Week 3 at the MTC

I am in a new zone and district and all my MTC box has changed, my address is still all the same but it is box # 86 now instead of 294, so send stuff to box #86, and I love letters, just throwing that in there.

This week has gone by so fast, it seems like it was just P-day and I was just sending an email. The language has been coming along really well, the intermediate class is really hard, the teachers only speak in Spanish to us, all the time, but it is really helping. Yesterday my companion and I taught our first lesson in Spanish. We managed to go the whole day only speaking in Spanish, that was really fun. We made a goal in our district to make Monday el día del español and it really helps. Every time we would talk to anyone that doesn't speak Spanish one of us had to say what we wanted in Spanish and the other one would translate. It really helps speaking and comprehension too. I've tried to learn some Guaraní also, but I'm really just focusing on Spanish right now. I'm going to need it but the only way to learn Guaraní is to speak Spanish so I think I am going to leave that mostly until I get there. Guarani is fun to learn though, it is a nasil language. The words are kind of weird to pronounce, and really hard, but it is so fun. The only thing I really know how to say right now is how are you, which is Mbe'échapa (pronounced em-by-eh-sha-pa), but I am trying to learn more. The Hermana here that is from my mission I told you about gave me a whole list of words I've been trying to use, but I think I'm just mostly sticking to Spanish now, once I master that Guaraní will be a whole lot easier.
This week has been a super spiritual uplifting week for me, we were able to go to the referal center a lot this week and make calls, and that is always fun. I actually had one really cool experience, I got three outgoing calls in a row calling to see if they received their Book of Mormons they ordered. All three people pretty much blasted me with how I would be condemned because of the things I was going to teach. I remembered many scriptures I learned in seminary but I didn't use any of them, all I did was bear a solemn testimony of the things I personally know to be true. All of them seemed pretty impressed with how open-minded I was with them and willing to listen. At the end of the conversations none of them wanted to change but there was definately mutual respect. Through all of this I was kind of getting discouraged, yet these people without even knowing were strenghtening my testimony. I found it so amazing how much truth they knew, and how much good they believed in, and how stubborn they were over one specific issue, and it seemed like the same for all of them, that Jesus couldn't be the son of God because only a sacrifice of a god would be good enough to save mankind. It was really hard to see such, what seemed like to me, good people so close to the truth and pushing so hard against it. It was frustrating. So I kept making calls and was just about to leave (most of the time people just don't pick up, this seemed to happen a lot after all this) and right when it was time to go I decided to call one more person. I called to see if he had got his Book of Mormon and he said he had and I just started to bear my testimony to him about the power the Book has and the peace we receive from it. The very first thing he said back was, "Don't worry, I think we are both on the same page, just give me a little time to read it." I was so excited, I just had person after person tell me how bad I am and was going to give up. Now I have an investigator I am going to call back at the end of this week to see how it went, and how he felt when he prayed. I am just so amazed by this work, at how real it is and the power it brings to me in teaching it. I wouldn't give this experience away for anything and I know without a doubt I am doing what is right. Teaching this gospel already has brought me closer to it and I can't wait to see the joy it will bring to others.