Balconies

Hey everyone! I don't have a ton of time this week. We had some missionaries come down from Madrid so we spent the day running around the old part of the city with them going to museums and such. We checked out an old catapult and torture museum which was super cool. I'll try to keep this fairly brief.

I chose one of my favorite songs to listen to before I left for my subject this week. It's by Paper Route, and says in the chorus, "And for every wound, there's a hill to climb. Can we reach that height? Reach that height?" Sometimes the work can feel like a series of hills to climb, both physically and mentally/emotionally. Especially these last few weeks. We have had a lot of lessons fail us recently with potential investigators. The question at the end of those few lines of the song always comes to my mind through the harder times though. Can we reach that height? The work is almost always a matter of overcoming the personal struggles we have, brushing the dust off our shoulders, and moving on with hope. Although this last month or so we've had trouble getting the work going here, we'll just keep trying new things until we find something that works for us. 

We found out this past week that Fabricio moved to Arenjuez, which is actually my cousin's area, so we won't be teaching him anymore. It's nice to know that he'll be in good hands. We finally met with Mauro and got him on a baptismal date for the end of the month. It may be hard preparing him for it since he doesn't have much time with work, but we'll be pushing ourselves to make sure he can be ready. Other than that, we've just be in full on finding mode. Our plan for the next couple weeks is to try and visit some more pueblos. We'll see how it goes.

Well, that ended up being a little longer than I thought it would, so you're welcome for that hahaha. Despite the struggles we have, there's still no other place in the world I would rather be than in Spain. I love you all and I'll talk to you guys next week!

Hasta Luego,

Elder Penner 🇪🇸

Pictures:

1. Giant Roman battering ram from the catapult museum. (I named him Phil)

2. Torture chair🤙

The rest are on my camera which is dead. I am bad sorry.