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Que paso changos!

It's your favorite Elder Gueller reporting alive and well in the city of Monterrico Argentina. A lot has happened since last time, en serio. Well we had our last week in the MTC. RIP the fearsome foursome of Me, Elder Kanan, Elder Booth, and Elder Jenson. Kind of sad, but I really wasn{t that sad. I ditched a couple of things at the MTC, but I am not going to say what because who knows what Momma G will think of it. We had a pretty good time the last week. Definitely going to miss a couple people from the MTC. And of course all the rest of my friends and families. Probably one of the longest weeks of my life though. 

On Monday, the 24th probably, we left the MTC possibly forever. Not my favorite place, but also not my least favorite place. We left on a plan to Atlanta at like 2pm. It took like 3 or 4 hours to get there, and Atlanta was already like a foreign country. People in the airport definitely looked at this group of like 20 white missionaries in a pretty funny way. I guess I would have too. My last American meals were McDonald{s and Qdoba so that was fun. Then I left America forever, or for two years. It was so weird to actually leave America. I kinda freaked out internally like the whole planeride just because I had no idea what was going to happen and lots of people, well everybody else on the plane in fact, was speaking very fluent Spanish. So yeah, that is my life now. Anyways, we landed in Salta at whatever time. We met some random mission president and his wife and they directed us to another van and some members(probably) that were helping us all get to the next airport. We put all our luggage in this weird white unmarked van and then it just sped off. So yeah... It met us at the next airport though so it was fine. I really only would have been sad about the pants and the sentimental objects I have though. They could keep my other stuff. 

Our flight to Buenos Aires, by the way was 10 hours, at least. Everyone on the flight was watching Kong or whatever except the missionaries. The guy in front of me watched Kong, John Wick 2, and some other random movie, so I count that as a little blessing. I could tell you all about those movies without any of the plot because he had headphones. Little blessings. So that was cool. Anyways, we got in a van and went to another airport, which I am sincerely glad that I don{t have to do again for a long time, and we boarded a plane to go to Salta. That took awhile too. It was like 2 hours on top of the 15 we flew before plus the time driving there and time of the airport. We finally got to the office in Salta like Tuesday afternoon. Then we went somewhere else and signed a document so that we would not be arrested, which was probably a good idea. Then we slept in some little hotel that night. It was cool. 

We woke up on like Wednesday, yeah Wednesday, and had some really good like bread thing covered in honey that you dip in warm milk and eat... It was a good breakfast. Then we got picked up and taken to the government building to finish our passport stuff. We take lots of taxis here, also everyone in this country drives like they are in GTAV(just really crazy and close together) because there are like no traffic laws. Also there are rarely police. Anyways we went there and did that. Then we returned and all of us hijitos(new missionaries) got assigned to our trainers. I have the best trainer when he is not making fun of me. His name is Elder Batman. No joke. He is pretty great. 

So then we took a bus to Monterrico because that is just where we are doing missionary things. His english isn't great sometimes because he has been here for a year and speaks pretty fluent Spanish. Hes got most of his English ability back at this point with me. He's good though. We got to the apartment and it is pretty nice, it was just pretty dirty, probably because I am in Argentina and lots of 18 or 19 year old boys lived there before me. So Elder Batman and I have been cleaning it up little by little. There is like a whole bookcase shelf thing full of books that go back like 50 years, so I don't think anyone else has ever cleaned this apartment. It is nice though, there aren't usually bugs all over, just sometimes. I've only seen one cockroach in there so far so that is pretty good. We have hot water which is a blessing for sure. The food here is also amazing. Empanadas, other meat things that I can't understand, and yeah that is pretty much it. I haven't found Dr. Pepper yet, but we found like a Mountain Dew type thing which is pretty good. The bread and meat and stuff is good. They have Oreos here too. And Bidets. Those are interesting. So instead of toilet paper, they have like a second toilet thing that sprays water at your butt and allegedly cleans it. I am yet to try it. There is a song about it on youtube that people talk to me about called the Bidet Song which is set to the Dave Matthews song Crash Into Me. It has become one of my favorite things, even though I haven't really used it. Matt and Jeff, you two need to listen to it. The missionaries say it might reference some bad words though so I don't know. Anyways, that is that. 

Argentina is actually really great though. I love it so far, besides not being able to understand people. Everyone is pretty poor for the most part, so there are lots of "creative" inventions that we get to see. It is interesting. We were definitely going to baptize this 8 year old girl named Macarena, but then her converted brother, Alejandro, told us that she doesn't want to be baptized because her parents one time made a promise with one of the virgins that none of her daughters would cut their hair before they are 15 and that they would never be baptized. Weirdly tied together I know, but hey, welcome to Argentina. So we are teaching her sometimes, she came to church yesterday, so that was good. Also, some of her little cousins came and liked church so we will probably teach them in the future because we got their referral. 

Also, we gave a blessing to a man in the hospital on my first real day here. It was my first anointing for a blessing in Spanish in my life and it was interesting. I made it through though. There was a strong spirit there as Elder Batman said the rest in Spanish. We got the number of the son of the guy, named Juan. We visited him sometime last week and taught him and his mother the lesson of the Plan of Salvation. Well mostly Elder Batman taught them because I still don't understand much, I sometimes share a scripture or bear a testimony, but I am working on it everyday. Anyways, the mom said she felt warm inside and then we told her it was the spirit and then she said that she didn't really understand me so she wanted Elder Batman to say the closing prayer. Kind of an unnecessary sucker punch, but message received. It is ok, because she felt the spirit and that is the point. We have taught lots more people, but nothing else that cool has happened. We had a pretty great district meeting, strong spirit. 

There are like less than 30 people in the branch-ward thing here in our area, which is pretty weird too, but also cool because they are pretty good friends. I talked on Sunday since I am new here and Elder Batman said that everybody could understand what I was saying for the most part. That was nice. He says I talk pretty well, even though I feel way more like Enos in this situation because I am slow of speech and the people hate me. But it is cool. Lots of Argentina is cool and lots of people here really do need the love of Jesus Christ. I believe that me and Elder Batman are really going to do some good in here. Also we are the only Elder companionship in our district of Jujuy so that is cool.   We work out almost everyday too now which is different than the MTC. I might actually stay thin. Maybe. The food is fighting hard against that.  Yeah I am actually pretty happy here. Oh also we talked to this drunk guy in the street once and he just would not let go of my hand so that was weird.  Also today is my first Pday and we went hiking in Purmamarca. We had like a picnic and climbed rocks and ate ice cream and stuff with the district. There is a drink here that reminds me a lot of the Monster energy drinks too, which is whatever. But it was a good time. It was cool, I took a selfie thing. That felt weird, but mom said she is going to kill me if I don´t send 5 pictures a week, and my momma ain´t no liar...

SO MY P'DAY NOW IS MONDAY and I don't have much time to write so:

Pues, Yo testifico que Jesucristo es nuestro hermano mayor. Veo el poder de Dios cada dia conmigo y el poder me ayuda hablar la idioma de espanol y del espiritu. Les amo las personas aqui especiamente cuando les conuzco. Entonces, Quiero compartir una escritura en DyC 122:4-7 y dice que Dios nos da veces dificiles para que nosotros podemos crecer y llegar ser mas. Yo se que estoy en la lugar correcta.

Well, I testify Jesus Christ is our older brother. I see the power of God with me everyday and the power helps me to speak the language of Spanish and of the spirit. I love the people here, especially when I know them. Then, I want to share a scripture in D/C 122:4-7 and it says that God gives us difficult times so that we can grow and become more. I know that I am in the right place.

PS Purmamarca is like a cool little village thing so yeah

Love you all! Don´t do anything I wouldn´t do without me!

Email from Argentina

Hey Family, just emailing you from Argentina! Made it here safely and with all my luggage. Love you all.

Final Week in MTC

PEACE OUT AMERICA

I am leaving for Argentina on Monday, and probably arriving there on Tuesday-ish. The flight is 15 hours or so with a layover in Atlanta, I think. Not totally sure. 

Monday was a pretty basic day here. Just classes for 8 hours and other fun activities we usually do around here from 6:30 am to 10:30 pm. So that was cool. Oh actually a few more missionaries left. I don't know if you all know him, but Elder Brian Cox was in my zone this whole time. He is related to Mitchell and Hope and that part of the Gueller Family, so that was pretty cool. He is a really hardworking missionary and a good example. But yeah that was pretty much Monday.

On Tuesday, we went to the doctor pretty much all day. It was awesome to not be in the MTC, but also I was a little worried about Kanan's toe. Turns out he only has turf toe. That was a relief. He got some medicine and stuff. We also had to ride in a van to the foot doctor, but unfortunately for the two of us, my attempts at getting the woman driver to take us to In N' Out were always thwarted by her. So we didn't get In N' Out and took that L. We did get out of most of morning class which was a nice change of pace. 

Wednesday we had another video TRC thing where we Skype with native Spanish speakers. It was rough... It is still really difficult to understand native speakers even after 6 weeks here. Argentina will definitely be rough at first, but I know that it will all work out. 

Thursday was a very interesting day. We did an activity in class where our whole district wrote questions that we had on the board, just about life in general. Then we all picked someone else's question to study it out and teach it to them. The question I wrote was "What should I do when I don't understand anything being said to me?" and the question I chose to study for was "Will I ever be good enough?" This experience ended up being so cool. I had a whole page of notes and scriptures over 6 words of a question. When I had to teach the missionary that had my question, she told someone after that it was like Heavenly Father was talking directly to her, I believe that He was. The answer to the question ended up being basically that we are always working towards our own salvation. I don't remember the scriptures connected with it because I gave her my sheet of notes. My question got answered too, in a different way than I thought it would. Hermana Tung chose to answer my question, and she shared one scripture in Doctrine and Covenants. D&C 103:36 to be exact. It talks in one or two sentences about prayers of faith, faithfulness, and diligence. The answer I got was that if I work hard, pray in faith, and have faithfulness that I will not have to worry about the language. So I will be doing that and Heavenly Father will be gifting the rest to me. 

In Field Orientation was on Friday. It took up nearly the whole day. We got to go to exercise time though and play basketball. I hit my usual few nonsense three point shots and missed a lot more haha. That is ok though because I just like shooting threes. But In-Field Orientation ended up being pretty cool. We learned a lot about working with members and being missionaries. It was cool, except the play was pretty strange, two Elders from my district were in it, which was also interesting. I didn't like the play very much, but it was a good example of how missionaries need to connect more with the ward, so that was a good thing to learn and sort of see in action. Ooh also we had passdown night in our residence, which is when all the missionaries who leave soon give away the stuff they have or have acquired or whatever. We handed down the shoe shine club which was awesome. Kanan started it pretty much by himself because he would shine his shoes every night that he didn't get an email or letter from this girl he likes, which unfortunately was rare. Eventually a few of us joined, and now we have a whole government set up for it, so that it can follow missionary rules and that so no single person has all the power. I wrote the whole thing and laminated the papers. The more I type about it the less cool it sounds, but I still love it haha. Also we gave away our glow in the dark room decorations, but they don't get them until we leave, so winning. I guess it is the little things that keep us all sane around here. 

Today was the last Pday here at the MTC, so that means that I probably won't have time after this day to reply to all the individual emails, like I have been doing. It is sad, but it will all be good. I would still love to get emails to keep up on your lives and to hear about all the fun adventures you all are having back home. I'll do my best to keep these emails pretty much the way they have been so far. Also mail will probably take 6 or more weeks to reach me, so maybe just email me, but if you are dead sent on sending a letter then I will still love it, even if it is not really relevant when I read it. Cool, so that is that. 

Preparing these last few weeks to be a missionary of our lord and savior Jesus Christ has really made me think about what that means to me. We really don't need a name tag and another country to be witnesses of our faith. We can touch the lives of all the people we come in contact with. It may not always seem like it, but someone is always watching our example, and for those of us who are Mormons, I feel like we got watched a little extra closely because people don't understand exactly what they see, but they often want to understand us. It is not anyone's job to be perfect, that has been done already, but how we live is an outward testimony of our faith in Jesus Christ. How we go about all the things in our daily life is also a testimony. Our actions show people our testimonies. I've thought for many hours about this because I am giving up two years of my youth to serve God, but it does not seem like that big of a sacrifice because of how much I am gaining in knowledge, in strength, and in faith. Yo se que Jesucristo es nuestro salvador. El puede cambiar todos las cosas en nuestros vidas ser mejor. A veces tenemos tiempos dificiles pero el rason por eso es para cambiar y ser mejor personas que no podemos solo. Soy un testigo del poder de Jesucristo y su expiacion. El podria todo el mundo si abrimos nuestros corazones a el salvador. Yo testifico que el poder del sacerdocio es real. Estoy cambiando mucho en mi tiempo aqui. Creo mas en Jesucristo. Mi relacion con Dios es muy importante en mi vida ahora y continuara estar mas cerca de Dios. Creo en Jesucristo y quiero mostrar las personas de argentina que necesitan el expiacion de Jesucristo tener vida eterna con sus familias y con Dios y Jesucristo. Quiero decir uno cosa mas que le doy Dios y Jesucristo gracias por este opurtunidad compartir el evangelio y cambiar mi vida y llegar ser muy mucho mas cerca a Ellos. Les amo y necesitamos arrepentimiento en nuestros vidas estar feliz. En el nombre de Jesucristo amen. 

P.S. for all of you who are just going to go and type that into google translate here is a translation:

I know that Jesus Christ is our savior. He can change all the things in our lives to be better. Sometimes we have difficult times but the reason for that is to change and be better people that we can't be alone. I am a witness of the power of Jesus Christ and his atonement. He will change all the world if we open our hearts to the savior. I testify that the power of the priesthood is real. I am changing much in my time here. I believe more in Jesus Christ. My relationship with God is very important in my life now and will continue to be closer to God. I believe in Jesus Christ and I want to show the people of Argentina that they need the atonement of Jesus to have eternal lives with their families and with God and Jesus. I want to say one thing more that I give God and Jesus Christ thanks for this opportunity to share the gospel and to change my life and to be very much more close to Them. I love you all and we need to repent in our lives to be happy. In the name of Jesus Christ amen

Also a little run down of the pictures but not sure what order they are in, but i think this is right:

Picture of me with Elder Misseldine(Black hair and tall)

Picture of me with cartero (Elder McInnes in the coat, also cartero is spanish for mailman and he is District Leader so he basically just has the power to pick up mail and lead meetings and say rules sometimes, so just about as much power here as me, but with the power of delivering mail)

Picture of my handsome comp at the laundry place when we were bored

Picture of me with Elder Sager(Brown hair my height)

Picture of Elder Meiser taking a picture of me(He's the cute one with the camera and smug little grin)

Week 5

Well this week was interesting to say the least. We had some weird days here. I honestly do not even remember Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday... So that is a thing. 

On Thursday, we went to teach Maribel, our "investigator", again, and since it was a Thursday we had to teach with a member. Luckily for me and Elder Kanan, our member turned out to be a total jerk... It was crazy. She hated me and Kanan because we had trouble understanding her because she spoke so fast. I am still not entirely sure how she was selected by the MTC to be a helper with new missionaries, but some growing definitely happened on that day. We got into the room to teach Maribel, and the member kind of said mean things about me and Kanan to Maribel. Then the member also hijacked the lesson, which was about baptism, but ended up just being a weird and rough experience for Kanan, Maribel, and me. So we left that lesson, not understanding really anything that occurred and we felt pretty rough. A few hours later, we got into the elevator and stopped on the fourth floor. Some hermanas got on the elevator from the advanced Spanish class. They started talking to us and as soon as they found out we were going Spanish speaking they started talking really fast in Spanish. The second they realized that we could not understand they started making fun of us. It must have been pretty mean stuff because after we got out of the elevator and were halfway back to our dorm, two of the sisters that were in the elevator felt it necessary to come and apologize for what they had done. That really ticked me off. I was pretty much ready to call it a mission at that point. I was mad the whole night and into the next day. Before bed, I said a prayer to Heavenly Father that if He was willing that He could show me an example of what my mission was really doing for other people, because after that lesson, I felt pretty useless and not great. So I woke up for Friday, still pretty upset. We went to class and I was pretty much done the whole time. We even taught Hermano Garcia a fifteen minute lesson and I didn't really feel better. We then went to teach Maribel again because that is just how the schedule is. Needless to say, Kanan and I were pretty done with everything this week. All I was thinking was make it to Pday. We walked in to teach Maribel and she just started speaking English to us about how disrespectful that member was. Also apparently Maribel talked to some of the people in charge of the operation, so that member will not be returning. Maribel was not angry at us or the church, but was pretty mad at the member, and the things the member had said. Apparently she had said that Elder Kanan did not understand anything, which is pretty mean. And apparently the member claimed that Mormons are smarter than all other people because we read the Book of Mormon. And the member was apparently mad at me for having English scriptures. It was a lot of stuff like that. Not an outstanding example of the church to have with us. But Maribel went on to, in the next 45 minutes, explain how grateful she was for us and how much we help her in life and how it isn't about speaking Spanish well, because most people will understand, it is about the message. Then I kind of had a prompting to not say anything and Elder Kanan proceeded to teach a lesson by himself, which was really cool because he had really struggled with speaking because he was so focused on being perfect. I think it was a good experience for him, and it answered my prayer so that was pretty neat. There is a picture here with Maribel, and she gave us her address and stuff so that we can have a pachanga(party) in two years when Elder Kanan and I get back. Pretty cool experience, even though most of it was terrifying and not very fun. 

Also I got my travel plans!!!!!!! So that means that I can pretty much for sure count on going to Argentina on time. Wooo!!!! That is exciting! I am really excited to teach the people of Argentina, and to have them make fun of me for being different and then I can beat them at soccer. 

I think that is about it for stories of this week. God is real.

Yo creo que dios y jesucristo viven y escuchan a nuestro orraciones. Yo testifico que Dios y Jesucristo traten contestar nuestro orraciones pero en sus tiempo. Yo se que cosas dificiles existen para nosotros cambiar y ser mejor. Este es mi testimonio. En el nombre sagredo de Jesucristo, amen

Another week here, maybe like 4 or something who knows

The days here are definitely starting to blend together, so it is always so hard to remember exactly what I want to say about each one. ​​So last Saturday they let us stay up late until like 10pm or something in our classroom on the 5th floor to watch the Stadium of Fire. That was cool, but it was still just lights in a sky so I kind of wish they would have let us go to bed. 

Last Sunday was fast Sunday and it was incredible. For a lot of missionaries it was the last Sunday that they would be here so they bore their testimonies. Powerful. I wrote one down in my journal that night. He shared a story that had me in tears. He said that a man had a dream and that in this dream he walked into a room filled with filing cabinets full of papers and note cards and just stacks of note cards all through it. He looked at the note cards and each one had written on it a different sin he had done with his name on it. The man starts looking through the cards and wonders why he ever did or thought these things. Then Jesus walks into the room and starts crossing out the man's name on every card and writing His name underneath it. The man tries to tell him no, to stop, to not take these terrible things and eventually asks him why He would do this. Then Jesus just looks and him and says "Because I love you."     That was probably my favorite Sunday ever of all time. So much good happened. 

On Monday we taught our "Investigator" Maribel again. She seemed a little off and was not really making eye contact. After a while of asking her what was going on she eventually started talking. And boy did she talk, Elder Kanan did not understand anything she said for probably 15 or 20 minutes. After much praying in my heart, she said a few words I could discern. Apparently her two daughters got in a big fight and she was struggling to think that she was a good mom. Heavy. I really only remember a couple scriptures that we said, I remember talking to her about Nephi when he was tied to the boat by Laman and Lemuel. Other than that I really didn't remember anything I said. That was the cool experience of the day I think. 

On the 4th of July we probably got more confused than ever. We had a substitute teacher one of the days and she told us to focus on the end at the beginning so then me and Elder Kanan tried to do that with a different teacher in a lesson, and we bombed it. We did not learn anything about the investigator. So now I guess the most important thing is to learn about the investigator and go from there. Honestly, being here for two more weeks is no longer something that I think will be that beneficial to my learning because now I am just getting confused when really the gospel is simple. Wanna be happy? Wanna have eternal life? Wanna have Salvation and release from all your sins? Oh well here is a book, read it a little bit each day and pray. Also Jesus loves you. And did all of this for you. So simple yet so complicated when we, imperfect beings, get involved. It is funny how easy it is to lose sight of all these things in the normal flow of life. 

We taught our investigator ​​again on Thursday. She was still a little worried about what to do. Elder Kanan hung me out to dry a lot in this lesson. He maybe said 5 sentences. I might have single mommed it. Even the investigator told him to talk more. I think he just got lost in the language. I have been working pretty hard on my language, but now I am mostly trying to help him with his needs. It is an interesting idea. Anyways, I told Maribel about how important it is for her to be the example for her children. It was interesting to see her reaction to that. I just tried to say that that was the best thing for her. I mean it was always the way my mom did it. She is a pretty great example of the gospel, even if she gets a little caught up in appearances sometimes. I am very thankful for her. 

On Friday we taught Maribel again. She had a lot of questions about 2 Nephi 9. That verse is pretty confusing if you have never learned the plan of salvation. Crazy. So we taught her about the plan of salvation and answered all her questions. That was cool. I felt like we actually helped someone for the first time. Even if it is practice. We also did a really cool thing in class where we just went to a different building here and looked at all these pictures of Jesus. I don't remember the last time I felt the spirit so strong. Lots of power in that activity. Silently looking at all those murals of Jesus was cool. 

And now on pday we have so much time because the temple is closed. I don't have much else to say. The pictures are of me or buildings, and there is one with me and Clay's cousin Darrin, and one with me and Elder Meiser. He's pretty great. 

Yo testifico que Jesucristo es el salvador. El es nuestro salvador. El sacio nuestro pecados para estamos limpio. Es hermoso. En verdad, felicidad vine del evangelio. Dios nos ama mucho. Jesucristo nos ama mucho. Tienen un plan para todos personas en el mundo. Porque Jesucristo murio, yo puedo tener vida eterna con mi familia. Me encanta. En el nombre de Jesucristo amen.

Hasta luego! Les Amo! 

Week 3 in MTC

So this week was pretty interesting. Even though I feel like a lot of things happened, when I look back there really weren't that many things that happened. So starting at the beginning, about 127 new mission Presidents came to the MTC this week, which was cool, except for one part where we had to do like almost lessons with them, and MTC police came in and made people change clothes and one of them made me change my socks, which I was pretty made about because they were just socks, so I walked all the way back to my residence and changed socks and came back and honestly did not have the Spirit the rest of the day because I was mad. It is kinda dumb looking back on it, but also I just don't think that that sort of thing is what is most important here or in the gospel. We are not a church of elitists. So that was fun, then we did the meetings again the next day and she made a sock joke at me, so I am kind of glad that I won't see her ever again here in three weeks when we head to Argentina. So that was interesting. 

Oh also, since all those new mission presidents came in, I think ten or so of the twelve apostles were here for four or five days. I saw Elder Holland get in his car once, so that was kind of cool. What wasn't cool was how crazy everyone else got that they were here, people freaked out. They closed down one or three buildings and had curtains layered over the windows and stuff like that. It seemed a little extraneous to me. They did do a cool devotional, well Elder Bednar did. He talked a lot about the power of the word. He also told us not to take notes of when he started talking about it, so I remember the feelings, but not the talk, which I like better because I wouldn't look at the notes anyways. Also the devotional was the anniversary of the death of Joseph Smith, so me and my elder roommates are in choir with probably three fourths of the MTC and we all sang Praise to the Man. It was so cool. So powerful. The choir teacher also tells these awesome stories about doctrine and Joseph Smith and all sorts of stuff. He's a really cool guy. 

Our TRC (new "investigator") is named Maribel, so we have been teaching her in Spanish. It has been interesting since she talks so fast, I usually can hang in there for the most part. It has been really cool to teach her, the Spirit gets strong in these lessons. 

Also we met the Salta mission president. He said muy mucho, so then all I thought of was muy mucho gol the whole time, thanks Jeff. But seriously, they were cool people. No matte in the mission field though, until the last day. Some people care about that. I didn't really. Also sorry everyone but if Argentina wins the World Cup when I'm down there, I do not know what will happen to me. Well I mean I will probably run around screaming shirtless with the rest of them, so I might be wrapping up my mission a little early.... Haha it would be a mountain of a trial. But hey we will just have to see. 

We hosted for new missionaries this week too. I only hosted one elder because he locked his key and all his information in his room, so that went well. It ended up working out. He is going to Hungary, so he will be here for 9 weeks, good luck elder. I don't even know how to handle the few weeks I have left haha. This many guys in one place for so long alone together really highlights the need for women in life. Boys get crazy. 

Anyways I am still pretty happy. There are good times and bad times, but the good times make it really worthwhile. Some of the stuff gets pretty weird or strict and for me a mission is not really about stressing the smallest things, it is more about feeling the love of Christ and inviting others to the path that will lead them to joy. As long as that can happen, I think I am doing just fine. God is real. Veo el mano de Dios en mi vida. Dios ayudame aprender espanol. mucho ayuda. Sin Dios no hay felicidad. Solomente mediante la fe en jesucristo podemos estar feliz. es un bueno regalo y el concimiento me da consuelo. Yo se que mediante el perseverar hasta el fin es muy importante en nuestro vidas. es una buena cosa. Dios es real. Dios escucha a nuestro orraciones y contesta nuestro respuestas en tiempo de Dios. Es muy importante entender que nuestro tiempo no es el tiempo de Dios. Dios sabe mejor que nosotros. Les Amo. En el nombre de Jesucristo Amen 

Remember to email me and send pictures if you want, love you guys, remember I can read emails all week, but I can't send them until Saturday. Also I stained my white shoes when we played soccer, so I think I am ready to take on the Argentines in the streets. El gringo pode jugar.