Your mission is preparation. It is your school to eternity.- Spencer W. Kimball

This is a Trevelin - the very southern part of our Mission

Every week Steve receives letters from our missionaries.  It's a great chance for them to tell us how things are going and what they need help with.   Every 6 weeks we have what we call a transfer.  We receive new missionaries and missionaries who have finished their service leave.  We had a very big Transfer this last week with lots of new missionaries and lots of missionaries completing their service. 

Here is glimpse of the great young people we get to work with every day:

Well President, I felt a shake up coming, but I didn’t think I would be going, I admit. Thank you for placing me here. I have come to love this area, this ward, this language, this country, and my Father in Heaven more during my 3 and a little months here. I am so excited for what's next!! I hope i was able to bless the service and lives of my missionaries here in the Roca district, i sure did try my best. It is sad to leave, my first area in Argentina. I called Fernando today and for the first time wept in Spanish. His conversion is a continuation of what I consider the greatest miracle of my life: the revelations that led to prepare me for this call. I entered a Spanish 1 class 5 months before receiving my call because the Lord was preparing me for him. The fruit of this labor is joy, and I felt that greatly during this transfer. Funny how that same joy turns into tears! Thank you so much President. This is just the beginning. I sure love you and Hermana Pennington!  President!! Lead the way! I'll follow as close as I can!

This a story told to me by one of our missionaries.   Here is a glimpse of the beautiful people of Argentina:

For a lunch appointment this last week at a members house while my companion and I finished the thirty minute walk planning what we should focus on sharing with them for a spiritual message as we walk up to their grey, hand built brick house with beaming smiles. As we sat down to eat I noticed that there were only three plates on the table, one for me, my companion, and their son. While we ate and talked with them they drank their Mate tea and listened. We left them with a message and a prayer and walked back out onto the dirt roads of Zapala. As I squinted into the cold wind of the afternoon my companion turned to me and asked, “Did you notice that they didn’t eat?”. “Yeah” I responded a little solemnly, he then replied ¨Here in Argentina when people do not have much and are very humble they still want the missionaries to come over and eat even if they feel they cannot afford the extra food, so instead of eating themselves they will sit and drink their Mate¨. The rest of the walk home passed by in silence as I thought about the experience I had just had and the purest example of humility I have ever seen.