I wont give up - Jason Mraz

Look at this beauty. This is un parque en San Martin.  Argentina has been a wonderful place to be.  The Allisons have been saints.  We have been here for three days. I have already babysat Jett and finished a book.  Jett and I are good room buddies.  My Brother-in-law, Rick, hasn't had to go into work yet. Blessings are happening left and right! Today, we went to San Martin by Subway---Subte. It was mine and Jett's first time. It wasn't scary at all. People aren't talkative on a Subte though. No matter, we had each other. We played in the park for an hour, then went to get McFlurries at McDonald's. We shared a Dulce de Leche and a Toblerone. Delicioso! We walked around seeing a harp street performer, plenty of construction, and a man singing Elton John in English. Now we are home hanging out until dinner. 

It is an honour to be here. I know I need to be here. I do not want to leave. I do have a concern; However, it's not very big. Why am I here? Who am I suppose to help? What am I suppose to learn? How am I suppose to help? I feel like more of a financial burden. Three adults were great on travel day. I feel like I am crowding now. Luckily my health is fair.  The Lord is directing me on what to focus my energies on. The times I read and zone out, my mind is scattered on tribulations back home. One day at a time is a good standard.  I know if I didn't have the gospel of Jesus Christ, I would be lost. All trials have their purpose. I have a purpose.  The Lord knows what that is and all I have to do is ask in prayer. Spanish will come in time. The purpose will be shown in His time. His way or Satan's way --MTC mission president.