Jonas came to church again this week, he´s still on track to get baptized the 8th of December, which is a national holiday here in Paraguay. It is the day of the Virgin of Caacupe, when all the Catholics collectivo/drive/walk/bike/
This week we ate at the house of the Familia Portillo and I started to eat a bite of a mango that one of the little daughters gave me and the mom told me to stop eating it because it wasn´t ripe and apparently they have a bunch of acid in them when they're not ripe. I got a little blister on my lip. It was kinda annoying.
My new comp mentions how much he likes to eat frogs whenever we talk to a member, so I don´t know how I feel about that. The good thing is the members always say guacala when he mentions it, which just means eeeewww, and its just super funny when they say guacala, I don´t know why. We are trying to get a new house in Salado because the mission doesn´t like there to be 4 elders in one house. I'm kinda hoping the paperwork doesn´t get worked completely out until I leave, becasue then I´d have to pack and move one more time before I leave.
We talked to Hermano Britez the first counselor in the bishopric, and he shared his conversion story as always, but it´s really awesome and I ´ve heard it like 5 times, so I though t I´d pass it along,
He said that he moved to Salado about 12 years ago and saw the missionaries. He described them as Amercians with white shirts and tags and always wondered what they were doing in Limpio because I guess Americans aren´t usually outsie of the capital. He went on to say that he´s tried pretty much all the churches here in Paraguay, and that after a while of seeing the missionaries on collectivos and stuff he got a feeling that he needed to talk with one of them. He prayed that night and asked that he could talk with the Americans. Then the very next day they knocked on his door. There were only missionaries living in the centro of Limpio then too. Salado wasn´t even it´s own area with it´s own missionaries yet, and there wasn't a chapel in Salado, which is about 30 minutes away by collectivo. I just really like his testimony.
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Julia- I haven´t gotten anything on my nametag really ever, besides rain or dirt. Most people in Paraguay just wear zapatillas (flip flops), and only because of pique and glass thats lying around places. One hard thing to get used to is a lot of the times they just expect you to open their gate and come in, which still just feels wierd to me so I don´t do it that often, unless they talk quiet.
Kami-they do celebrate Christmas, its just wierd cuz it´s hot. Some people have Christmas trees, and threre is Santa here. We eat pasta once or twice a week.
Dad-that´s awesome about the house. Just keep trying to visit the inactive family, just so that they have to reject the gospel instead of being able to forget about it. When we visit someone who just speaks Guarani we say stuff like ¿crees en nandejara? or other basic stuff like that and just try to see if they´re interested, and sometimes we struggle through lesson 1, so they can feel the Spirit. Then we bring a member the next lesson or nothing will happen. They recently paved the one main road in my area, so there´s one paved road now. Most are impedrado or dirt. you avoid dog bites by watching them with your eyes until they back down or you are at a safe distance.
Mom- Sometimes I think I got sent to this mission because it was the only one I would be able to handle. I´ll say more about that next week, but you´ll need to remind me. Picking a favorite day would be just too hard. Probably Saturday because that´s when baptisms happen. The picture of the fish I sent wasn´t poisonous. I can send a picture of a posionous one next week if you´d like. I´m running short on time I have posion oak pills, and I´ve taken them already.

