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WEIRD WEEK, BUT BAPTISM!

February 20, 2023

Hey, y'all! This week was like a roller coaster. On Tuesday, my comp and I had kind of a down day. We didn't feel like we did our best, so we took a step back and made a better plan. On Wednesday, we talked about goals for our companionship and gave each other blessings. It's so cool to use my priesthood. I 100% recommend using your priesthood when you can!! 

 

On Thursday not a lot happened. Well actually, a lot happened, but I wouldn't really call it progress. Soo, we go out in the morning and do as much as we can. Right, well, during our studies it starts to rain so we can't go out cause no Argentine likes the rain, haha, so no one's out. So then we do video calls and talk to some people, and then we hop on a call with this dude who I already have weird feelings about, but I'm like, "Ehh, what the heck? I'm a missionary. Why not?" Right, well, the call is all normal all the way to the end when this Man turns from a really, really happy person to a guy who's really, really mad at us for not visiting him for a year when it's literally been nine days, so not long, right? Well, then we keep talking, and he starts talking about blood and rocks, so I end the call. After the call, my comp thinks we should head over to this guy's house and give him a Book of Mormon. I'm thinking that's a huge, red NO, but we head over there anyway. The guy is acting normal again, but I'm kind of ignoring him because he creeps me out. I just wanna give him the book and get out, but he keeps talking. The place is dirty, there are symbols drawn everywhere, and it feels weird, so I kick my companion's shoe. MY MANS DOESN'T DO ANYTHING!! So I wait and wait. Eventually, I literally pull his bag. I tell him in his ear, "DUDE, LET'S GET OUT." On the way out of the house, we see the guy's phone is dead. Who knows how he called us. I literally think we talked to someone from the evil team this week. Is that the missionary life? haha 


The rest of the week was normal. We had a baptism which was so nice because just two days before was that weird, spiritually draining experience and it was so good to be a part of something uplifting. It helped me feel so much better. I want to thank you guys for the things you send because after the spiritually draining experiences, you guys help me refill, so thank you! 

 

Anyway, I love you all!! 

 

Elder 

Mergenthaler ️/?











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