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IT IS P-DAY

September 26, 2022

What is up ya'll, Elder Mergenthaler here tapping in from Tandil Argentina! This week was a roller coaster. Monday, we had a regular day and did regular p-day stuff Tuesday. We contacted many people. Those two days were probably the least eventful. Still, after those, it started to pick up quickly because Wednesday, we had devotionals, which was difficult because I went with a native speaker. I speak no Spanish, so that was difficult but still super fun because I got to learn how to use google translate well, haha. But besides the hurdle of language, it was a blast. We went into their area and knocked on many doors, and then when someone didn't answer my companion and me for a day, Elder Centeno would say no Quiero salvation, which means I guess they didn't want salvation. After we contacted for a while, we went to a member's house and had some bomb freaking pizza with salsa and cheese. While eating, I was trying to listen in on the conversation, and I heard the people call their kid poopy, so I bust out laughing because the kid didn't answer, so the parents said it again. I eventually realize that they are calling their kid poppy, but with a Spanish accent, so it sounds like poopy. After that, we went back, and I was showing my comp pictures of the USA, and we came across Wyoming and buffalos. He pointed to the buffalos and said buffalo just in an Argentina accent, so I started dying laughing again. After that, we went to bed. The next day I went with my regular comp and did regular contact. Still, that night after we went to a member's house, I am pretty sure I got food poisoning because I started puking and many other things. Still, it's all good because that next day, I slept all day. Then on Saturday, I got right back to missionary life, so i don't know what happened. the cool thing is that I got a blessing from my companion. In that blessing, he told me that I would get better because, at the time, I felt like I was never going to be able to move from my bed again, but luckily, the lord helped heal me, and now I am back to my old happy self again, so it's all ok. Another huge miracle this week was that we were able to get thirteen new people to teach, so thats huge, but I mean, we will see where that goes because a lot of times, people just tell us they are interested just to get us away, but it's their fault because we will keep coming back, so i am ok with it haha.


Ok, now time for the spiritual stuff. So this week, my district had a p-day, and we went to go see the Calvario, and it's basically a huge Jesus on a huge cross. Leading up to it, it tells the story of what happened before Jesus went on the cross. While walking through this, I could feel the spirit so strong even tho the thing we were at was not an LDS sight. It also made me realize how grateful I am to have the knowledge that our savior has risen. I am also so grateful that our savior was willing to come down and die for us on the cross. It's through that sacrifice that allows all of us become clean again, which I am so happy for!

Anyways I wish I had more to share from this week, but I don't because I was sick for a lot of it, and I was out of my area for a lot of it as well, but I hope you all have amazing weeks this week and remember that the lord is watching out for you!

I love you all so much and miss you lots!

Elder
Mergenthaler










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