57: Fayboo

Fayboo is how everyone says Facebook here. We always thought it was really funny until one day we were in the house of an older lady in the ward who did NOT understand the word Facebook until we very slowly said fayyboooo... And then she got it. 

This week was wonderfully busy yet slightly less successful than usual. I wish people would just be meaner to my face and tell me they aren't interested instead of leading us on a wild goose chase for a week or two. But hey, all in the life of an hermana.

Update on Agostina, she's awesome! She has been reading the Book of Mormon every night and is in 2 Nephi. She also reads the kid's Book of Mormon to her daughter every night and helps her understand the stories. She just has to go sign up for a date to get married at the courthouse (which she said could take a few months)! So we will be praying for a wedding date for them!

This week has been full of little moments that help me feel at home here. 

Like laughing with the missionaries in my district at a meeting together

Hearing the thousands of birds sing every morning

Finding baking powder at the store (surprisingly hard to do)

Playing catch with our amigo the golden retriever 

Watching Hermano Girello make pizza dough

Talking to random people who tell me the hardest parts of their life

Singing primary songs with Paulina at church

Accidentally walking into a fair at the plaza with colorful booths

Drinking mate and playing uno with members at a ward activity

Learning how to play ping pong "the argentine way"

Reading a scripture verse for the 12th time but learning something new

Eating pizza in the warm sun with my companion

Watching the sunset with silhouettes of palm trees

Getting homemade paintings from Agostina's daughter

Finding a bird in a cage on the side of the road

Going to Beba's baptism

You get the idea. Lots of little memories and moments and feelings that make me love Argentina with all my heart.

This week I got to talk in church and they (unsurprisingly) asked me to talk on missionary work. but I decided that I wanted to talk about Jesus Christ instead so I made it work. There is real power in testifying of our Savior, it always strengthens us as we share it with others and help them feel the Spirit. The last few weeks I have been trying to focus more completely on Jesucristo because I realized that if I am not testifying of Him in every way, every moment I am not completing my purpose. I hope people come away from conversations with me knowing that I'm a disciple of Christ!

Love you guys, thanks for reading.

Hermana Thrasher