Hola!
I'm really sorry to be replying so late but trust me, I don't like it either. What happened was we had a zone meeting in the morning in Cordoba, the capital which is about an hour and a half away. It was super fun, we played soccer and ate Argentina style pigs in a blanket. But than we had to leave early cause we scheduled an appointment with an investigator because it was the only time they could in the middle of P day, which we had planned before we knew we had to go to Cordoba for the meeting. Anyways, we got to the bus terminal in Cordoba just to find out that the next bus was at four which is a problem when the appointment was at 430 and the ride is an hour and a half. Ya we missed the visit even though we tried to call them as well. So we came
back and went to another appointment we had and taught a lesson and now we are writing home. Not a fan of this split of crazy traveling P day but it was super fun to be with the zone. It's weird becuase in this zone we only have 8 latinos which is weird because in the last zone was the opposite with only a few gringos. I'll be honest, I miss being surrounded by latino missionaries. It really helps the spanish.
Anyways let me tell you about this little town, Oncativo. It's little, and a lot of the people have heard about or have talked to missionaries before, but we are working hard to find the hidden treasures of those that are ready. We started working with this old investigator, Juan and ran into some trouble. He is an old grandpa but he lives alone and for this we can't enter his house to teach but we can teach him out in his yard. So we passed by on Tuesday and it was raining and thought we could at least make an appointment for later. But he wanted us to enter his house because that's what the hermanas before did. So we tried to explain that it was a rule and he was all offended thinking it was a lack of respect. So the next day we went by with the district
leaders in case we had to enter the house and they tried to explain as well. Which went over pretty well. Or so we thought till we went by again and he was mad saying that our boyfriends had said we can't enter his house. Talk about a confussion! So we explained again and taught him a lesson. Then we went by the next day and he asked us to enter his house again and got really offended and said it was because of those muchacos and he doesn't want us to come by again. We were really shocked. And it's hard because we are dying to teach him but we don't know what else to do. We just pray that his heart will be softened and that we can continue to teach him outside. And for me, it's a trial of faith that in this difficult area we need miracles and
for this we need to be obedient and have faith that this will work out in the Lords time and that maybe the miracle won't be with him but it will be in this work.
We are working hard to do everything we can and know that God is with us helping us. We've had hard days but we still see the miracles and blessings that are happening.
In this town we walk because it's small about 30 min end to end by foot, and the church is in an old house turned into church. This ward has a lot of great members and we just need to help guide them and get them involved in this work. Well I don't have much time but I love you all and hope that you take the time to recognize the blessings in your life this week because we are truly blessed every day.
Con mucho amor,
Hna Potrie
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