Hno Games then started to tell us about his conversion experience. He had been born a Catholic and was very happy to be Catholic. Hno Games told us that they had been through many missionaries but it was Hna Tonini that helped them to be converted. Because of the language difference, there was a lot of animation as he tried to communicate with us. I am still not clear if they always knew when Hna Tonini was coming because she was always running to their door or that she simply walked very loudly. She was persistent and determined to get them to church – even setting “traps” as he called it. One Sunday, she and her companion came over to cook them breakfast, and then accompanied them to Church. But the turning point was when he told the Hermanas that he would be baptized when he got a sign from God. And he got one in the form of his son, Daniel. Daniel had always been a shy, reserved boy (he is only ten years old). When he heard his son pray for the first time and felt the Spirit, he knew that he had received his sign. Now he plays with the neighbor kids and is confident enough to provide translation for us.
Hno Games then treated us to the song that he wrote for Hna Tonini. He explained there is even a verse for Hna Sorenson whose Spanish wasn’t very good at the time. He plugged the guitar into the amp and serenaded us. He would stop, his daughter would translate, and then he would continue. All of us were in tears. He is writing another song that he will sing at Hna Tonini’s wedding (they had told her that she needs to marry a Latino).
They then invited us to join them for dinner. While the food was delicious, it was even better because of the sacrifice I am sure this family made to feed twice the normal number of people.
Afterwards, it was time for more pictures. We took almost every possible combination of pictures with everyone there. Hno Games even instructed me to grab another guitar and we took a picture of us playing the guitar and of us serenading my wife. (I think my mom got it right – he didn’t want the evening to end so the more pictures we took, the longer the night lasted).
Familia Games |
As it came time to go, I felt like I needed to say something. I told them that my wife and I both served missions and that we taught and baptized a lot of people. As we look back now, we realize though, that there were one or two families that we were specifically called to Brasil to teach. For Hna Tonini, that family is the Games family. I told them that we had been in the temple that morning and that the spirit that we had felt in their home tonight was just as sacred as what we had felt in the temple and how grateful we were for their hospitality, their generosity, and their love for our daughter. We committed to see each other again in a year when they are sealed as a family in the temple. (My sister later told me that if possible, she would like to come to their sealing as well). It was difficult to say goodnight to our new family who just a few hours earlier, had been complete strangers.
As I reflect on the last two days, 563 miles of driving in the LA area, and countless hours of windshield time, a couple of thoughts come to mind. First of all, touring your child’s mission WITHOUT them is so much better than doing it with them. The people you met share their feelings for your missionary without embarrassing them and I think you can more fully see the love that the members and the companions have for your missionary. Second, if there was a common theme of the review of Hermana Tonini’s mission by long-time members, converts, her companions, and her mission president, it would be this: she worked. And because she worked, she loved those around her and they loved her. By that measure alone, her mission has been a success.