Today started out great! We watched the Priesthood Session as a zone. Which was amazing! I look forward to reading it in English. Afterwards the 2 Argentinians put on an asado for us (BBQ) and it turned out great. Meanwhile we were playing soccer with teams of 5 or 6 and we ran and ran and ran and ran. It was great. I love p-days. I took pictures but sadly the computers here don't have a slot for an SD card so I will have to bring my converter next week to send many pictures. So wait for those!
This week was one of those weeks that made it into the journal. My bicycle popped its tire 3 times. My companion's bike broke at the joint where the front part of the bike that turns and the stable part join together. Luckily he didn't get injured. Every day the member that was going to accompany us didn't show up, or canceled 5 minutes before, or something like that. Right before a meeting with the Stake President and with the sisters and ward missionary leader a bird decided to leave a huge present on the shoulder of my companion. All our investigators mysteriously dissappeared. None came to church so we decided that we are going to drop them, and we finished a week with 7 lessons. The week before we had 26. The zone leaders called to ask what happened sunday night. That was a little depressing. I am not going to lie, a few times during the week I thought to myself. "What am I doing here?" " Why did we even come to this part of the area?" "Why is this happening to us?" "Are we being punished?" Well, we finished the week, I came here and I opened up my email and read some great blessings that my loved ones received this week. Some great things that I had been praying for. And I thought to myself, "That's why I am here. And also that the week wasn't wasted." Although I look forward to having a much better week I also will have a different outlook on the trials that come my way.
Well, lots of sun, and lots of biking and walking this week. Thats about all I can say.
Oh, we were waiting for a member in his garage when a lady comes out of the house, and starts talking super mean about us and the religion. She wasn't outright mad. I looked at my companion to see what he was going to say and he just looked at me and shook his head and put his finger to his mouth to tell me to just not talk. So I said "sorry sister for intruding." Then she just started tell us that we are related, we aren't siblings. So I said maám. She then started to say that us Mormons blah blah blah. I took it in stride, let it run off. Then she looked at me and said and you Americans blah blah blah, which didn't really bug me until she started talking about the Constitution. For some reason that affected me and I let my annoyance show. Not in any way but I put my hands on my hips and put my tongue in the corner of my mouth. That shows that the person is ticked but trying to not let it through. Anyways, my heart was pumping a little bit more and I was just about to say something back that may not have been Christlike. But then she started laughing. Then my companion started laughing. It was a sister that always pulls these jokes on new companions. She apologized for what she said, assured me that it was all a joke and then invited us in and we ate with the family. Remember the guy I told you about that tied his daughters together to teach them? Well, it turns out that the lady that just pulled the prank is his mom! Anyways, very interesting. I learned a lot about myself there. I am glad to say that I endured about 15 minutes of snide remarks about my religion, and country, and who I am, what I do, what I look like, etc. but it just slowly ate at me. Almost said something I am sure would've destroyed any possible opportunity for future missionaries to pass by and talk to her IF she was a real investigator. Anyways. Interesting.
Until next week!
Oh...yesterday was the Argentinian Mother's Day. So I love you, Mom!
Love,
Elder Moore
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