Translation- A boy named Marcos
Where to start?
Well, first of all, Happy Birthday, Megan! You’re 22 now which means that I’m old… ha-ha! In remembrance and celebration, I will sing the Taylor Swift song. I will sing it all day and also make a translation of it ha-ha and dance as much as I am allowed to… 🙂 (Love you, Sis!)
This week was a week FULL of miracles, and felicidades to be here in the mission. It started with 3 days in a row of divisions with Sister G. Santos, I love her, and it ended with spending 3 days with my dear companion, I also love her too. And the week ended with Marcos going to church! He understands the gospel and our messages SUPER WELL and I am so happy to be working with him.
There was a man who asked me if I was from Rio Grande Do Sul (in the south ) and I said yes (oops) and he believed me but also he was drunk and we all started laughing so hard, and in that same hour there was a man who was desperately calling to us ” Good morning, good morning, GOOD MORNING, EXCUSE ME GOOD MORNING!” And that’s just one example of the sort of fun we have here in the streets.
I completed 9 months, and can’t believe that its passing but I’m happy to stay here for 9 more. And just I’m happy. I love you all, and miss you all!!
Have Faith have hope, live like his son, help Others on their way! What does he ask? Live like his son!