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Second To Last Week at the MTC

 August 19, 2022

Man, it's been a crazy fun week. I don't know how to explain it because it's just like every other week, but the food got a little more interesting, but I mean, I accept it because I am in a different country. One of the weirdest things I have tried was having an enchilada in the morning. All of you are probably thinking that I am weird for saying that, but when the food slips out of you, you will also be scared of an enchilada in the morning. One other food here that I steer clear of is the tantalizing burrito. Those things wreck your system. I had a guy in my room recovering for three days because of it.

Anyway, on to the things that were spiritual this week. This week I saw a guy from the first quorum of the 70, which was super cool. At first, I thought it would be boring, but it wasn't. Elder Douglass was so energetic and fun to listen to. In his talk, he gave us points and tips on how we as missionaries can make Christ's doctrine our doctrine. He also talked about his mission and what it was like for him. Hearing him speak made me want to go to the poorest of the poor places and go and help people in any way I can. He also told us how we were not the only ones struggling with Spanish or whatever language we were learning. He also talked about how the missionaries in the Mexico city mtc have such a fire to them, which made me feel like a warrior ready for battle. To be honest, I feel like that every day when I get up and put on my name tag but hearing it from him made it much more special. Another cool thing is we got to sing to him as a choir, which was so cool and powerful. I'll put a link to it so all of you can watch it because it's so good.

anyways I love you all and hope you guys have a great rest of your week

love <3,
Elder
Mergenthaler 









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