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April 24, 2023

Hey what is up yall!! It's Elder Mergenthaler back again with a week packed with missionary stuff haha! Side note there is no beach pics this week, but trust me, we're going to make it there next week, for sure 😉

On Tuesday, we talked and talked and talked to people, and most people said no. But we hit all of our points, did our studies, and in the evening did phone calls. After all that work, I hopped into bed and went to sleep. BTW, naps and sleeping as a missionary are the kinds of things I look forward to. I know it's weird, hahaha, but trust me, sleeping hits different on the mission, like literally. 

On Wednesday I was watching/listening to my friends' audios in the morning, drinking my mate and I was like, "You know what? Today I am gonna take the negative and make it a game." So whenever we got rejected, my companion and I were like, YAY!! LETS GO 1 MORE TILL PIZZA HAHA. This game led us to have a more positive mindset which then led us to find six gold new contacts in one day!! To put this into perspective, the most we found before in one day was two. Usually one. So six is insane. ðŸ˜„ After that day, we did get our pizza!! 

Thursday was packed because I'm a district leader which means I  coordinate a lot of meetings and I also do baptism interviews. I like baptism interviews because it's cool to experience how another of God's children is gathered.

To be real with you, the end of the week, like Friday-Sunday, was really boring because we just kind of did the same stuff as Tuesday. More rejection. But Friday I had splits with Elder Modesto, from Brazil, to learn how he works, but also to learn how I could help his companionship which is struggling some.

I love you all so much! And miss you tons! I hope you all have a great week and know that god loves you!! 

Love 

Elder Mergenthaler 

(Stay tuned for beach pics)









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