¡FAMILIA!
My favorite part about being in Capital is the rich people
who think they´re super fancy if they speak English, and it just comes out in a
poorly translated miss-fire. The subject line is what the new fancy train that
goes through our area tells us before stopping at every station. Good job,
Buenos Aires.
I gotta tell a story that has nothing to do with anything
just for the kicks. Elder McRory and I walked past the car dealership today
that has already tried to sell me a car twice. Right when we walk by, the glass
door jumps off of its hinges and slams on to the ground, shattering into a million
pieces like it just became water. I´m not kidding, no one touched it, or was
even near it. It was the weirdest thing ever. We just look at each other and
yell out the first Brian Regan quote that comes to our minds about the little
kids trying to fix something broken before the Mom finds out: ¨Get some
leaves!¨ Hahaha, that kid´s become one of my best friends.
This week was rough again, but I think it´s like one of
those jars that I would struggle with, and then hand to Mom, who pops the lid
right off and tells me ¨you just gotta be smarter than the lid.¨ We´ve been
fasting and praying for the Spirit to help us out with that, and I think this
sucker´s about to come off. Miguel didn´t come to church, but still wants to
get baptized. We´re just getting worried that the job that he was blessed with
last week is getting in the way of us teaching him during the week.
On the bright side, when we were walking out of Villa Fraga,
guess who I saw in the streets? Gladys the capa-recent-convert-missionary! I
almost tackled her, but I kept myself under control and gave her the most
loving handshake I could muster. She had a work meeting in Chacarita, and is
doing great. Her best friend Crispina got baptized, and they´re both still
active and happy in the Church. I´m so happy for them. Elder Rosazza also
emailed me this week, telling me that all of the people we saw become converted
to the Gospel of Jesus Christ in Liniers are doing well. I´m so grateful for
their faithfulness, and continue to pray for them.
Ry-guy, you´re a stud. Congrats on the baptism! DyC
18:15-16.
I´ve started a new in-depth study. My MTC teacher suggested
this a long time ago, and it´s been in the back of my mind ever since then. I´m
going to find a scripture for every statement in Preach My Gospel chapter 3.
It´s incredible even after just barely starting to see how scripturally sound
the missionary lessons are, and how absolutely inspired it is. But above all,
I´m so grateful for the knowledge that what I´m teaching is directly inline
with God´s revealed word. I know that this is His Church upon the Earth, and I
will be forever grateful for Jesus Christ´s sacrifice and living prophets that
testify that God still speaks.
Love you all, ¡hurra por Israel!
-Élder Goff
P.S. Pictures:
1. We went to a restaraunt to celebrate Elder Zollinger´s
and my birthday (we share birthdays). It was funny when Elder Castillo asked
President if we could leave the zone for P-day. President feels strongly about
all the Latinos learning English, so Elder Castillo asks ¨President, we want to
go to follow the cow.¨ It´s just silent for a while, and then President Ayre
realizes he was talking about Siga la Vaca the restaurant. Haha, what a stud.
2. Elder McRory, Elder Zollinger, Elder Adcock, Elder
Castillo, Elder Jewett, and me following the cow.
3. A pigeon finally pooped on me. I´ve been expecting it for
a while, but I was disturbed by how refreshing it felt running down my arm.
Bleh. :P
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