All is well down here in the patagonia. Two weeks ago it was hotter than the sun and the last few days we have had snow and rain. I dont understand the weather but it keeps me on my toes thats for sure.
So like I said, the last couple days have been filled with rain and a little bit of snow. It had been a hard couple of days because we knocked doors just about all day and no one wanted to talk with us. So we spent just about the whole time saturday in the rain and cold. My comp and I just kept saying it was just a test of our faith and kept on working. Sunday we went to church and saw that not all of our investigadores came to church. So after church we went by the house of a family that has 3 kids that are getting ready to be baptized. We go over with the rain and cold still in the air only to find out that they dont want to be baptized anymore. When we left the house we passed by a park. I sat down on one of the benches and just said a little prayer. All I could think was it was a trail of faith and the only thing we could do is go back to work. So that is what we did. We started knocking doors and the first few doors it was the same old story. But then we talked with a nice kid who got our spirits up. Than we knocked a door and started to talk with a man. I started to talk but then my mind went blank for a second and I stopped talking and so did my comp. Then out of no where the man says ¨what are you doing our there? come on in!¨. It was a miracle! We go into the house and teach a family of 3 and I couldnt help fill my heart swell up with gratitude for Heavenly Father. After we set a return appointement we went back to work looking for people. The rain wasnt coming down as hard and it was more misty, which got my pumped because I thought of Seattle:). So we go on our way and talk with some more people that are more or less excited to talk with us then we knock a door and get invited to come into another house. In the house we taught another family of 3! After that house we knocked a door and entered another house and found a nice guy who wants to come to church.
It was all a trial of faith. At first we couldnt see any miracles but we just kept going. At the very end of sunday is when we saw the blessings. We lost a family of 3 but for have kept going He blessed us with 2 families of 3. The gospel is so true and I love it so much! I love being a missionary. I am learning so much. This year and a half has been the greatest time in my life. Just like in life we should not just go through the motions to pass by but rather look for the joy and get everything we can out of every day. This church is true and the mission changes lives.
Have a great week!
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Elder Nobmann Riddle#22
that food is called emanadas. i ate 16 of those bad boys to break the record. the family said the most an elder has eaten of those in their house was 15 so i pushed myself for 16 but then suffered for the rest of the day. one pic is of me doing a ninja kick on p day at a members house. we worked out and he taught us some boxing stufff
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