Si Dios quiere

Dios siempre quiere... hahaha when we invite people to church or commitments, thats always their response. If God wants.... well Dios siempre quiere. hahaha

The evil empanada

So... I'm pretty sure God wants me to be skinny... Because I've been SICK all this week. Like... dying... why? Well... I ate three empanadas I thought were made with love... It's kind of like Snow White and the Poison Apple. I ate three empanadas and now, I've lost a lot of weight, got a shot to the bottom... (I don't know why that's a solution to everything here in Argentina, oh you're sick, shot to the butt!) and yet... will this stop me from eating Empanadas? Uh no... heck no!

But other than my dying this week, it was a pretty special week! When I first got here my comp had taught this family one lesson with her past comp. And so.. we've been teaching them and it's been a ROLLERCOASTER!!! Seriously... but I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!! And never before have I seen a family so prepared. The grandma, Norma, then her daughter Cora, and her son Martin, and Cora's daughter Raquel. They were prepared by the Lord. Si o si. They were contacts and when my comp tried to find their house they realized that they wrote down the direction wrong... and then as they were walking they found this family AGAIN!!! And wrote down their address correctly this time and visited them. The chances of seeing the same people in this area again are slim.... seriously. But words don't do it justice how much I love this family.

Cora and Raquel after a stressful week of wanting a baptism no more, were baptized this past Saturday. AHHH!!!! And the rest of the family wants to be baptized too. The just need to go to church. hahah theyve never been. hahah but they can't leave their house un attended because their neighbor wants their house and if they leave, their neighbor can steal it... oh joy. hahaha But Norma was asking us... what do I need to have at my baptism? hahah uh Norma we haven't even taught you the second lesson yet. You only need your wonderful self at the baptism... oh and a towel and sandals. 

hahahah the love this family has and the sass... the tease me so much. hahaha and apparently I need to name my first child Cora now... hahahaha

But this baptism was CRAZY!!! We got back into our area at 4pm and the baptism was at 6. We were stuck in Tucuman for two days because the weather and we were trying to buy more clothes for me... its difficult. hahaha but we just got back into town, and ran over to our investigators house because Raquel was sick with a fever. AH! and then we ran to the church building without ever going home first, only to find the baptism font was full but full of NASTY WATER!! and so began our frantic race to empty the font by bucket...

I don't know how many buckets of water I dumped into the toilet that day... but my back knows... it felt every single one. hahah and as we were emptying the font, we realized that the water was on, and we couldn't shut it off so every bucket of water we took out, more nasty water was put in. yay... -_- hahahah We were soaked with nasty water, and so ridicously tired and stressed because our investigators were sick.. and all the members just got back from a week long temple trip the same day... and then the members were fighting us to not have a baptism... needless to say... it was CRAZY! but moral of this ridiculously long story, is that we had the baptisms... in nasty but clean rain water and I felt God's love for these people more than I have ever felt in my life. 

So these photos are probably the worst ever, as we hadn't showered that day because we were in the terminal of tucuman, and we were soaked and sweating but SO HAPPY!! hahaha 

I love this gospel so much and the for the opportunity everyday to help these people. A guy asked my last night in the park, why are you here... personally. And the crazy thing is, I know exactly why im here. Not only specifically here in Argentina but in this life. I am a child of God, and He loves me, and I love Him. And I'm standing as a witness of God... 

Everyday, every moment, testifying that He lives, and He loves us.

Still missing my maletas in Metan, but never happier,

Hermana Bower