Hey everyone!

So this week has been rather sad, we've had to say goodbye to a few
really good people. One is Francis, a Ghanian man. He is just so
humble and open. We've been teaching him for a couple of weeks. He
doesn't speak Italian very well, so I've been translating for him at
Church, he is so patient with me as I try to figure out what the
speaker is trying to say, translate it, then have it make sense in
English! He's also been teaching me his language, twe. M'kor! I'm
getting better! He was going to be getting Baptised in two weeks, but
he doesn't have work and so needs to go live with a few friends in
Napoli (Naples I think is the English name? It's south of Rome).
Hopefully the Missionaries there will be able to pick him up again and
get him Baptised! He taught me so much. I taught him a lot of the True
Doctrine, but he taught me how to be like Christ. I'm really grateful
to have known him, he, just like many others, has changed my life
forever.

Sometimes we take the people in our lives for granted. They change us
in ways so profoundly and deeply that we can never be the same again,
yet we barely even recognise their presence in our lives. Everyone I
ever met has influenced me, for good or for bad. Changed me, forged
me. And it's the same for everyone. We all have our Francis' who come
into our lives, sometimes for a long time, others for only a fleeting
glimpse, but in that time they are someone who just changes who we
fundamentally are. It's my hope and prayer that we'll recognise those
people, and thank them for helping us being who we are, and who we
will be in the time to come.

I love you all!

Anziano Nelson