Cameron began his service March 15, 2010 to Rio de Janeiro Mission.
Marissa began her service July 20, 2011 to Barcelona Spain Mission. Craig began his service December 28, 2011 to Cochabamba, Bolivia. Ryan began his service October 23, 2013 to Lima Perú North.
Monday, September 21, 2015
When Will My Life Begin?
the usual morning wake up. Start the shower, and sing to some David
Archuleta. Shirt and tie, pants, and socks and shine shoes up. Sing
again, then by then, its like 715. And so Ill read a book, or maybe two
or three. Ill add a few new scriptures to my gallery. Ill head off to
lunch and teach till day breaks dawn. And I keep wondering and
wondering and wondering When will my life begin?
a long, tiring, exhausting, awesome week! Many lessons and quemadas
and quejadas, but above all, 2 beautiful baptisms. Lucero, 16, after
being an eternal investigador for 8 years, was finally given permission
from her papi to be baptized. It was alot of followup, fasting,
diligence, and patience, but in the end it paid off and her time to
follow Christ came. Sara, 20, has also been an eternal investigator for
2 years now. But after much followup, fasting, diligence and patience,
she quit her job and was baptized last saturday. I was fine, didnt
cry, untill Sara and her sister both hugged eachother and started crying
now that the family was finally united in the faith. A moment to never
And my personal highlight was
yesterday. I went to (como se dice despedirme en ingles?) go say
goodbye to all my family and friends in my first wards Los Angeles and
Progreso. I wasnt trunky all week up until yesterday. Yesterday I
reminisced on all my mission life ever since I started, as I walked up
the old streets where I first started my missionary work. Sister
Glorias house, Emiliana, Jesus Leiva, the old graveyard where drunks
used to chase us, lunch with Mama Jade, all the cerros I sweated, bleed,
and cried climbing, thinking it would never end. Painful memories too,
haha. But Im at peace and felt the Spirit so strongly knowing that I
did it. I made it. I climbed those hills and faught them for 2 years.
And managed to bring many lamanites to the true faith in Christ because
of it. The hardest moments of my life are written in my footprints on
those hills. But time and wind will come, and will blow them away.
None of it really matters. What matters is the man that I became at the
top of the hill. And not because I made it to the top, but because I
faught the temptations and challenges, and learned on the way to the
top, and became stronger. And on the way, found many children of God
who were willing to accept the truth, repent, and come to know their
God, their Father in heaven that´s waiting for them at the top of Life´s
hill. Nothing has been more worth it.
I have a
beautiful family in Peru. No, I dont want to leave them. Nor did they
want me to go haha. But I cant wait till you can come meet the people
that climbed these hills with me.
Tomorrow night, Lights will appear Just like they do on my birthday each year. What is it like Out there where they glow? Now that I'm older, Mother might just Let me go ..