Monday, November 23, 2015

23 November 2015

Fua! I can´t believe it´s the last week of the transfer already! I cannot believe I´ve been here that long. So this email might be long, so... deal with it..

Let me start by telling you what happened this week. 

Tuesday morning we decided to pass by the house of a friend of some young women who has been to church a bunch to try to set a baptisimal date. I guess some elders had tried a while ago but her mom wanted nothing to do with the church. But we went anyway and not only did her mom say yes, but asked if her other daughter could be baptized too! So Alma and Lucia are set to be baptized on Sunday :)

Then that night we went to the house of our investigator, Luisanna. Background: She is SO ready and so excited to be baptized. Her dad is hesitant but it letting her decide, however, lets us know every time that he has HIS religion and wont change. And insists on being present for every meeting. Si we went by tuesday night with Morena and Nahir, two girls from the family we baptized my frist week. And her dad let us have it. For like 30 minutes. We sat there while he practically yelled at us about how kind he was to let us into his house but doesnt appreciate what we´re teaching his daughter. How Joseph Smith never existed, and how our religion is the EXACT same as every other religion. Morena then bore her testimony, and at 12 years old, it was one of the most powerful testimonies I´ve ever heard. We tried to explain how our church is unique but his heart and eyes are closed. Luisanna cried and told her dad how bad she wants to be baptized. He still doesnt agree, but is letting her. And then we proceeded to teach as if nothing happened. 

Next thing: Dana. I dont think I ever really told you about her. Dana is incredible. The day we stumbled upon her house, she wasnt outside. We were talking to her mom and nephew. Her mom wanted nothing to do with the church, but we gave a pass along card with a picture of Christ on it to her nephew, and he ran it inside. Less than a minute later Dana came running out asking if she could have her own, and then straight up told us she wants to learn more. She has changed so so so much. Before it was rare to see her in something modest. And now its (not as) rare. The day we taught her the Word of Wisdom, she stopped smoking completely. On Friday she told us that she feels that since shes been baptized, temptations are so much stronger, she fights with her mom all the time, and feels completely alone. But she is so strong and has the strongest testimony, and God knows it. But so does Satan. And he is doing everything he can to stop her from progressing. But she is the perfect example of someone who was prepared by the Lord beforehand. 

So that´s about the majority of what happened this week. Oh except here, you greet others by kissing cheeks, and to some people its a big deal. Which is why, due to a misunderstanding, Dana´s mom told me God was going to punish me for not greeting her properly. She was mad. So that was fun- 

The mission. I cant honestly say I love it. I wish I could. I wish I could tell you all how it´s the best experience and I never want to come home, but that would be a lie. There are times where I would rather be anywhere else. Times where I dont want to work, dont want to wake up that early, times where the last thing I want to do it talk to someone. But then there are moments where I´m sitting in a lesson and hear an investigator share their testimony for the first time, os when I´m walking down the street and am overcome with happiness and love for Argentina or times where I can literally see God working with us as He, through other people, leads us directly to the people who are ready.. and I wouldnt want to be anywhere else. In those moments I do love it. 

I love and miss you all!

Until next week. 

Love,
Hermana Prestwich

Pictures! 

1. Dana´s nephew, Benjamin :)
2. I took this picture because my mom specifically told me not to touch the dogs. Opps. (This picture never made it through in her email.)


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