Wow! Impressed by Jake´s dedication to the proposal
tradition. And also Katie’s dedication to the Lumberjack Club. Life seems great
back at the livable forest.
This past week was pretty neat. For an entire day Argentina
was shut down. For who knows why. Everyone and their dog decided to go on strike.
I guess no one likes the new president. So what do you do? ... Head for the
streets with your BASTA signs. You know what? … I’m going to go off track here
and explain why BASTA is such a phenomenal use of the Spanish language? The
literal meaning would be ENOUGH! But it is so highly used in my mission that I
must take the time to say, that if you ever feel undermined, or not satisfied
with your circumstances, you can declare BASTA! With cause. And watch all your
wildest dreams come true, as 50% of the population around you joins in for the
cause. And then comes the classic burning tires in the street. Now, if you were
smart enough, you would have taken the day off work, with good excuse; because one - the
streets were shut down, and two - your boss was out with his grandma and a
BASTA sign. What is great though, is that I was talking with a member and he
said this happens like every year due to unsatisfied customers; and then life
goes on. You know, the greatest part about this whole thing is that it happened on a Thursday. And Thursdays are when we go to Candiotti. And so, early in the morning a member drives us over, and then we take the bus back. Well, it turns out no one was home in Candiotti. There’s a population of 1060 persons in Candiotti, and little did I know that it was BASTA day. And I am for real when I say that there was no one in this town. And so when it was time to head back to Recreo, we waited, and waited, and waited, and a bus never came. We got the idea that a bus was not coming, and learned that the streets were shut down, and no one could pick us up. So we took the long walk home on BASTA day. Worst best day ever.
So our mission president is very kind, because he likes to
give a new triple combination scripture, with a letter, to every new convert. It’s super cool
and comes with their name embossed and everything. And so the package came in for Rocio
and Sergio Argota. But someone decided to change up their last name to Argoya.
And luckily, before giving them the present. We stopped by the bishop's home and we
showed him the scriptures. And he and his wife just bust out laughing
and wouldn’t tell us why. Well, we learn that Argoya is a pretty foul word, so
it wouldn’t be too appropriate to give a present that says Hermano y Hermana Argoya.
So with my handy dandy workmanship, we were able to change (the best we could) that
"y" to a "t"...clutch.
I was walking out in the fields when all of a sudden, people
just start booking it down the street with lawn chairs. And so when you see
trouble, you have to follow it. And so the first thing I’m thinking is
"there is a chair fight going on". It turns out I was wrong, and
Recreo was actually on fire. The city of Recreo wasn’t on fire, but a huge field
was. For the record though, seeing random fires is not uncommon. It’s either
someone burning their trash or burning their grass, because apparently it’s
easier that cutting it. But this field-fire was huge, covering a huge field. And
to the citizens of Recreo, this is better than TV, so everyone’s got their chairs and watching it
like fireworks. The fire fighters came... so that’s good.
We had another mini MTC in Santa Fe. So all the missionaries
in the area had to go and show one of the youth what’s up about missionary
work. And it is really cool to see all these kids come out and go around in
their neighborhoods, knocking doors, and passing the spirit of Easter
around. And these youth love it. And they tell their experiences at the
end. And everyone has some kind of story to tell. And it changes their opinions
about missionary work. It’s really great.
We ate lunch again with the bishop yesterday. And lunches
with the bishop are my favorite, because this family is totally nutz and hilarious.
But at the end they brought out the desert. And the dessert was mandarins. And
I recalled the last time I ate mandarins with this family, it turned
into a mandarin peel war. I was the only missionary of the 4 that had
experienced this. And so I knew what was going on. So I at like 4 mandarins and was
saving up my peels. And my companions were wondering why I was eating so many mandarins.
Well, the Ramirez family knew why, because a few minutes later all my fellow missionaries
were getting destroyed with mandarins in their face in the mandarin peel war of
the century.
I’m going to have to tell you how happy I am to know Aldana Ramirez
who was recently baptized in the ward of Recreo. She
has come to know and understand Christ. Since we met this girl, she has
become the person who without much question, says yes to the commandments and
guidance of the Lord. Every time we pass by her house, she is outside with her
Book of Mormon. She reads it every day. And I asked her why she reads it every
day. And she told us that the prophet in conference told us to do so, and she
knew it was true. And I felt so happy to hear those words spoken with such confidence.
Especially from someone who just came to know of it a little more than a month
ago.
We actually came back to the chapel to finish conference
with some of our investigators. And it was wonderful to be with all of them
during the talk of Joaquin E Costa, who was baptized into the church in Buenos Aires,
Argentina. There was a real connection between the investigators and the speakers’
conversion story and testimony, as he talked directly to those investigators. I
do not just think this, but I know, because one women named Yessica Perez, who
has been investigatig the church for a bit a time, with tears in her eyes, said
that she wanted to take things seriously and be baptized in this church. There
was a powerful spirit in that room. And she continues to come to church, by bus,
solo, because her husband is in jail. She does take this seriously, because
she comes with her two newly born twins in her arms, and 3 other children
following her.
It’s really a great experience to know these people. And it
is such a wonderful week, to remember our savior Jesus Christ, I want to let
you know that I do know he lives. And I thank my father in heaven with all of
my heart for reminding me of that knowledge. When I feel the same familiar
loving spirit that I had always felt in our home, in the church across the
world in the country of Argentina.
I love you.
Elder Greene
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