When it rains it really RAINS here! Everyone kept talking about the rain and how it rains all the time but after six weeks here and hardly seeing a drop I was beginning to doubt. Well the rain finally came. And it rained and rained and rained. And we got wet. The best part is that in bad weather here everything shuts down. Nobody goes to school, nobody goes to work. Everyone stays inside drinking mate. Luckily we had lots of citas the day of the rain so we were content. The next morning the power went out in the whole town and we planned by cellphone-light. It came back on that night and people say it is fairly normal that that happens after rain. So now I know that everyone was telling the truth- it rains a lot here in Buenos Aires. Which I am pretty excited about.
Well the dear Hermana Salas got a phone call today that she will be leaving us today. We thought for sure she would stay with us until Wednesday when we have transfers, but apparently the Lord needs here elsewhere ahorita. So now we wait and see what Wednesday will bring.
Our ward is so awesome. We had some incredible lessons this week, thanks to the testimonies and friendship of the members. Jonathan and Angie are progressing well and last night we had a mini FHE with two young married couples. It was exactly what they needed, I believe. My heart gets so happy when I see members befriending and testifying with the Spirit to our investigators. It is so critical and beautiful. It makes everything better. These two young coupes testified that obeying all the commandments of God brings blessings, it brings love, it brings happiness. Then we all ate popcorn and avocado sandwiches and smiled at eachother because the Gospel is so true. People grow up fast here. They have to. This life we all live is not fair, it is not easy, and often it is not so pretty. But with Jesus Christ things get better. With Jesus Christ and His teachings we really can have a new heart and we really can have peace. The peace that Jesucristo brings is different than anything else we an feel. It is powerful. It can change us.
We went around to the houses of our investigators yesterday morning helping them to get to Church. I couldnt keep the smile off my face when Gabriel opened the door, ready to go in a suit. He wasnt sure if he wanted to go on Saturday afternoon and yet something helped him decide and act. Way to go, Gabriel.
I love Argentina, I love Castellano, I love Jesus Christ.
And thats all I have to say about that. (Mentiras, I could say a lot more! Until next Monday, entonces.)
Con mucho cariño,