Querida familia y amigos!

This week went great. The mission field is so much different than the MTC. It´s definitely taken some time to get used to the schedule and the lifestyle of a missionary. It´s great, I really do love it out here, it just takes some getting used to. Especially after the initial shock of being in a new country with a new people wears off. There's a quote that I love that says *Courage is having strength to press on, after the emotion has passed.* Wow, how true that is! Take New Year's Resolutions for example... we start out our goals with all this excitement and determination at the beginning. Then the excitement fades and so do our goals. The mission is different because you receive blessings, and I can truly feel the love that the Lord has for me as I discipline myself and work hard. So in that sense I love the mission. It's not easy and there have been days where I know I didn't give my all and it eats me up inside. As my Branch President in the MTC said: *The ONLY intelligent decision you can make on your mission, is to truly turn your heart to the Lord. Be there to do WHATEVER he asks you to do.* I´m trying to do that every day out here. It´s hard... the natural man inside me is pretty stubborn and doesn't want to do that, but my goal out here is to *put off that natural man, and become a saint.* Because I know that's the only intelligent decision I can make, and that the Lord will bless me.

I´ll get off the soap box for a sec haha. Let me tell you guys a bit about my daily life here in the mission:

Every day I get woken up by a crying cat outside of our house. Literally every day. I´m never quite sure what is happening to that cat... or why in the blazes it would be making such terrible noises at 5am... but it continues to do so. It sounds a bit like *ow...ow..OW OW...ow...OWOWOWOW.* The cats here are weird and each one increases my belief that cats are Satan's little helpers. There is this other cat that will sit up on the wall outside of our house near a water silo (I think it's called a silo). I don't see it too often, but when I do, it's only for a brief second. I will look up while I'm walking into the house at the end of the day and see it staring at me. Then when I do a double take it pulls a Batman on me and disappears. Super creepy. There is another cat that will sneak into our trash and eat the food. Luckily we have a slingshot in our house... that usually gets the job done.

Spanish is going well. I´m getting used to the accent and am able to understand the majority of conversations. My brain and my tongue are adapting pretty well to full time Spanish as well. I'ts hilarious when people find out I am American, because for some reason they seem to feel the need to translate everything they say in Spanish for me, using the small amount of terrible English they have. Even though I understood everything they said in Spanish the first time. Then I reply in Spanish and it kind of takes them off guard. haha! It reminds me of Better Off Dead: *French breeead...french tooooast....french fries...and Peru!* Haha for some reason everyone seems to feel the need to show me how much English they know. They say something to me in English like *Hello, how you are?* and look at me after like I should be super impressed. So I just smile and give them the thumbs up, and in my head I´m like *wow.. you did it buddy.* I had an investigator proceed to inform me of every bad word they knew in English the other day... super :) Haha... they thought it was cool, and I can't really get mad at them so the whole time I'm like *oh..yep..oh wow...ooo awesome..yep you really should'nt say that one...uh huh, great.*

This past week we sprayed the house for fleas and bed bugs, or *pulgas* as they're called here. I haven't had any problems yet, thank the heavens, but the other elders have in the past. So hopefully the pesticide will keep that blessing running strong. Then later in the week our house flooded because the drains in the bathroom clogged up. We had *caca agua* every where (as Elder Pilacios called it). Pretty disgusting, but we got it all cleaned up ok. After we finished, Elder Pilacios looked at me, smiled, and said *Ciao pulgas..ciao caca.* haha!

Today for P-day we went hiking up on this sweeet mini mountain. It was actually super cool and the view was amazing. It was so refreshing. We stopped and ate lunch and sang hymns at the top. Super cool experience.

*La Serranita.* Where we hiked.

 Elder Moraes, me, Sister Chesler and her companion

Selfie with Elder Pilacios

 Such a cool view!

So beautiful! Reminds me of North Carolina

Everything is going well and I´m trying to work hard. There are a lot of missionaries that are unfortunately pretty lazy. It's sad to see that there are so many wasting the Lord's time and it takes extra effort and determination to set an example and not be one of them. I never want to end up like that on my mission. Two years is not that long and it would be a crime to waste it. The Lord promises that if we serve with unwearyingness (Heleman 15 I think?), then He will bless us forever. I love what Mark Tycksen told me before I left: *You only have two years to serve and the rest of your life to think about it. No regrets.* I want to be able to return with honor and know that I didn't hold anything back from the Lord.

I love this work, and I love serving others. It tears me apart to see people reject the gospel and it takes a lot of effort to not take them by the shoulders and shake them saying *Do you not understand what you're missing out on??* The Gospel makes me so happy, and I want everyone to have that same happiness. I know that if we are obedient, the Lord will guide us to those who are prepared to hear the word. What a joyful word it is!

I love you all. Mosiah 2:41

And moreover, I would desire that ye should consider on the blessed and happy state of those that keep the commandments of God. For behold, they are blessed in all things, both temporal and spiritual; and if they hold out faithful to the end they are received into heaven, that thereby they may dwell with God in a state of never-ending happiness. O remember, remember that these things are true; for the Lord God hath spoken it.

Elder Jolley

P-day Futbol

Celebrating a birthday with the Liquin Family

 

Cool tag pic. Everyone needs at least one.

Hello everyone!

Wow. I love this country and this people and the mission is awesome. I have to be quick, but I will try to include some good details.

After a long 11 hour flight of terrible airplane sleep we arrived in Argentina last Tuesday at about 10 am. It´s a bit chilly here but not too bad. Probably the same as your average warm winter day in Utah. The nights get pretty chilly.

The first hour was crazy. Our group of about 20 all scrambling through the airport. The people here are so beautiful and I could tell the accent right of the bat, it was like music to my ears haha! The people speak so fast and I had just gotten off the plane and was super tired so I already couldn't tell which way was up... the Spanish side of my brain was fried. Plus, the last few days in the MTC we had been speaking English almost constantly. Ha, we went through customs and the lady in the window started asking me questions in Spanish (at least I think it was Spanish). I said huh probably 3 times before she finally said in English *your. flight. number.* haha I felt pretty dumb. Then after customs we got out into the main lobby of the airport. A man named Javier from the Argentina MTC approached us and led us out to some colectivos. Some men helped us get our luggage in the back of the bus and we boarded. When I got on the bus I saw one of the men walking around collecting money. I figured at first that it was bus fee or something, and that he had mostly 10s in his hand. I only had a 10 and two 20's with me so I pulled out my 10 and gave it to him. Then the other man with him said *tip for me too.* ohh boy..so I pulled out my 20 and told him they could split it if he gave me the 10 back. All he said was *yes that is fine,* took the 20, and hopped off the bus before I could say anything. whaaaat? my first hour in Argentina and I'm already getting (as Ryan would say) ´swindled and pimped´ haha. shoot. I got so much crap from all the other missionaries on the bus ride.

The bus took us to another airport, where we would fly out to our separate areas. On the ride over we heard Hermana Doyel say *oh my gosh..ew.* so clearly we all look to see what the *ew* was. Out the window we see this man straight up mooning the freeway and taking a number 2. WHAT. Haha I laughed so hard. I love this country already ;)

We got to the other airport and (while keeping a good eye on my wallet and listening for the word *tip*) waited for about 8 hours for our flight to Bahia Blanca. During our wait we bought some empanadas, alfajors, and some ravioli. Yum! We (Elder Tannyhill, Elder Price, and I) also took a walk outside of the airport along this huge brown river that we thought was the ocean haha. I was super glad to find out it was a river cause at first I was like *brown ocean?? What is this world coming too?* It's still bad.. but not as bad.

We took a 45 min flight to Bahia Blanca and were greeted by our mission president and a few of the office Elders. Man it was a sight for sore eyes! I love my mission president. He and his wife are the bomb.com.

We went to a chapel and were greeted with a feast of empanadas! The Lord does answer prayers everybody. :) By this time my brain was working in Spanish again and I was chatting it up with all the office Elders. They were all like *Ohh Elder! Usted habla espanol re bien!* haha it made me feel a little better about myself after the struggle in the airport.

The next day we had a little bit of training and met our new companions! My comp is Elder Moraes and he´s from North Brazil. He´s a great guy and we get along super well. He has only 5 months left in the mission and he is a bit trunky at times... but for the most part he's a good missionary. I'm trying to set an example of exact obedience because I know it's super important. It's hard at times and I need to force myself to stay focused sometimes, but I know it will pay off. I don´t want to be a lazy missionary.

We are serving in Mar Del Plata! (Everyone who has served in Argentina is now laughing at this point of the email). ha It's a bit sketchy at times, but I love the people here and it's been awesome. We live with two Elders named Elder Pilacios and Elder Kleinman. Elder Pilacios is from Cali, Columbia and is probably the most friendly person I have ever met. He is so happy all the time and will look at me every now and then and just say *hehe...Elder Jolley..* ha! I´m never quite sure how to respond to that, but it's hilarious. It's soo weird being around people that literally don't know any English. I'm fine to speak Spanish all the time, but I'm just not completely used to it yet. There are times when I forget that I'm the only American and I just think that we are all doing a huge SYL challenge or something. There's been a couple times where in my head I'm like *ok guys jokes over... back to English for a sec.* ha, one night I asked some Elders in Spanish *does anyone here speak English* and Elder Pilacios looks at me and goes *I...am...Elder Pilacios.* Haha. That was all I could get out of him. Most people think I am from the states or Uruguay and some have thought Argentina too. Until I speak haha. My companion says I speak really well for a new missionary, but I still have that *Yankee* (or as the Argentines say: *Shankee*) accent behind it. As of right now I feel great about the language and can chat with people pretty well. It's so fun.

There are SO many dogs here. I´m starting to think that humans are the minority in Argentina haha. It's ridiculous. Most of the dogs are actually pretty friendly and cool, but every now and then you get the nasty three legged zombie dog that wants to rip out your throat. Super cute.

The food is delicious. I don´t eat as much as I usually would. Mostly because breakfast and dinner don't exist here haha. I haven't eaten anything gross at all. I am being super careful to only drink filtered water and stay healthy haha. So far my stomach is still in one piece :)

The people here are super friendly and I have loved every second with them. The people are seriously what makes the mission worth while. That's an obvious statement, but it's true. Every time I serve or teach, it helps me to forget about myself and my problems. I love it and it makes me so happy. It was amazing to be at church yesterday with all these cute Argentine members. Everyone is so positive and friendly. Even amidst their trials and the difficult conditions of their lives or houses or families. They set such a good example of Christlike love. 

I´m so happy, and fairly healthy ;) (that's a joke mom.. I'm fine)

I love you all and I love Argentina. 

Elder Jolley (the shankee Argentine)

 Dinner at the Liquin house (members)

Me with my pals Damian (left) and Gonzado (right)

Antonela was baptized yesterday! Not my investigator, but it was awesome to witness.

 All the new missionaries at the mission home. Sister Cifuentes throwing up the peace sign in the back. haha!

Me with the familia Requelme. We did service at their house on Friday. They're hilarious. They have three kids. Franco (not in pic), Jocsan (left), and Enzo (the little guy in front). They´re my favorite. 

*re loco* pic with the familia Requelme.

 Made chicken pizzas. Me and Elder Moraes

 Me with a member named Ivan. He has attended some of our lessons, and did the baptism yesterday.

Selfie with Jocsan, Enzo, and Elder Moraes. These guys make me laugh so hard.

Hola familia y amigos! Como les va :)

This week was insane. I don't even know where to begin. There's been so many changes as Monday approaches and as we prepare to leave! We had our last lessons with Hermano Garcia and Hermana White. They're both amazing and I've learned so much from them. I've seriously loved the MTC, but I can't WAIT to get to Argentina. I feel like this week has been a pivotal moment in my mission. I've really tried to improve and have felt a lot of growth in myself as a person and as a missionary. 

 We had our last lessons with our teachers this week. I scored with some awesome teachers, they're the best. Hermano Garcia and Hermana White.

After emailing you guys last week, we had a 4th of July devotional, where we heard from President Judd (I think he's a branch president. not sure). He talked about how this nation was organized and set apart specifically to bring forth the restoration of the gospel. I loved that and completely agree. I remember visiting Washington D.C. and feeling such a strong spirit as we visited the different monuments. Especially the Lincoln Memorial. Wow. I can't quote it exactly, but I love the story of Wilford Woodruff when he was visited in the temple by our forefathers and the men that helped to bring forth this nation, asking him to do their temple work for them. So cool.

After the devotional, we watched fireworks outside in the parking lot of the MTC. Wasn't the best view, but we were able to see the grand finale pretty well, which was cool. Pretty much every missionary was out in the parking lot, it was packed! As we were watching fireworks I started singing the star spangled banner, and one by one everybody joined in! It was so loud and super powerful. I felt so cool haha! Later we joined up with a big group of the samoan missionaries. They all do this shout that sounds like "JAHHH-WHO!!" Eventually everyone else was doing it and during the finale everyone was just screaming "Jaah-whoo!" like crazy. Haha it was so fun. Elder Arnold couldn't really figure out the scream so he just screamed as high as he could for like 5 mins straight. Everyone went quiet and looked around to see what the noise was, and Elder Arnold just kept going HAHA! Oh man I was laughing so hard. He's a character. Then the fireworks ended and we walked back to our dorms with this giant crowd of missionaries singing this SICK song that the samoans taught us. We were all clapping together and singing, and for a split second I forgot I was a white boy ;) haha it was awesome.

Elder Arnold and I with some guys in the new district on the 4th of July

Picture with our amigas Sister (Lebron) James on the left, and her companion Sister (Tom) Brady. We literally refer to them as Lebron James and Tom Brady :)

Sunday was great as always. We had fast and testimony meeting. It was fun to see all the new district bare their testimonies. Their Spanish was a little rusty haha, but they'll be fine :) I'd be interested to hear my testimony from the first Sunday to see if my Spanish was that bad haha. We had our temple walk, then later that night we had a devotional from Sister Jenny Oaks Baker (daughter of Elder Oaks). She is a nationally recognized violinist. She gave a really cool talk and performed about 5 different songs for us, accompanied by her 4 children (who are also musical prodigies). It was AMAZING. She played the violin beautifully, it was so impressive. They performed Amazing Graze, I Know That My Redeemer Lives, some Irish song that starts with "Believe Me", but I can't remember the rest, Prayer of the Children, and Love is Spoken Here. It was awesome. She has 3 girls. One played the violin, one played the piano, and the youngest played the cello. Then she has a little boy who played the "Costco guitar" haha! Kid's a stud. After the devotional we watched Meet the Mormons. I haven't seen it since it came out and I loved it. The story about the Mom who grew up homeless with her baby and ended up with a solid family in the gospel, including her son going on a mission was SO GOOD. It was pluckin my heart strings the whole time haha! 

I can't really remember Monday. I know we taught Ivan (Hmo Garcia) and then after Hermano Garcia gave us all a lesson on how to have an effective companionship study. Ha we needed that lesson cause our district seriously never does comp study. I've felt really confused about my studies in general. I can't seem to figure out how to have an effective study, I've tried to get advice from everyone but I just haven't been able to figure it out.

Tuesday morning we had study time until gym. I had had a cool conversation with Ryan and Hermana Ferrell the day before about studies, it really helped and I had an awesome personal study time, followed by a really good companionship study with Elder Arnold. It made my day go SO much better. There is real power in an effective study. We finished up with language study and took off to the field for soccer. Apparently you guys know that already cause Ryan sent some snapchats while he was supervising for us. I loove soccer. I played a lot better this last Tuesday than I have in the past... probably cause my studies went so good haha. It was a blast. After dinner on Tuesday I checked a mail and received an interesting package from my family... let's talk a bit about this package... 

So first I was all pumped cause packages are awesome. I recognized mom's handwriting so I knew it was from home. Then I open it up and see a CELL PHONE. I had no idea what was going on so I click a button and the screen lights up with a message saying "do you have the phone." AHH. I literally felt the color leave my face and I was probably hyperventilating a bit. What the heck guys? So I'm sitting there thinking either I'm in on some mission impossible gig. I throw the phone back in and shut the box so no one could see (even though I'm pretty sure Elder Arnold caught a glance cause he wouldn't stop staring at the box on the way back to class). Later I went through the box and saw your note saying it was a "go phone" (which didn't make me feel any more comfortable than I was... but whatever). So right now it's locked in my drawer and it ain't comin out until I leave on Monday haha. Thanks for the unnecessary temptations you guys ;) geez. 

Tuesday night we had our last choir practice. We sang "Faith of our Fathers." I wasn't to familiar with that song but I love it now. I'm sad to inform that I had another 'squeak' tragedy during practice. MAN it was bad, haha! I don't know what it is... I guess the Spirit just sends my vocal cords for a loop. Whoops!

Picture with our chorister Brother Eggett. I guess we aren't aloud to take pictures in 

the gym (too late) so we had to take the picture in an ugly broom closet.

After practice and our performance (which went well.. my voice cooperated, thankfully!), we had a sweet devotional from Elder Spencer J. Condie of the Seventy. He gave an awesome talk on the first vision. Then after we had a district review back at class, where I passed out ever-famous scotch-a-roos. It's interesting to see how many best friends you can make within thirty second of pulling out a bag of those haha. Sister Swenson was especially fond of them. She asked the ingredients and after I explained she said "Oh my heavens. Tell your mother she saved my life tonight." haha! what?

Wednesday I got to host again. Hosting is the BEST! The first kid I helped was the oldest in his family with two younger siblings. Their family was so cute and they were all bawling. When we took off he was all teary eyed, but after about 3 minutes of chatting with him and trying to talk him out of shock, he had a huge grin on his face and was all happy the rest of the time. It reminded me of myself. I was so excited for him. After that I helped out probably 6 more missionaries. It was a blast. Then after hosting I went to the gym to say goodbye to Ryan before he left to Oregon. That was weird and kinda hard, just cause I hate goodbyes, but it was fine. It's been cool to have him here with me at the MTC, but it will be nice to have complete separation from everything.

After dinner on Wednesday I received another package, I couldn't tell who it was from... at first a little worried I would open it to find a gun or something, you never know these days ;) So anyways I open it and find a betos burrito on top. Right away I was like "..Brayden.." haha! Also included was a random collection of photos, some cute notes from the happy couple, and other random things that are of no use to me haha ;) It was super fun to hear from them though. I ended up eating the burrito that night, because I couldn't eat it in class. Plus I was full from dinner. Yes... it was cold and a wee bit moist, but still delicious. I only ate like half because everybody and their dog wanted a bite. Thanks Brayd and Megan!

Got a package from Brayden and Megan with a Betos burrito (not included in picture...it was devoured before I could get a picture of it...whoops) and a bunch of other random stuff :)

Thursday we had service in the morning. Then study time. Then after lunch we had TRC Skype again. Before we went over, Elder Arnold and I tried to plan a lesson and ended up getting in a bit of an argument. So we went over for skype totally unprepared. I was bugged, trying to be patient, and super worried about our lesson because I knew we didn't have the spirit. We had a lesson with a member from California named Jose. He's a college student, about 25 years old. We decided real fast before the lesson to talk with him about charity. I had super low expectations for the lesson. As we talked it went pretty well, he shared some cool experiences on charity from his mission. I then shared Mosiah 2:16-17 with him and bore my testimony on the importance of charity. Jose went kind of quiet and it seemed like he wasn't paying attention (which I wasn't surprised about). Then after Elder Arnold bore his testimony, Jose didn't really say anything. So I just started to close up the lesson saying "thanks for your time" and stuff. Then Jose looked up and I could see that he was crying pretty hard. It took me off guard... I had no idea why he would be crying. I asked him if he was ok, and he explained that as I shared that scripture with him and bore my testimony, he could feel God's love for him, and knew that God was proud of him even though he's not perfect and doesn't always do the right thing. What?? While I was bearing my testimony I had felt the Spirit, but I just assumed that it was "testimony jitters." It really hit me that it's not me or my lessons that changes people, it's the Spirit. I was so grateful that God had inspired us to share that message/scripture that caused Jose to feel something that I couldn't have given him on my own. I know that this is the Lord's mission, not mine, and that as long as I am obedient and striving to do my best to serve Him, that I can help other people to change their lives and come unto Christ. That they can come to experience the absolute joy and peace that the gospel of Christ brings to my life. I love this work!

I'll call you guys on Monday from that sinful device in my drawer.

Love you all!

-Elder Jolley

"I'm leavin on a jet plane. Don't know if I'll be back again..." (I'll prolly be back...but ya never know).

President and Sister Swenson. They're the coolest couple, I seriously try to soak up

 everything they say. I'm super grateful to have been in their branch.

 This is my buddy Elder Watts. He's the kid that looks like Jackson.

 Picture with our poly buddies

 One last district with teachers picture

 If we're tardy to class, we shut the door and make the tardy companionship "contact" on the door. So they have to knock and our teacher acts like a random person and they have to try to get in. Haha!

It's so funny. It's only happened to me once.

 Did a tie exchange last night before we all leave :)

 My buddy, Elder Vea. He's from Tonga, going Spanish speaking in Texas I think. He doesn't know English though..so he's learning English...to learn spanish. It's nuts!

 Elder Arnold and I with Sister Tiff Whipple and her companion

Elder Mikesell and Elder Jolley... love this kid to death, he's awesome.

Bunch of people in our zone

Happy Fourth of July!

Happy Birthday to Kendyl tomorrow and a Happy Anniversary to the parents this past Monday and happy one week left to yours truly :) 

This week has been good. Few ups and downs. First off, we finally got our itineraries on Thursday. I will get you more details next week on when I will call and stuff, but it looks like I will be heading out on the 13th. My flight leaves around noon from SLC and then we will have a 3 hr layover in Atlanta. I'm super excited to leave. I absolutely love the MTC, but it will be soo cool to finally be in Argentina. I'm starting to hyperventilate just thinkin about it haha. Man I'm puuuuumped!

The MTC went back to normal this week after the Seminar ended on Sunday afternoon. Unfortunately my dream with Elder Bednar didn't come true, and I didn't see any apostles. I wanted to see Elder Holland sooo bad. Especially because I gave my farewell talk off of his April address. Sunday night we had a devotional from Brother Stephen B. Allen. Apparently he gives talks all the time in the MTC. He is a super good speaker, he gave a great talk. Unfortunately we didn't have choir practice on Sunday, and then on Tuesday Brother Eggett was out of town so a Branch President subbed in for him and we sang "Come Ye Children of the Lord." It was a bummer to miss out on some stories from Brother Eggett, but we still did great on the song. There were probably upwards of 800 missionaries in the choir this week so it was super powerful! Wow. Then we heard from Elder Sitati of the Seventy. He's the guy from Kenya that speaks in Conference sometimes with the crazy cool accent. 

I got to host this last Wednesday, finally! It was so cool to see the new missionary experience from the outside perspective. Watching all these new missionaries coming in, with sobbing mothers. Sorta sad... sometimes funny (haha)... but mostly exciting! I probably brought in about 6 or 7 Elders. We started at 11 and went until about 3. I was super busy the whole time and even missed lunch, but it was so worth it. I love serving... especially when its not cleaning nasty MTC toilets.

Hosted the new missionaries this week!

We had a new District join our zone this week. It's super fun to have some new guys in residence with us. They all looked like a bunch of deer in the headlights for the first couple days. They're starting to get some color back in their faces today and we're all having a great time. It's been pretty fun to tease them a bit haha. The first day we convinced them that if they ever left their door open they would get pranked, it was so funny to watch them shut the door almost immediately after opening it every time haha! Don't worry, we told them in the morning we were kidding, but it was funny while it lasted. It's weird being like the "old ones" in the MTC now. I feel like I just barely got here too. It's cool to watch them go through all the new missionary stuff though. Brings back good memories. Also, there's this kid in the new district that looks a ton like Jackson... first time I saw him I had to do a triple take. He's almost exactly the same...just a bit skinnier (no offense to Jack, haha).

Saw Ryan this week and got to spend gym time with him twice. That was cool. This week we taught our last lesson to our TRC investigator, Jamie. It's been awesome to teach her and I've learned a lot through our lessons with her. After TRC on Thursday we got to skype a native which was super cool. He said our Spanish is awesome and he could understand everything we were saying. Woo! Gift of tongues baby.

Picture with our investigator Jamie after our last lesson. She's super funny!

Elder Arnold and I have had a great week and have been really teaching in unison, which is awesome. Our teacher Hermana White pulled us aside after one of our lessons and had some really nice things to say. She said that was one of our best lessons together. It's been great. Elder Arnold cracks us all up. He sings opera all the time and if I talk to a girl for too long I can here him start to count behind me, and if he reaches 20 he starts to hiss or scream or something really unexpected like that. It's teaching me patience and keeping me away from the girls...so there ya go :)

Tonight we get to watch the fireworks from Stadium of Fire out in the soccer field. I'm super excited. I love the fourth of July.

 Celebrating while I can

 Happy 4th of July!

Celebrating in residence

Love you all! I'm havin a great time and I can't wait to call you guys from the airport.

Elder Jolley

I worked hard this week and Heavenly Father blessed me with the opportunity to see a black Supercharged, 3.0 liter, Audi A7. I got some pictures with it and then said "Gracias por todas las bendiciones en mi vida!" As I always do when something good happens to me.