A compilation of letters and pictures of my time in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Happy Father's Day
First, I would like to tell grandpa and Russell that i love them.
Second, dad, even though we have butted heads alot im glad your my dad
and i love you. You and Mom have raised me correctly whether i chose
to follow or not you were there. I thought i knew what bad parents
were like and i thought i knew how to be a perfect dad. Im still far
away to be there but i am a very lucky son and proud to call you my
dad.
Well, we still have the other 2 missionaries living with us on the
floor. We have no clue how long it will be til they get back in the
place but it is nice. Mom, i made homemade bread this week. It was
actually really good which surprised me. lol.
Monday was my comps birthday last week so we celebrated it with a
couple members at there houses which was fun. I ate way too much which
did not make a fun time but all in all it was good.
Tuesday we had a good service project and found an innactive family
which was very good. I was got yelled at by an old man which is always
fun. I did learn something interesting. I few years ago in Argentina
it was in pretty bad shape and some people in a helicopter tried to
rob the angel moroni because they thought it was gold...Also,
underneath the temple is the CIA.
This week i think we gave more blessings then any other moment in my
life. We found a new family through a member and the very first thing
they wanted was a blessing for there 4 year old son who has some major
health problems. They seem like an amazing family and im excited to
see them progress.
Something really hit me this week. We have an innactive family with a
daughter who is 9 and not baptized. It is a large family all in all
that lives just outside of the villa. We had a great lesson with them
and i felt as if we really touched home with them. They all promised
that if we came by to look for them they would come to church with us.
Last week we passed by and no one came out. This week i sat at the
door and clapped for about 5 minutes. Finally the little girl, Luana,
came to the gate and told me she was almost ready. No one else wanted
to wake up and come but she told us that she wanted to come withor
without them. She had promised me she would do something and did it.
As a 9 year old kid she wanted to keep her word to us while the others
didnt care at all. It happens very common that people say they will do
something and dont. I feel like i learned a little more this week
about why Jesus always loved the children. They are much better then
most every adult in this world.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment