Daylight Savings Time

Our investigators’ told us that Saturday night was the switch for day light savings. I have on my calendar when it happens in the United States.  But, in Mexico it always changes several weeks later and we had no way of knowing - so we trusted them. On Sunday morning we went to the home of one of our investigators.  Her name is Mari.  She is 66 years old and has a very southern U.S. flare to her. We were going to arrange a ride for her but she wanted to walk so we went to her house and she wasn’t ready, which was odd, but we didn’t think anything of it.  She changed and then grabbed her fancy umbrella and off we went on the dirt streets to the church.  As we walked, my comp called the other elders in our ward because we were going to be late and we needed them to look out for out another investigator that was going to church. The other elders were surprised and asked why so early? We asked where they were and they said in their house. My comp laughed and told them about daylight savings.  We heard them scrambling to get ready.  Well, we made it to church and surprise. . . .  no one was there. Wha?!  Apparently, the time change was a week later, so we were half an hour early to church. Ha, but this was great because I got to sit next to Mari before other people arrived and explain the Santa Cena.  I got Mari to sit next to a wonderful woman in our ward and they were fast friends.  Also, I was pretty excited because there have been very few times in the mish were I have had more than one or two investigators at a time in the church.  We ended up having 5 adults and 4 children.