We currently have a fun missionary serving in our area.
His name is Elder Taratai from the island of Kiribati.
He has a lot of great stories, but this one is my favorite.
When Elder Taratai was 2 years old, his 5 month old baby brother was adopted to a family in the US.
All Elder Taratai knew, was his brother's birth name. That's it.
About a year ago, at a Zone conference
(a meeting where all the missionaries in the area get together),
Elder Taratai felt impressed to talk to an Elder from Arizona.
Elder Taratai asked this other missionary if he knew of anyone
that had been adopted from the Island of Kiribati.
The Arizona missionary said yes.
His best friend growing up had been adopted from that same island along with his brother.
The missionary gave Elder Taratai his best friend's info.
But it turned out that it wasn't his brother.
BUT, that family had adopted their 2 boys along with another LDS family
that had adopted a little boy that had moved to Washington.
So they passed on their information.
Elder Taratai writes to this family asking about the adoption
giving his little brother's birth name.
(please forgive me. I can't for the life of me remember what their island names are)
The family, last name of Allen, says YES!! that is their son's birth name.
His name is now Brock Allen. Getting ready to serve a mission back to Arizona.
Some plans are made, & Brock gets to come to Sac to meet one of his biological brothers.
It's a little confusing, but isn't that amazing??
Two brothers found each other in such a providential way.
We were blessed to share part of their day together
as we had them over for dinner.