Muy Fuego🔥🔥
My Spanish teacher says it's better to say que padre instead but it doesn't sound as cool. She won't teach us anymore slang sadly.
Spanish is hard, I always thought missionaries just figured out the language and it clicks instantly. That's not at all what happens. It's a lot of studying and a lot of mistakes you just laugh at for making. Teaching is interesting, it's difficult but I feel decent about it. Sometimes I'm completely stumped and don't know what to say at all, but I always got my goat Elder Morrell next to me, so if I fail I don't fail alone. Just kidding we do pretty great teaching together or at least I think we do.
Spiritual thought: An elder in my district made a comment about how the ccm is kind of like Lehi's dream. Within the insanely crazy city, there's a sanctuary of the Lord. The ccm is like the tree of life, all around it is the city and that's like the great and spacious building. Now I'm not saying Mexico city is full of sin and bad stuff. What I'm trying to say is in this crazy city that I swear never sleeps (there's always loud music, loud bangs, and other things). I get to be in this place that is so full of the spirit, surrounded by so many people who love Jesus. There is peace, so much peace here. At times it can be a little stressful because I'm learning how to speak a completely new language, I can turn to Christ and find so much comfort that I have never felt in my life here.
There is peace in this gospel, if you stay on that narrow path and hold onto the rod of iron you can find that eternal peace and happiness.
Until next week, adiós 🫡
Be happy you got my email this week, i had to put everyone of them in by typing on this terrible phone lol



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