Tuesday, August 25, 2015


Buen Día a todos!

At the Zoo
It's been a good work week here in Sáenz Peña and like any good week in the mission, we had lots of fun.
Lemme just tell you all about Andres. We've been teaching Andres basically since we got here to Sáenz Peña. He was an investigator of the previous Hermanas. He. Is. AWESOME. He's super smart and wants to learn. He wants to understand. And he has so much faith. He came to church last week and this week, he stayed through the second hour. Hermana Beckstead and I taught about repentance and he really liked it. He's feeling the spirit really strong. Now he just needs to realize what it is he's feeling. Haha. But teaching him has been a lot of fun. It's been a challenge, but that's what makes the work interesting. He has some obstacles to overcome, but we've seen his faith grow and we know that he'll overcome all of it.

That's the best part of the work: seeing people overcome the trials they face with the faith they've obtained. The Gospel is true. It has power to change lives. Just as it has changed mine. So much of it comes from the Book of Mormon. I cant't stress enough how important the Book of Mormon is. It has power. It's real. It's true. That's where conversion comes from. Anyway. Sorry this week was so short. Monday comes and my mind goes blank. I guess I need to start writing my emails before Monday so they're more interesting.
Group at the zoo.

I know Christ lives. He performed the Atonement to give us the chance to start over. It DOES have enabling power. It makes us stronger. Christ paid the price so that we wouldn't have to. All because He love us.
Sending lots of love,

Hermana Hein

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Manna in the Wilderness

Well... It was a looongg week here in Argentina. Lots of rain. Lots of sniffly noses. But... here we are at P-day at last.

This past week, I had to return to Resistencia to do my visa papers again. So all of Tuesday was spent in the big city with Hna. Tello. Who also had to go. It was good to hang out with her again and we had a fun, if a little annoying side quest. On the way back up to Saenz Pena, our bus broke down on the highway. Which took another hour out of journey. They had to send another bus out to come pick us up. But we had to sit there and wait for it. Oh well. Part of the adventure I suppose. Speaking of adventure, on the mission, you have tons of opportunities to meet interesting new people. Let me just tell you about our run in with "Crusty Old Man" as Hermana Beckstead and I like to call him.

Me and Hermana Beckstead
About two weeks ago, we were out in the street, knocking on doors, talking to everyone we could. Peering down the street, we saw an old man staring at us from his lawn chair, mate cup dangling loosely from his fingers. "Let's talk to that guy." I said. So we did. Or at least... we tried to. Upon introducing ourselves to the man, he began to yell at us, telling us that we weren't going to change anything and that no matter how much he'd prayed, nothing ever changed and his whole body still hurt. No matter how hard we tried to testify to the man of the power of the Atonement, he wouldn't listen, letting his crusty exoskeleton resist our attempts at testimony and scriptures. Finally, we decided to give up the fight. We weren't going to get anywhere. We exhorted him to humble himself and come unto Christ and we left.

Hna. Beckstead had written about this encounter in her weekly email and had received a reply from her dad, who told her to go back and give the man a soda or something. Well... walking past the man's house the other day, we decided to take up his challenge. We headed to the nearest kiosco (which was across the street) and bought a roll of vanilla cookies ironically named after the legendary bread Moses and the children of Israel received in the wilderness: Manna. We grit our teeth and headed over to the man's house, handing him the cookies through the window before he could say anything. "WAIT!" he yelled out after us. "What is this?" He asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. We just thought to buy you some cookies." Hna. Beckstead replied nervously.
The man's face softened and he gave us an almost smile. "Wow." he said. "There are still good people in the world." He pointed upwards, to the heavens and declared, "This is a gift from above!"
Hna. Beckstead and I were shocked. His entire demeanor had changed. One small act of kindness showed this crusty old man that God really was looking out for him. And while, this form of manna may not have been his only form of nourishment, it certainly worked for his spiritual nourishment. Receiving that gift from above rekindled his hope in people. It was pretty cool.

Shoes named after me
Of the other events that took place this week, none really have much significance. We've been teaching a law student named Andres and he finally came to church on Sunday. He's been having some trouble with faith, trusting that the Lord will help him work out his trials. But, he's coming along. We taught him about Adam and Eve and agency and the reason bad things happen, which was a concern of his. He seemed to understand better.

Missionary work gives one the chance to learn so much about the Gospel. It's a real blessing. As I've studied for investigators, I've learned new principles and received new spiritual light myself. And I'm so grateful for that time I have to study the scriptures everyday. I have grown to know the Savior through the Book of Mormon and through prayer. And it's been amazing to see others come to that same knowledge through the acts of their own faith. The church is true. Christ lives.

Hermana Hein

Monday, August 10, 2015

Don't Walk, RUN!

Well... mission life continues. Here we are after another eventful week in Sáenz Peña. This week provided us the opportunity to head to Resistencia for Consejo. Consejo is always the actual best. And this time, was even better. We were privileged to have the presence of Hna. Scadlock's family there. It was incredible. I can't even express the amount of faith that family has. They were each given a moment to share their testimonies and it was one of the most spiritually powerful moments I've experienced on my mission. Wow. I'm just in awe of that family.
At Consejo

Here is a wonderful, faithful family, who have experienced something so so difficult, and yet their faith in the Lord; a faith that easily could have been shaken by the tragedy they experienced, remains unshaken, if not even stronger. They're such an incredible example to me, and to so many others. They each bore powerful testimonies of the Plan of Salvation and the reality of the Atonement. Hna. Scadlock's little siser Taylor, shared a simple testimony that left everyone in the room in tears. The Spirit was like a thick fog hanging in the room.

I too, know that the Plan of Salvation is real. And that this life isn't everything. We WILL live again, thanks to Jesus Christ. I know He lives. I know He gave His life so we wouldn't have to be alone in these difficult moments. He loves us. And although, sometimes, we may not understand exactly why certain things happen, if we put our faith in Him and in His perfect Plan of Happiness, we can come to an understanding that all things will be made right when He comes again. I love the Lord. I know He's there. I can't deny it.
Hermana Nakken and all who have been her companions.
Minus the Elders in the photo bombing in the back.
That's why I'm still here. Honestly, if I didn't believe that Christ lived, I wouldn't still be in Argentina. But every single day gives me a new opportunity to see His hand. I've witness so many small miracles here. It's the best.

One thing about Sáenz Peña... we're just a struggling little branch. Even though there's tons of baptized members here. But the 20-30 faithful members we DO have, are AWESOME. Let's just take a look at President Avalos for a moment. He's the branch president. Every week, he makes an hour and a half long journey here to Sáenz Peña to be at church. Not just an hour and a half in a car. Oh no. He doesn't have a car. He doesn't even have a moto. He drives a HORSE CART to church every week. For an HOUR AND A HALF. If that's not the most boss thing you've ever heard I don't know what is. Yeah our branch president is sweet.
Hermana Beckstead and me.
Also. We have a number of youth in the ward that host a volleyball activity at the church several times a week that has given a ton of non-member youth the chance to get to know the church a little bit. Hna. Beckstead and I are working hard to gain the confidence of the members and help them build up the kingdom here in Sáenz Peña. There's so much work to be done here and so much potential. I'd never quite understood the importance of working with members, but here, I've come to realize just how key the members are to this work.

I love the mission. I've learned a ton and still have 8 more months to learn even more. Never forget the love the Christ has for all of us. He lives. He is the Savior of the world. Keep the faith.

Con cariño,
Hermana Hein

Monday, August 3, 2015

White wash week 1: Success‏

That's right. We killed it this week. Hermana Beckstead and I got right to work and haven't stopped since.

Whitewashing is interesting... You have almost zero knowledge of what's going on in the area and exactly zero knowledge of where things are. So you just kind of go outside and start talking to people. In a way, it's nice because it gives you an excuse to talk to people: "Excuse me, we're looking for such and such address. Can you help us?" Boom. In the door. Too easy. And we've actually met a lot of cool people. Apparently, Sáenz Peña hasn't had a baptism in 7 months. But we're going to change that.

This week provided us with a number of interesting encounters with the elderly. First, there were the two old people who's first reaction to seeing the two North American girls at their gate was pure terror. The man, through a mouthful of bread and milk, cried out, "I don't have my documents!" and the second old lady, physically trembling with fear, mumbled something indistinct under her breath about not wanting us there. Oh... Okay. Haha. Then, there was the 99 year old grandma of a new investigator who decided to take a midday stroll down the street, yelling at the band of misfit dogs running around her. "FUEEERRRRAAA!!!" We decided that she probably shouldn't be out on her own and went to her aid. Let's not forget about old lady number 4, whom we'd spotted attempting to cross the street late last night. She was hobbling around with naught but her cane, trying to get to church. "We'll call you a taxi." we suggested. As we led her over to the curb to wait for the taxi, she stares up at me from under her eyebrows and says, "What nice teeth you have..." *Witch Cackle* "Uh... thanks..." From the moment we'd called the cab, to the moment it came, every car or moto that passed got screeched at by the old lady. "TAKE ME TO THE CHURCH!!" Finally, the taxi came and we were on our way once more... It was an interesting week.

We are still loving the area and the work we've had here. We know there's a lot to be done and we're happy to lend our services. We just want to work until we fall over from exhaustion. So that's what we're going to do. This week will bring some new adventures as we have to go to Resistencia for Consejo and probably should do divisions. We'll see. No one's really sure what's going to happen. But we're excited.

Lots of Love,
Hermana Hein