Pioneering with the Shabivos!

This past week has been really something else. Elder Rodriguez and I are doing great and getting along so well. What a blessing it is to have him as my last companion. We were able to see a few little miracles in our area as well as the zone this past week but things just keep on keeping on.
We got a call last Tuesday from Elder Sweet and Elder Barba (The Zone Leaders in Iquitos). They called asking us to find a Birth-Certificate for one of their investigators which is going to get married and is from a small village called San Francisco. San Francisco is about an hour and a half outside of Pucallpa and it is the home of a small indian tribe called “Shabivos”. The women where their typical dress and their first language isn´t Spanish, its Shabivo. After looking for a way to make the trip we finally found a MotoKar Driver willing to make the drive. It was a very long, bumby, and dusty dirt road to be on with a MotoKar but it was great. When we got to the village nobody understood us when we tried to ask where their “Municipalidad” (Town Hall) was. We decided to take a break and we found a little store where we sat down and bought something to drink.
There were a few men inside and to our surprise asked us who we were in Spanish. Come to find out their were the local “Chiefs” or leaders of San Francisco. They asked us who we were, what we were doing, and where we had come from. They had never heard of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints or The Mormons. We began explaining a few of our beliefs and practices and before leaving them we taught them The Restoration. They were extremely interested in learning more and were asking us when we were going to be able to return. They gave us a Shibivo blessing and declared that by our visit we had brought a blessing to the Village of San Francisco. After leaving Elder Rodriguez and I started talking and it hit us that maybe, just maybe we were the first missionaries in this Dispensation to take the gospel to the people to San Francisco.
They helped us to find the Birth Certificate that we were looking for and that in itself was a miracle. They took us to a little wooden shack which ended up being their “Municipalidad” . The man who was helping us didnt speak Spanish and he laid on his desk a bunch of old dusty books which were full of Birth Certificates and with that we started looking for ours. I say its a miracle because the Birth Certificate we were looking for was registered in ´75 but we found him in the book containing the Birth Certificates from the year ´84. All and all our adventure in San Francisco was a success and I hope that the seeds that were planted will one day make something happen as well.