I AM OFFICIALLY FULL ON LEGAL-FIED!
And in the process of getting
legalified, I went to Lima, the biggest scum ball of a city. Have you ever been
camping and wake up in the morning and the tent is full of those little
raindrops? Have you ever shaken the tent to have a little rain shower of what
you thought was “fresh morning dew” fall onto your face? Well, I hope that the
second part didn’t happen because we ALL know that the fresh morning dew is
really just condensed morning breath. That my friends, is Lima. You literally
CANNOT see the sky. Ever. It’s just a giant grey cloud that engulfs millions
upon millions of people. The breath of all those people is just trapped over
the city and never escapes. As we were flying out we finally escaped the Breath
Bubble to find that at about 10,000 feet, there are blue skies over Lima.
DISGUSTING.
But Lima was actually not that
bad. We ate cinnamon rolls and Papa John’s Pizza and got yelled at by the Migrations
workers (that Vicki is a fireball). We also met up with a ton of Sisters from
Piura. I thought that all my stories were completely normal for Peru missions,
but from their screaming exclamations I came to know that I just have really
bad luck and it has nothing to do with the country. They were dying of
laughter, the absurd poop stories, cockroaches, cups of pee in the face... they
just could not believe it.
I also met a sweet sister this
week. Hermana Cardon. After one day we became best friends. She asked me to be
her roommate for heaven’s sake! I hope I find her one day, I forgot to creepily
ask her for her email. The mission is perfect for picking up friends. Hermana
Cardon said that I could say “pudding” and she would laugh. I said “pudding”. And
she did indeed laugh. So fun.
Lima means meeting a lot of BYU
students. One extremely large Elder (6 FOOT 9 INCHES) asked me who my friends
were Freshman year. WHO ASKS THAT? I embarrassingly could not remember,
probably because I spent all my time roofing Grandma’s house and third wheeling
with my sister and brother in law and climbing with Ellis Island. But in my
panic I started MAKING UP NAMES. John. Tyler. Amy. Loann. “Oh you don’t know
them? Weird...”
He totally knew I was lying and
left with the knowledge that I am just the biggest loser ever to walk BYU
campus.
Lima also means getting attacked
when you are waiting outside a government building in a car. We were parked
there waiting for our Taxi Man when about three men walk up to the car and
start screaming about how we are parked outside the lines. We should have acted
like we didn’t know Spanish, but started to yell back as well. They were trying
to get in the car so they could move it, but excuse me that goes against
EVERYTHING I ever learned in elementary school. Strong words were exchanged and
in the end I couldn’t lie to them and tell them that the keys weren’t there. So
they got in, moved the car two feet and left, but only after shaking the car
around and asking us why we didn’t trust them. I about died of laughter. Peru
is just so awesome.
The best part of my trip was
going to the temple. I love that place. If any little doubt comes to my mind
about the church, I think of all my experiences in the temple and it is
impossible to doubt anymore. I feel the love of God so strongly there. I know
that that is everyone’s purpose in this life, to get to the temple and to make
covenants with God. I know that God loves me and is proud of me, even though I
am about as imperfect as they come. I know that the Priesthood is the power of
God on earth and that by that power we all may become perfected in Christ and
return Home again.
This week I have had spiritual
growing pains. I am changing. It hurts. But it is happening. Sometimes we have
to feel a little pain in order to become better. I feel that my heart is
transforming, that I am shaking the scales that cover my eyes and heart. I know
that we can all change for the better. Thanks to Christ we can do that.
AND: We had a concilio of leaders
this week. The quote of the day goes to my precious Hermana Thompson.
Me: Being with Elders makes me
doubt marriage.
Hna Thompson: Being with Elders
makes me doubt the human race.
And with that I say farewell. I
love you all!
Hermana Alex
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| The Temple |
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| So Many BLONDES |
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| This is an apple covered in the sugar they use to make cotton candy. This is my face when I found out that the apple was half rotten inside. Peru style. |
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| Family History Conference |
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