Merry Christmas everyone!
Weekly updates from the mission field. These are posted by me, Jeremy's dad. Not posted by Jeremy himself.
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Saturday, December 19, 2015
December 19, 2015
Hey everybody!
Sorry I
haven't written in forever. Truth is, my life is just not exciting at
all. Well, it wasn't exciting. This past week though has been quite the
adventure.Monday, December 14, 2015
December 14, 2015
No group email again. Here is some of what Jeremy sent to me and his mom.
Yesterday I received an interesting call, letting me know that I was going to have a change. I'm headed to the office in Cusco, I'll be replacing Elder Yorgenson as President's personal secretary. And at first I couldn't believe it. Truth be told I still can't believe it. I was wondering why I had to leave, I just got to Calca and I love it here. I don't want to go. But that last sentence got to me: "The Lord knows who you are, and you are right where he wants you to be." I know that's true. I'm leaving Calca because I guess I did my part already and the Lord needs me in the office now. That, together with the testimonies of Elder Rasband, Stevenson, and Renlund have helped me to accept this new assignment.
This week has been a difficult one. The school year in Peru goes from March to December so school just got out and everyone's going on vacation. There hasn't been a lot of people here in Calca because seriously everybody is going on vacation. Our ward mission leader just went to Chile and he won't be back until February. That's been difficult. Then on Friday we were talking with the landlord and he told us that his brother's coming from Lima and he wants to give him our apartment. They're kicking us out. So we've been looking for apartments too, which is difficult finding one that meets all of the mission requirements. Friday we also went to lunch and our pensionista was balling. We asked her what was wrong and she just told us to look into the living room. Her son was in there with most of the local alcoholics and they were completely wasted. We talked with her all during lunch and before we left I gave her a blessing. But with all of this happening it's definitely been an interesting week.
You know, I hadn't realized that I had seen the gospel strengthen families so much until I read that. It's very true, the gospel produces miracles. I have to tell you about Freddy though. Because in the end, he did leave. The week after I wrote that email we went to their house and their son came to the door. I asked if his dad was home and he told me "No, yesterday he hit my mom and then they were yelling for a long time and then he left with all of his things." That killed me. Up until now that's still been the hardest trial I've had on my mission, knowing that I could've helped this family but in the end we failed. I cried that night, and I still pray for them. I left right after so I don't know what's going on anymore. The last thing I saw was Freddy leaving his wife and kids.
But that's the past. No use crying over spilled milk. Got to focus on the here and now, especially since I have a lot to learn these coming weeks.
Yesterday I received an interesting call, letting me know that I was going to have a change. I'm headed to the office in Cusco, I'll be replacing Elder Yorgenson as President's personal secretary. And at first I couldn't believe it. Truth be told I still can't believe it. I was wondering why I had to leave, I just got to Calca and I love it here. I don't want to go. But that last sentence got to me: "The Lord knows who you are, and you are right where he wants you to be." I know that's true. I'm leaving Calca because I guess I did my part already and the Lord needs me in the office now. That, together with the testimonies of Elder Rasband, Stevenson, and Renlund have helped me to accept this new assignment.
This week has been a difficult one. The school year in Peru goes from March to December so school just got out and everyone's going on vacation. There hasn't been a lot of people here in Calca because seriously everybody is going on vacation. Our ward mission leader just went to Chile and he won't be back until February. That's been difficult. Then on Friday we were talking with the landlord and he told us that his brother's coming from Lima and he wants to give him our apartment. They're kicking us out. So we've been looking for apartments too, which is difficult finding one that meets all of the mission requirements. Friday we also went to lunch and our pensionista was balling. We asked her what was wrong and she just told us to look into the living room. Her son was in there with most of the local alcoholics and they were completely wasted. We talked with her all during lunch and before we left I gave her a blessing. But with all of this happening it's definitely been an interesting week.
You know, I hadn't realized that I had seen the gospel strengthen families so much until I read that. It's very true, the gospel produces miracles. I have to tell you about Freddy though. Because in the end, he did leave. The week after I wrote that email we went to their house and their son came to the door. I asked if his dad was home and he told me "No, yesterday he hit my mom and then they were yelling for a long time and then he left with all of his things." That killed me. Up until now that's still been the hardest trial I've had on my mission, knowing that I could've helped this family but in the end we failed. I cried that night, and I still pray for them. I left right after so I don't know what's going on anymore. The last thing I saw was Freddy leaving his wife and kids.
But that's the past. No use crying over spilled milk. Got to focus on the here and now, especially since I have a lot to learn these coming weeks.
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
December 7, 2015
Another week of no group email from Jeremy. Here's some of what he wrote to me and his mom.
My district is baptizing a lot though! Honestly when I found out I was DL of a bunch of sisters I was not excited at all. The sisters in my district are amazing though, they work so hard. The other day I had to go over to give a baptismal interview, and the hermana who's getting baptized was beyond ready. She's going to be baptized this week :) After the interview I came out and my comp and the hermanas were all teaching a lesson together. I couldn't leave without my companion and he was right in the middle of the lesson, so I just joined in. We ended up with 4 missionaries teaching the plan of salvation there. It was actually kind of cool, I like seeing how the hermanas teach. They definitely have different insights than us elders do.
So there's a recent convert in the branch named Frederick. We've been visiting him and his little brother Bruno who's an investigator, but we wanted to talk with their mom to ask for permission to continue teaching Bruno. He's only 12 so we've gotta be careful there. We were talking with her and she actually started crying during the lesson. She told us how she felt like she wasn't there for her kids that much since she has to work a lot and she was just so worried about them. She then thanked us for coming over, because since her sons started learning the gospel their whole family dynamic has changed and their family has come closer. We're planning on asking the zone leaders for permission to baptize Bruno and next Saturday we're going to go start the lessons with their mom. I'm so happy for them though, and the way the gospel has strengthened their family. It was a devout catholic woman who had never met with the missionaries who confessed that change thanks to the church, and now that she's open to meet with us I feel like they're going to see even more blessings. That's going to be cool :)
My district is baptizing a lot though! Honestly when I found out I was DL of a bunch of sisters I was not excited at all. The sisters in my district are amazing though, they work so hard. The other day I had to go over to give a baptismal interview, and the hermana who's getting baptized was beyond ready. She's going to be baptized this week :) After the interview I came out and my comp and the hermanas were all teaching a lesson together. I couldn't leave without my companion and he was right in the middle of the lesson, so I just joined in. We ended up with 4 missionaries teaching the plan of salvation there. It was actually kind of cool, I like seeing how the hermanas teach. They definitely have different insights than us elders do.
So there's a recent convert in the branch named Frederick. We've been visiting him and his little brother Bruno who's an investigator, but we wanted to talk with their mom to ask for permission to continue teaching Bruno. He's only 12 so we've gotta be careful there. We were talking with her and she actually started crying during the lesson. She told us how she felt like she wasn't there for her kids that much since she has to work a lot and she was just so worried about them. She then thanked us for coming over, because since her sons started learning the gospel their whole family dynamic has changed and their family has come closer. We're planning on asking the zone leaders for permission to baptize Bruno and next Saturday we're going to go start the lessons with their mom. I'm so happy for them though, and the way the gospel has strengthened their family. It was a devout catholic woman who had never met with the missionaries who confessed that change thanks to the church, and now that she's open to meet with us I feel like they're going to see even more blessings. That's going to be cool :)
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
November 30, 2015
No group email again. Here is what he sent to me and his mom:
I'm glad to hear you guys had a good thanksgiving! There's a gringa
in our branch named Elizabeth who lives in Pisac and she actually
invited us over for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. She made turkey,
pumpkin pie, the works. Unfortunately we couldn't go, we already had
appointments for Thursday.
Yesterday in church she started hassling us a bit, "You guys missed
out, I made extra just for you and it was delicious" It was pretty
funny. Afterwards a member named Roger started listening and he goes
"Hermana you made turkey? And pie? I want pie too, when can we go cook
together?" He also told me to find a brownie recipe to go along with it.
So it's very possible that we end up making our own thanksgiving dinner
one of these Mondays.
I miss decorating the tree with you
guys. Last year Elder Thompson and I bought a lot of Christmas lights
for our room, and when we took them down I ended up keeping them all.
They've been packed away in my suitcase all year but later today I'm
going to hang them up. That's gonna be fun, we've been listening to
Christmas music all week and with the lights set up it'll really help
usher in the holiday season.
So this week we
had something really scary. My comp is epileptic, but he's been taking
this preventative medication that works fairly well, so that's never
been a problem before. Last monday however, he didn't take his pills
when he should have and Tuesday
morning he had two seizures during our studies. That really scared me, I
had no idea what to do or how to help him. The thing is there isn't
really anything I can do to help him, I just need to make sure he
doesn't fall over. But it scared the crap out of me, I really hope it
doesn't happen again.
I love you Mom. Only 26 days until we
see each other! It's weird to think that next Thanksgiving I'll be home
and I'll be able to eat the turkey and go to the pie party and black Friday shopping and all that jazz. Time flies!
Dad,
Happy thanksgiving! I was reading your letter and the first
thing I thought of was "I like to eat turkey, cuz it's good. I like
turkey like a good boy should" Sounds like you guys had a good time.
It's so weird for me to think that next Thanksgiving I'll be there with
you. Time flies. Bryce wrote me and just told me how cute Elsie
is. He says that she's walking everywhere. I'm excited to see her and
Emmett. I only saw Elsie once before I left and Emmett was born the day
after so I feel like I'm missing out on a lot. They're going to be so
big though!
I was so frustrated
that day, when I couldn't speak English. Sometimes I feel like I don't
speak English or Spanish now and I just hope and pray that people
understand all the stupid things I say. Really it's sad how bad it's
gotten. The other day we met some tourists in Cusco and they were
talking about some ruins that they went to and I didn't understand
anything for a good minute or so. That's when I realized they weren't
speaking in Spanish and had to try and adjust to English again. Just
promise you don't make fun of me when I get home because it's going to
be a hard adjustment.
We're going to
try to have a baptism in the morning :)
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