Zamora

I was excited to get to Zamora. But when I got there I found out we only had eight members in the branch. We had mostly just two families and a few others. The town was small we could walk from one end to the other in under a half an hour. That was fine because we didn't have a car or bikes just our two feet.

We met for church in a small house that we rented from one of the active families in our branch. We lived in one of the bedrooms of the house. Like most houses in Mexico it had a flat roof. I liked going up on the top of the house and just looking around the country. Zamora was in Volcano country. I could count 20 volcanoes from the top of the roof of our house. While I worked at Zamora I visited the Paracutin volcano twice and the Colima volcano once. The land at Zamora was very fertile because of all the volcano ash. The rainy season was just ending when I got to Zamora which was good because there wasn't a lot of paved roads there and just a month before we would have been up to our knees in mud.

I was the branch president of the zamora branch. We tried to visit all our members at least once a week to see how they were doing. I especially remember visiting an old widow sister who lived out of town a bit. we would take a cross country bus out to her place and then get off near her place and walk the rest of the way to her ranchita. She was always so happy to see us and she always made a super lunch for us when we came out to see her. She had lots of fresh fruit, fresh farm eggs and bacon and lots of lots of love. I always wonder how the missionaries ever found her because she lived so far out of the way. Truely the Lord must have guided them to her.