched down the middle of town and the town square like they owned the place.  It was hilarious.  Even our Bolivian brothers got a kick out of it.  :)

I'm sure that is not even the beginning of the many more random things that are still to be seen.

I am just glad that I had my camara handy.

I'll share some details on some of the responses in my ministery once I am able to go back on some of my return visits.  It isn't the easiest to do returns since each territory is far from the other...but I'm working out a strategy.