Being in Manaus with Danny was extraordinary. It was my favorite part of the trip. We were able to meet up with many of the people that he taught and served for two years while living there as a missionary.
All of these dear, wonderful people just couldn't believe it when we came clapping at their homes (you clap here outside someone's gate to alert them, instead of ringing a doorbell.)
We were visiting a family right before heading to the temple dedication and one of the women wanted to help me freshen up as it had been raining all morning. I told her I was ok. But she insisted on taking me back to her room. She sat me on her bed and then touched up my make-up with blush and powder like I was her best girlfriend, showed me how to apply lotion to my arms and hands, and then offered me a shine product for my hair. Even though we couldn't communicate with words, it was such a sweet moment of friendship.
This woman's father laid in the bedroom after a stroke. She and her sisters and mother are doing their best to care for him. Danny had the most wonderful conversations with them about trials and life and how to face all that comes our way.
Danny lived in neighborhoods in Manaus with living conditions that are very different than what we are used to in the States. Some of them had very little, but it didn't matter. These people were just thriving spiritually and they were so happy.
These wonderful people are all working towards the same great things that we work towards - just having more happiness in our lives, facing our trials with strength and character, and developing more love for those around us. Even though we live so far away and speak a different language, I feel so connected to them because of these efforts, and feel so much love for them.
Do you find yourself bonding with people because of a common purpose? What is that for you?
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