Dear Family & Friends,
 
Spring has officially arrived, at least on the calendar, and we are anticipating the promised changes in weather that will follow.  Here in WI there is snow still piled high in places where it was stacked during the last storms. The wind is what is most bothersome, cold and cutting.  However, the temperatures are warming slightly (33 & 19 today) and on the level we are beginning to see bare ground.  We will watch the trees for the real signs of spring.  They know better than the calendar.  Their buds will tell us when the real changes are about to happen.  The natives are always cautious with their predictions and promises.  Most of them say to not get too excited for another month, and don't be surprised if we have more snow between now and then. 
 
On Monday I had my last cardiologist visit, the purpose of which was for the doctor to give me the official report of the TEE procedure.  The report was negative in all respects.  My heart valves are fine.  His final comment was, "you have nothing to worry about regarding your heart."  We took advantage of the opportunity to give him a copy of the Book of Mormon.  I wrote a few lines in it, mainly thanking him for his good care of me.  At first he responded that he already knew about the Book of Mormon.  We proceeded to explain what it is and how it tells of Jesus Christ's visit with the ancient inhabitants of America.  It became obvious that this was something new to him.  He listened and accepted the book graciously.  It is hard for doctors to be taught by anyone else, since they already know all that is important to know.  Anyway, it was a nice experience giving the precious book to him.  I have come to like this man.  As we left his office, his efficient lady at the check out desk snagged me with the intent to get me scheduled for the next visit.  It was a pleasure to hand her a Salt Lake Temple pass along card with our name and number written on the back and tell her that Dr. Shah did not want to ever seem me again.  She looked shocked.  I suppose not many patients are able to say that to her.  As we left the complex in rather miserable weather, another lady exited with us.  She was saying how she didn't think she could tolerate any more of this weather.  We were able tell her that while it was miserable for us too, it was also new.  We explained that we were from Arizona and were serving as missionaries for the LDS Church in Kenosha.  She asked if we were crazy, coming from AZ.  We assured her we were not and gave her a SL Temple pass along card. 
 
As you can see, we are getting better about giving out Church materials.  Now we need to improve our techniques so that we ask for the opportunity to follow up with a call back or visit to their home.  I guess we are making a little progress. 
 
The three recent baptisms were turned over to us this past week for teaching the new member lessons, and freeing up the elders to focus on other investigators.  We have had nice first visits with them.  German and his mother, Dominga, were taught by the Racine elders.  We were not involved in any of the teaching visits with them.  They are surrounded by family who are already steady members.  Cecilia was taught by the Kenosha elders and we were involved in all her teaching visits.  German's next step is to receive the priesthood.  The BP said he has already interviewed him and is ready to present him to the congregation on Sunday.  So our visit with him and Dominga yesterday was to help him have some understanding of what the priesthood is and what will be expected of him as an AP holder.  It was a good visit.  The Spirit was present and he seems very ready.  Dominga asked about tithing and how to pay it.  We had a nice discussion about the blessings of paying tithing, and actually filled out a donation slip with them both and explained what to do with it.  We talked about what tithing is used for.  Vicki gives a beautiful testimony of paying tithing and the blessings that come.  It was a very nice visit. 
 
We have also been assigned to be the HT & VT to six less active members, mostly sisters.  The new elders quorum president, Pte. Flores, is very engaged in organizing and encouraging the HTs to visit the members.  We have visited a couple of these sisters already.  One visit yesterday was very interesting.  Laura is the member mother.  Her 12 y.o. daughter Kassandra is also a member.  Neither of them come out regularly.  Kassandra has been out a couple of times to YW the past week or so.  This is because she wants to go to girls camp and they have been planning their fund-raiser.  Anyway, we were nicely received by the two of them, invited into the kitchen because the NM son David and his four buddies from school were in the living room, very engrossed in a video game.  We had a good visit with Laura and Kassandra, reading in the B o M together.  Interesting . . .Laura reads Spanish.  Kassandra reads English and does not understand Spanish.  All of our conversation was in English, which Laura prefers.  So as we were ready to conclude, we asked if we could have prayer and who would she like to offer the prayer.  Kassandra looked at her mom and said, "David should say the prayer."  The mom concurred.  Kassandra got up and went into the living room and asked all of the boys to come into the kitchen for prayer.   Amazingly they did so without protest.  David was then asked to offer the prayer.  He resisted a little and finally offered a beautiful prayer, thanking Heavenly Father for his family two or three times.  He hesitated in the middle for a few seconds.  One of his buddies clapped his hands.  David looked up at him and said, "I am not done yet."  He then concluded his prayer in a very appropriate way.  It was a marvelous experience.  All we can say is that this young man needs to have the opportunity to hear the lessons and accept the gospel.  Kassandra wants a priesthood holder older brother!  We will be working towards that now. 
 
We just returned from our Sat. morning walk around Kennedy Park, at the side of Lake MI.  It is a beautiful morning. . . full sun, the lake calm and sparkling.  Still a bit cold.  I asked our good mailman this morning if spring had arrived.  He quipped back saying, "maybe in Florida, but not here!"  The mailman is like the old Indian.  He knows the weather.  Way out on the lake a white triangular shape was visible.  Somebody else is anxious for spring.  A few geese are still found foraging and pooping on the park lawn.  Lots of others out for their jog or walk, several just like to park facing the lake and sit in their car reading.  I guess it is a place of peace for some.
 
Okay.  "Habemos popem!"  Yup that was the word.  "We have a pope."  How about that.  Five ballots and a pope gets himself elected.  My how men do change things over time.  How different from the smooth transition that takes place when the Lord's real prophet passes and the new one takes his place.  A fellow at Auto Zone who helped me install a new battery in the Pilot last week assured me that this new pope was a sure sign that the abomination of desolation was about to begin.  So there you have it.  You have been given a heads up.  I also have to confess to listening to the end of Marquette University's March Madness game Davidson on Thursday.  With 6.2 seconds remaining in the game Marquette was down a point.  It was then that the fanatic radio announcer called for the "pope card."  Sure enough Marquette came back from their time out and scored on a driving left-handed lay up, leaving 1.0 on the clock.  Poor Davidson.  What could they do against the "pope card?"  They tossed the ball in and turned it over.  Marquette won.  My only thought was that it was pretty early in the tournament to be calling for the "pope card."  I wonder if BYU has something like that to invoke at crucial times?   (In case you didn't figure it out, Marquette is the Catholic university in Milwaukee.  Hummm . . . okay, let's say Marquette ends up playing Notre Dame. . . how would that work out.  Maybe a pregame flip of the coin for rights to the "pope card?"  Sorry.  I got carried away.  Guess this is my confession about following March Madness while serving as a SENIOR missionary.  The only sorry part is we have no TV to watch anything on.  It is all just checking results on the Internet.  Pretty sorry alright.  Let me move on. 
 
Ten year old Angel in my Primary class asked Sunday about why we use oil instead of water to give priesthood blessings of healing.  Since the question was asked during Primary sharing time, I promised Angel we would come to his house the next night for FHE and answer the question.  He agreed.  We were already scheduled to be with la familia LaRosa for FHE on Monday.  They have been very irregular in attending Sunday meetings for the past two and a half months.  Hna. LaRosa had major surgery and has been struggling in her recovery.  I fully sympathize with her.  It takes time for the body to heal after major surgery.  The familia was ready for us when we arrived.  Hno. LaRosa conducted.  We sang "Families Can Be Together Forever," (mostly in Spanish) and Angel was asked to give the opening prayer.  Afterwards, hno. LaRosa asked 14 year old David to share a scripture from seminary.  David whipped out his hand-held electronic device and then quoted Paul's famous quote, "For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God unto Salvation."  Then David said there was a time when he was sort of ashamed to be a Mormon.  He said that going to seminary has helped him gain a testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel.  He said he doesn't feel that way anymore.  It was pretty cool.  After that, hno. LaRosa turned to us and asked us to give the lesson.  All of them are pretty fluent in English, so most of our discussion was in English.  Even hna. LaRosa's comments were in English.  Turned out she is more fluent than most of the other Mexican sisters in the branch.  We took Angel's question from the day before and talked about the symbolism of olive oil in the ordinances of the Church.  What are your thoughts on the question??  We had a lovely lesson.  They are a sweet family.  When we were finished, hno. LaRosa became very serious and thoughtful.  In Spanish he began sharing his testimony with his sons about his love and gratitude for their mother.  I came away very touched by the Spirit.  It was beautiful.  We then sang another hymn and David was asked to give the closing prayer.  Vicki had made brownies for them as a treat.  A wonderful FHE experience!
 
Our beloved elders called us on the intercom at about 8 pm last night.  We were eating supper.  We pushed the unlock button so they could come up to our apt.  They had a crisis look on their faces.  We invited them to sit down.  They were sort of silent for a minute then Elder Chang (our California Hmong DL) said his companion, Elder Ashcraft (our Idaho spud), had something he needed to say.  It was like we were going to listen to a confession.  Poor Elder A.  He said they had been tracting in the lower part of town most of the pm.  They stopped at the Burger King before getting on the bus to head home.  While they awaited the bus, Elder A. set their phone on the seat of their booth.  They saw the bus come and jumped up to catch it, leaving the phone there at BK.  He asked if I could please take them back to see if they could find it.  It was a painful time for him especially.  It was obvious Elder Chang was having his patience with his companion put to the test.   I immediately grabbed my coat and off we went to the distant BK to check on the phone.  When we arrived the two of them went in to search and ask the manager if anyone might have turned it in.  All our efforts were futile.  There was no sign of the phone anywhere.  On the way back to the apt I tried to console Elder A.  I said, "Don't beat yourself up too bad.  I am certain you are not the only missionary to lose a cell phone."  He hesitated a few minutes and then said, "This is the second one I have lost.  I don't know what's the matter with me.  I let myself get distracted and then forget to pick up the phone."  He went on to explain that he lost one in Madison on a bus.  We were silent for a little bit.  Then I said, "Well elder, maybe you lead the mission in lost phones."  It guess it wasn't very humorous at the moment.  Arriving back at our apt, Vicki had prepared food for the elders.  They were not only distraught about the phone, but also hungry.  Thank goodness for Vicki.  She always knows how to serve others.  I love this amazing quality in her.  She is an amazing companion.  I intend to keep her, forever!!
 
Enough!!  Sorry for going on so long.  Blessings on each of us as we prepare for General Conference.  It is just around the corner!
 
Love,
 
Charles & Vicki