~This was in response to this cute story:
(Today Rhett hasn't been feeling good. This morning I asked him if he wanted to go to church. He said "no, I want to go on a mission!" Then I told him that missionaries go to church every week. Then he said, "I'm going to go to church in my mission rocket ship." (I think he may think that the plane you went on was your mission rocket ship) :)
Hey guys! So, last week at the CCM was really fast and very informative, meaning prettymuch no PA and no p-day. I had to say goodbye to all of my friends that I had made. My CCM District had become a family to me, and it was really sad to leave. Elders Utai, Cluff, Mortensen, Watkins, Whitaker, and Cunningham were the coolest people. I wish you guys could have known them. Anyways, I was the leader of the mission group, which meant that I had to keep track of everyone going to West mission. It was pretty easy. I just had to wake up at 4:30 to wake up everyone. And I did. (TAKE THAT DAD!!!)
We
went to the beach, and President Archibald wasthere, and told us a story
of Spanish Conquistadores who took over the 4000 Incas with 200 men.
They burnt their boats, so that they couldnt turn back. Then he
Oops... didnt mean to send that.
Anyways...
he gave us all paper boats, and told us to burn them.We burnt them, and
he told us that there was now no turning back, and we need to work and
fight to survive. It was great.
We
got to the Mission office, and it was hot. there is only like one
building in our mission that has it. :P We went over the stuff that we
were given, then we had french toast. I love american food. After that,
it was time for transfers. I was sooo nervous. I couldnt hardly sit
still.I was one of the last people to be announced. My Area is called
Ventanilla 2 in the Ventanilla zone. My trainer is...
That one was intentional. haha. My entranador is Elder Guevara. He is a
Latino from El Salvador qand the best part is... HE SPEAKS ENGLISH!!!!!
He is fluent. OH I am sooo glad about that. He is a really cool guy.
He loves listening to Music (thak goodness for that, I wasnt allowed to
listen to anything in the CCM) and we listen to all of my music. My
room is really small and cramped, but I have come to call it home, for
now. The first day, or, the evening that we got to the area, he had me
contact like 4 people, and we taught a couple lessons. The people dress
normally, like they do at home. Their clothes are all clean, but the all
live in shacks in the dirt with thin wooden walls. Nobody is married,
but they all have children and live together. It is apparently really
hard and expensive to get married here, so that is a big obstacle for
all of our investigators. The are all so humble. I look up to the people
that live here. It is just amazing and humbling. if your thought you
were tight on money, you have no idea. I love it. The people here are
so friendly. I think. I don't understand anything that is spoken. Ever. I
am soo lost here, and it is soo stressful. It doesn't help that my tick
is back, and I miss home. I have so much to do. I need to stop worrying
about home, learn Spanish, and study the gospel. It is the hardest thing
that I have ever done. Ever. Everybody tells me it will get better
after 3 months. 3 MONTHS!!! I want it now!!! But I am doing my best to
endure with optimism. I am always talking optimistic. I try to fake my
happiness until it works its way to my heart. I can do anything that I
set my mind to, and I am setting my mind to it. The past couple days
especially it has been soo hard. I was nervous to write today, because I
didnt know if it would relieve any stress. But it does... *sigh of
relief* I miss you guys a lot. Elder Guevara is soo helpful. He
worries about me when I am starting to show my stress. It is so hard
staying awake. Especially when everything sounds like gibberish to me..
Haha. soda is cheap here, like the equivalent of 20 cents at home for a 1
liter bottle of coke. It is cold, and helps me stay awake, so I drink
some every now and then. (I dont drink the whole liter i normally get the
250ml bottles which are 20 centimos, or like 6 cents and I drink it
slowly, probably once a day.) Lots of corner stores and "mototaxis"
which are super wierd 3 wheeled motorcyles with a cab in the back. I
dont have any pictures of them, so you should just look them up. We ride
in them a lot. They are 1 sol per ride. The bishop here is a driver. I
feel so alone because of my Spanish. But I am always praying. Always. I
have faith that this will get better. Less stressful, more fun, and
more spiritual. I love you guys, I love the Church, and I love the
Lord. Happy valentines day (2 days ago.) Oh! I almost forgot! Since I
have been here, we have 7 baptismal dates set. (Johan, Morales family of
5, and Jenny) I had to ask the commitment. They would answer, and ask a
question, then Elder Guevara would answer because I don't know any
Spanish it feels. Anyways, keep me in your prayers. I need them. Love
you guys!
Also there are dogs
everywhere. Peru always is making a sound. A honk, an engine, spanish
somethings, and barking. I dont know what the beach is called, but it is
a cove, and there isnt sand, just stones. And it also makes noise.
Haha. Dad also talked about how his mission madfe it impossible to sleep
without a fan, and let me tell you, I am already the same way...
And one more thing. It is ALL dirt. All dirt. Period. My shoes get soo dusty. Haha.
and this is how you send me letters. My whole mission. If you want to
send a package do it. Just cover it with Virgin Mary stickers. Nobody
will touch it. :) elder Guevara just told me I look like Thomas S.
Monson when he was young. :P See you next week! (That means send
pictures.) Have fun at home, suckers.
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