This is week twelve of my son's training. The last one. I've been working hard this week to prep the area and my companion for my imminent expected departure. I feel like I've done my part here. I think I'm starting to get an idea of my strengths as a missionary. I spent a lot of this time in this area. I didn't really have a whole bunch of baptisms, but I don't think that's why the Lord wanted me here at this time. I did what I could to strengthen the branch. Dwumoh needed some serious foundation-building when I got here, and it's helped me to develop as a missionary as I've tried to meet that need. In fact, I've thouroughly enjoyed the opportunity to focus more on members in order to pave the way for other missionaries in the future. It's made Dwumoh branch feel like a family to me. It won't be easy to (possibly (probably)) leave soon.
This week the first counselor announced that his wedding would be taking place next Saturday. That's a big step. We've been working quickly to teach his future wife, who isn't a member. So next week you can expect at least a brief firsthand account of a Ghanaian wedding ceremony.
Elder Duaryenneh's birthday was yesterday, so we had a combined celebration with the Vatican City elders because Elder Waihi's birthday was last week. Every elder that has come to this apartment since I got here has had his birthday here. Weird. But we had a member from Vatican make us some waakye. Usually waakye isn't my favorite, but this time it was pretty good. It was also fast Sunday, so that might be a factor....
Waakye is rice and beans. With other stuff.
The other picture is us eating FanYogo, a pretty great frozen yogurt product that they don't sell in first world countries...... suspicious, I know. Look it up and see if it's deadly. If it is, I'm going to die soon. I've had a ton.
Have a great week!
Elder Nelson
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