Yesterday, we attended the baptism of a 15-year-old girl named Lhys. Her mother, Amelia, was baptized two weeks ago and we were there as well. They might be considered refugees from Venezuela. Here they are with Mary.

The young sister missionaries needed a ride one night to teach these two sisters so they called us. I sat outside in the car while Mary went in with them. She created a bond with both mother and daughter and, when they took family pictures before each baptism, they invited Mary to stand in.

This bond was created in spite of the fact that Mary speaks very little Spanish. We will have them to dinner a week from today.