Saturday, December 28, 2013

See ya in 2014!

First I will tell you all that we were able to Skype with Chance on Christmas Day. It was the best Christmas present we have ever had. We laughed and talked and asked all the questions we wanted to know. Chance told us a few mission experiences. We got to SEE Chances face and hear the most beautiful testimony ever. What an awesome amazing experience. We love our Missionary!!!
Chances email this week:
I cannot BELIEVE that 2013 is on the way out...... this year didn't even exist. When I think that back in February I was in the Tire Warehouse, I am blown away....... If this year went this fast, next year will go even faster in every respect. I will be home before you feel like I was ever gone. Sleeping in that new bed...... driving a new-old S10........ playing that NEW BANJO.......... :) That is what I want for my birthday. I am serious. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. 

I am glad you think I look older. It´s about time. Sometimes, I look in the mirror and wonder how I ever got this old. The last thing I remember was going to gym class in my Freshman year of high school. Since then, time has blurred by. I don´t remember anything since. You should see the size of my pecks. I work out like an animal every night. It´s the only way I keep from going insane. I am taller, and buffer. It´s stinkin cool. Not to mention my beard..... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Maybe I was just a really late bloomer. I am grateful that I am still hairless, though. Phew.

 I showed everyone a picture of Roberto, and everyone agrees that he really does look like the most Peruvian man who ever lived. I can't wait to talk to him in his own language.
I don't have much to say this week, because I told you so much on Skype. So I guess I will sign off until next Saturday.....

I genuinely love everyone I left back home. I look forward to the day when I can see you all again. But until that day, I am happy in the service of the Lord. I know that I am exactly where the Lord wants me to be right now. And that´s all that matters.

See ya in 2014!

Con el amor de cien soles,
Elder Boekweg

Monday, December 23, 2013

Its sooo HOT!!

The Christmas program went good. ITS HOT. It is so blasted humid here...... oh my heck, I'm dying. I just sweat ALL DAY. I never dry off. I live wet. I sleep wet. I get out of the shower and it feels like I didn't. My clothes are always wet. Garments never dry out. Bed sheets are soaked every night. It is so hot...... 
Tell the Boekwegs to not worry about me missing Bingo, because dad´s beard easily takes my place at any party. That thing is awesome. My companion told me that he thinks I got switched out for another baby at the hospital when I was born. Ha ha ha.
Time goes so incredibly fast. Another week. Toast. I remember the 4th of July.... it was like 2 days ago in my mind.
I miss uncle´s laugh. Thanks for sending me the video. Can you send me a video of the basement? I want to see my old kingdom............
Got a letter from the Bishopric of the ward. Those guys are the best.
I see God´s hand every single day. He really does work with us. He is not as far as we all think. I believe that the Spirits who are no longer a part of the tanglible world we know really are all around us. They are protecting us. They are lifting us up. I know it. I have felt them. Sometimes, I will have a strange feeling that some spirit that loves me is with me. I think I really have never at any point of my mission been alone. I also believe that Tristen (Chances little sister) is close to me a lot. It´s the most inexplicable knowledge...... I have tons of help from the other side.
I am a little scared for the call home..... I haven´t talked to any of you in almost 9 solid months now.... I don't know what I will say. SO much has happened sinec April. It´s hard to think that none of you were there for Casa Grande..... that was SUCH a hard time..... ha ha ha ha ha ha. I am so weird now. None of you will think it´s me.... There is no way that I can convey everything that has happened since April in 1 hour. It cannot be done. You all had better just be ready with questions. I don´t want to waste any time thinking… ha ha ha.
Brett….. I love you too, man. It´s good to hear that you are all happy still….. you and your buffaloes. Your testimony is sincere. I feel it. Take it and run with it. One strange thing that the mission has taught me is that people aren´t as far from total church activity as they sometimes think. And God will tell that to you if you ask Him. So… ask Him.
It´s weird to think that Stewart Thomas has over a year in the mission now…. I feel like I went to his farewell YESTERDAY. It is so crazy……
Any young man who is able to serve a mission should. We know who we are. And if any young man should choose to stay home, he has forfeited the blessings of two years living directly and personally under God´s care and love and teaching. We are all called to this work. And we need each other to succeed. No young man serves “his” mission, but he serves his part in God´s mission. We all need each other. It is a war. We need more men on our side. Every young man has an order to march at the front for a time, and should we choose to disobey orders, we become subject to a very dangerous and dark battlefield. Christ is our Master, and He needs us to be active workers in this. We are all in this until it is over. I ask every young man who reads this to please consider serving a mission. Pray about it. Don’t be afraid. The Savior has a way of keeping us very close to Him while we are away from our families. Is a mission hard? Yes. Is a mission void of sadness? No. It is filled with the most extreme highs and lows that I believe human are even capable of feeling. You have days when you go to bed completely beaten and broken. But you will also have days and moments, really, that make up for all the hardship. When you see someone make changes for good in their life, you will feel what the Savior feels when we become more like Him by obeying Him. Many young men feel like they simply cannot afford the sacrifice of schooling time, or the time away from their girlfriends, families, comforts of home, etc. To each of them, I would like to bear my testimony that you cannot afford to not make the sacrifice. The Savior paid the price for each of our souls with His blood. It was very inconvenient for Him. So, too, should His followers experience likewise a taste of the difficulties He was given. We cannot fully understand the Atonement of Jesus Christ until we ourselves have felt something similar. The pain you feel on a mission will enlighten you. It will change testimony into conversion.
We live in different times than did anyone before us. God´s kingdom has changed. It has hastened. We need to keep up. This is where the line is drawn between the people who have testimonies, and the people whose hearts are truly converted to this Gospel. It is no longer enough to be a Sunday saint. the days have passed when simple church attendance and a chapter of the Book of Mormon a day would keep the endowed member of the church safe from the outside world. I see how hard the adversary is fighting against us. I see how much he wants us to fail and be miserable. I beg each of you to ignore the temptations that will come in the future. We can´t afford to fail. Ours is the duty to not only do what is necessary to save ourselves, but to help our brothers and sisters who are lost to do what they need to do to qualify for salvation. Don’t ignore them. Do the hard things when they come. Share your testimony…. And if necessary, use words.
I send my love, Merry Christmas,
-Elder Boekweg
Plaza De Armas Christmas Program 2013 Trujillo Peru

The show began with Elder Boekweg and Elder Smith singing some of E. Boekwegs original numbers.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Lots of Questions!

1. Do you want me to make you a live account for Skype?
Na. I have no idea how any of this is going to work..........

2. Do you know yet when you will be Skyping us and for how long?
I can Skype either the night of the 24th or anytime on the 25th. How does the 25th at night sound?

3. What will you do on Christmas day besides call us :) (don't tell me nothing, because I saw your Thanksgiving celebration!)
I really honestly don´t know..... I think we´re going to a devotional that President is doing......?

4. Will you take a pic of your Christmas tree and send it to me? So I can see how cute it turned out.
It shall be done

5. Have you come across any homemade soccer balls yet?
Negative. They don't really make soccer balls... they just use really cheap ones, usually. But I can ask some kids if they´ll make one for me. Would that be as cool?

6. Have you spoken in Church before?
If I had a nickel for every time I've spoken in church in Perú, I would have a few dollars

7. Do you give blessings often?
Yes. A bit less now, but still pretty often.

8. Do you always have to be with your companion being in the mission office?
The interesting thing about personal secretary is that I often find myself alone with sisters........ and I just got permission from President today to help one get into a car by PICKING HER UP WITH MY ARMS..... ha ha ha. I am the official mission ladies´man. Im constantly in awkward doctors room listening to sister´s health problems...... ugh...... But with all that being said, My companion and I do a lot of splits. with Everyone and their dog.

9. When you go out late at night does your companion go with you?
We stick together.

10. Who is your companion? Elder Tway?

11. Do you have cockroaches there or any other huge awful bug?
I saw the most gigantic ant ever in my laundry yesterday. It had to have been at least an inch long. Yes there are a ton of cockroaches, too. Big ones. 2 inchers are the small ones.

12. How much do you weight now? Have you grown at all?
165 or so. Maybe a bit less. But in my defense, I did also grow like 2 inches recently, and have been working out like a maniac here in the office. You should see my guns. They´re sweet now. Ha ha ha.

13. Will Sis Marler post the Christmas festival on her blog so I can see you sing your song?
I actually didn't have time to write a song..... I am sorry... I am SOOOO busy here, that it took back seat.

14. Yes I can get blades here. Inkafarma is the greatest thing ever. It´s a store with all that stuff.
I sent you some pictures of the clinic that I spend hours a week at.......... There are SO many pictures of the virgin Mary. These people have such a firm knowledge that God lives. Ask ANYONE in the street if they believe in God, and they will look at you weird, as if to say, "is that even a question? Of COURSE I believe in God. How could you not?" The problem here lies in people´s humble pride. Everyone thinks they know everything about the Bible. Ha ha ha. I had a taxi driver yell at me last night about how Mormons believe in another Bible, and it was of the devil. He told me that if I had read the Bible, I would know that God would never send us more Bibles. I smiled at him, and bore my testimony. I knew he wasn´t listening. But it was my duty as a missionary to make him choose to follow Christ of not. Be an agent unto himself. Take responsibility for either acting well, or acting poorly.
I love my mission with my entire soul. It means everything to me. It is really, really hard sometimes. It is an investment. We pay everything we have, and we get back 100x more. When you give your ALL to Christ, you´ll find that He can support you in any circumstance.
Kaylee Hopper - Send me an update!
Brett Paulick - You too, man!
I still can't believe Mason is married..........
- Elder Boekweg
Pics Chance sent of the clinic


Monday, December 9, 2013

Following the Spirit

Holy cow. The spoons are perfect. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Brayden will always have a special place in my heart.
The video that starts with Courtney worked. None of the others did. Every single person in the office asked who she was. You´ve got to quit sending me pictures of her. I´m going to get mugged. But it was so cool to see you all again in motion! I wish Dad would have said more than 2 words! He looks like Reb Tevya. Ha ha ha ha. Nobody believes me that he is my dad. They all think it´s uncle....

....... a moment of silence for the cool car of my youth............................................................................................................................................................................................................................ thank you. I will suredly miss it. I knew it would sell fast. Nobody can resist red hick cars. But the truck has got to be a single cab. None of this back seat garbage.

I GOT YOUR PACKAGE! I love the tree. Ha ha ha ha. I am excited to open the other part in a few short weeks. I must say, that my absolute favorite thing to get in the mail is pictures. Solid copies of pictures. I love them. No matter who they are from. I just like to look at people. Ha ha ha ha.

Watch the mail, Courtney........

I suddenly have like........ ridiculous amounts of facial hair. I can´t believe it. I could totally grow a full-on beard if I weren´t a missionary. Ha ha ha. Also, I get to work out every single night, minus Sunday, and it´s finally starting to pay off...... hehehehehehehehehe. Manliness has been enhanced by aproximately 16%.

Grace Duffy is so awesome! I am so grateful for people like her, who selflessly give to almost perfect strangers. I am happy to serve a mission knowing that people like her are behind me.

Taylor Gregrich..... be good! Merry Christmas!

Kaylee Hopper........ I need another update! Your letter made me extremely happy.

I hope my pictures make everyone happy. Ha ha ha. You all know how much I hate taking them. Ha ha ha ha ha. I finally figured out how to put them on my computer.

This week was so fast. One of the nights I was out in the streets until 11:30pm making copies of a paper that Elder Grow needed for his talk in Chimbote. That kind of thing happens to me a ton in the office. I am constantly out late and up early. The office has taught me a ton about following the Spirit, because there arent so many black and white fire and brimstone rules. We have to do things like stay out too late. You always have to listen really close to see if what you are doing is making the spirit happy. We have very little repetitious activities. Every single day is 100% different than the day before. Study always takes time at a different hour of the day. Everything we do is.... different........ I never imagine missionary life like this. Ha ha ha. I have never worked so hard in my life. I work hard from 7am, sometimes earlier, to 10:30pm every day. I think I could support a family like this in the states. A bilingual secretary who is also a doctor for the CEO of a company. I work like 16 hours a day......

I guess that´s it for this week........ I am excited to talk with everybody in 3 weeks.

I love you all. I send you the best from the land of Perú.

- Elder Boekweg


p.s. - ROBERTO - tiene enseñarme hacer chicha morada cuando regreso a los estados. Tambien, quisiera preguntarle ¿para cuál equipo exactamente jugaba? ¿Municipal, tal vez? Recuerdo un photo que me mostró hace tiempo y Usted tenía un polo parecido a los del equipo nacional de Perú.




Saturday, November 30, 2013

The End of 2013

I have some bad news.... The videos did not work! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! But it´s cool. The weeks here fly so fast that it doesn´t even feel like I´ve been waiting for them.
1. What is your church like now?
    They actually have a real chapel here. It´s nice. it´s not quite as humble as the one in Casa Grande. The members here are awesome, particularly the bishop. He works hard.
2. Did you get my packages yet?
3. What kind of food are you eating now? Do you cook for yourself at all?
    A lady cooks lunch for us, but we are on our own for the rest. That usually means that I survive lunch to lunch. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
4. Have you made any friends in Trujillo?
    Not as many as I would like. Our area is REALLY void of people. It´s like, 10 city blocks full of newly constructed buildings that people don´t live in yet. Most of the teaching oportunidades que tenemos vienen de las hermanas en nuestro barrio. Hay algunos lugares donde no pueden estar en las noches porque son demasiado peligroso, y por eso, a veces enseñamos a las personas que no son en nuestro area, técnicamente.... Entonces, es difícil encontrar amigos aquí....
I cannot believe that 2013 is dying out...... I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I LEFT HOME BACK IN APRIL................. IT´S ALREADY BEEN SO LONG........ IT´S GOING SO FAST.......
I don't have a lot of time this week, but I love you all.

love, Elder Boekweg

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Third Mile

Questions first:

1. How were the Ruins?
    It was the coolest thing I have ever seen. Lamanite sacrificial altars and stuff........ I´ll tell everyone all about it when I get home. But I´m pretty sure Jesus Christ was very near there at one point as well....... It is so crazy to hear everything that the ancient people (Moches) believed.... some of it is very similar to our own doctrine, but you can see how it got corrupted just a hair, and sent the whole civilization into apostasy.
2.What are you doing for thanksgiving?
     Nothing..... ha ha ha ha
3. Is it warm yet?
     YES......... It´s SO humid here.......
4. Have you sent your package to Court yet? She is anxiously waiting.
    Nuestro secretario de suministros es nuevo, entonces él está aprendiendo un montón de cosas, y todavía no ha aprendido como enviar paquetes. Lo siento.
5. Where will you be skyping from for Christmas? Will you Skype me or me Skype you? Do you know what time yet? ( I am trying to figure Skype out)
    I have NO idea about any of that.... I´ll let you know when I do.
6. Did you get the missionary newsletter? How'd you like it?
     I finally got it a few days ago. I liked reading about all my friends. I can´t believe so much time has passed already.
7. How did the peanut butter popcorn work out?
     Everybody LOVED it. Sister Marler says she is going to make me make it more often.
8. How is your song coming?
     Well...... I have not had time to write it yet, except the chorus.
Can´t send pics. The USB port of my computer broke.... And the very heavens know that I cannot fix that..... ha ha ha ha.
Imagine this.......... Imagine that you have been waiting for 3 weeks to get a letter from one of the prettiest girls you know.... Imagine it is your only communication with her. Now imagine that the box of letters arrive. You run to the box to open, and begin searching through the box for your letter. All the letters look good except one, that is on a plastic bag. You shudder as you wonder if it is yours. You pull it out. It IS yours. You see the words "WE CARE" on the bag, followed by an explanation that the US postal system handles over 200 billion letters each year, and that accidents happen....... You remove the letter from the bag, and find that half of the letter has been ripped to shreds, probably by a machine on a conveyor belt somewhere......
It stunk.

But equally as happy, I received Kaylee Hoppers letter, which shot happiness through every inch of my soul. I was SO happy when she told me she was going every week. I smiled for 2 whole days afterwards. Keep it up, Kaylee! Woo Woo!

I just want everyone back home to know how much I love them all. Every single one of them means so much to me. On my mission, I have missed a few things like Alternative rock, World War 2 documentaries, late night zombies games with Uncle, etc........ but the thing I have missed most of all by far is the company of people I love. There is something that you come to understand when you are far away from familiarity.... A kind of coldness that is inexplicable. And you come to this point, where you understand that if you truly love Jesus Christ, you will keep walking. So you keep walking. And then you get to another point where you understand that you will be walking a while. But you still know that you love Jesus Christ. And so you keep walking. You get tired. You get really lonely. You suffer sometimes. You struggle with a thousand things. But you still love Jesus Christ. And so.... you keep walking still. And even amidst the thickness of trials and loneliness and rejection and ridicule, Christ can make you happy. Nothing can change that.

It´s all about thinking "outward." When we focus on others, and LOSE OURLSEVES, nothing else in this great wide world matters. Selfishness is the fastest highway to misery. We kill ourselves when we try to take care of ourselves above all else. It is so ironic.

One last thought.... I think that in the past, going the second mile in life was sufficient. Going to church and obeying the word of wisdom was doing a lot. But everything that I am figuring out about the Gospel indicates that the journey doesn't stop at the end of mile two. This life is about going the third mile. Not just go to church, but bring friends. Not just read scriptures, but study them. Not just raise children, but teach them. It is the hardest and most rewarding way. And it is the only way that will do.

I love you mom, dad, Courtney,

-Elder Boekweg

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Just a couple pics

This week Chance wasn't able to write much of an email. He just let us know he was going to visit some Incan Ruins with his Mission President on his P-day and didn't have much time.

Sister Marler posted a couple pictures on her blog today of the missionaries preparing for the Plaza De Armas Christmas program. Looks like fun!

Chance practicing the drums

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Update on the Pigeons

   Who told Courtney she was allowed to look that old!? What is she, 20!? She looks older than I do!

 And DALLON!!!!!!! IS HUGE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my gosh.......... he is enormous. I cannot believe I have not seen them in almost 8 solid months now.....Time has flown on the wings of a golden flying hawk on fire..... And I do believe that we shall indeed live to see it pass completely........ wow....... Especially when Christmas hits.... I'm kind of scared to Skype home. I would much rather talk on the phone. It would be so much easier to not have to see you all. But alas, I do what I must.
Also... I found out from an Hermana this week that I am allowed to watch videos from y'all. So if you want to make a video and send it my way, I think that would be cool. I am not allowed to send back, though. So I guess you all will have to wait until Christmas. 
1. What else do you do on p-day besides soccer? I keep getting asked and I don't know.
    Soccer, Football, Fútbol, and sometimes even Pelota. That is about all.....
2. Are you on medicine yet for your parasite? The answer better be yes!
    Yes. Cured, baby
3. How often do you proselyte? Everyday or just weekly?
    Well...... we have from 6pm to 9pm every day. But sometimes work gets in the way of that... It's crazy. President told us that our office assignments always come before our area.... With that being said, sometimes we sacrifice proselyting time in order to pick people up from the airport or some other weird thing. It's hard for me to be in an office....... I have realized how much I never want an office job....... ugh..... but I am called to do what I am called to do. And I will do it.
4. When do we get pictures?
     Maybe never........
5. Have you or will you have any baptisms while serving in the mission office?
     .... Nope.
6. Do you see Pres and Sis Marler every day?
    Usually about 4 times a week. But I call them hundreds of times every day
7. Do you only have 1 senior couple in your mission?
     For now. They are awesome. We run to their house to help them with things all the time.
8. Do you have a member family that you spend time with. Like they would feed you anytime?
    Negatory. But my family in CasaGrande invited me to come to their little girl's baptism. I love them. She was 7 when I taught their family. She still had to wait a few months when her family got baptized. Little Eva. We call her Evita. She has such a sweet special spirit. And her family may be the reason CasaGrande didn't kill me. Ha ha ha. 
9. Do you feel sick having a tape worm?
     Na. Just tired.
10. Do you do service projects?
     All the time. I have already built about 2 whole Peruvian houses. Floor, walls, roof. And around here, that's usually all you need. Ha ha ha. Its cool that they are able to live so happily with so little. 
Update on the Pigeons..........
So I wake up one day this week, and my companion tells me the birds have gotten back in to my bathroom. I don't believe him, because I knew that I had shut the window. So I go look, and sure enough, they had figured out how to open the window, and were back...... They are increasing in intelligence........ gathering knowledge...... I guess that's Boekweg luck for you; The best and the worst, but nothing in between. Ha ha ha ha. 
Funny story.... One of the Elders is doing counseling here in the office, and so we sometimes have a psychologist kickin' around. Yesterday, she looked at me, staring deep into my eyes, and suddenly said, "You Don't belong in an office, do you? You need fresh air. You are a social person, and to be here all day alone kills you, doesn't it?" I laughed so hard. She hit that on the HEAD. I do miss the field. The office is really, really different, and really, really hard. I have seen progress in many different areas. I have learned things that I don't think the field could have taught me. Different things. And I get to collect the direct runoff of doctrine that President rains down on the missionaries. I have learned SO much that way.... but I do still miss walking entire days. I never thought Christ would ask me to serve this way. My mission is turning out to be something entirely different than what I thought it was going to be. But such, is the way of he world, I guess. You can never know beforehand exactly how things will go. And so here I will be until I receive another assignment. Sometimes, it's hard to love being a missionary when you feel like you just have a 12-hour a day job. It's hard to feel like my work and effort matters sometimes, as it is now not measured by key indicators and statistics and the level of people's conversion. Now, instead of serving the people here in Perú, I serve the missionaries who serve the people. It's like I am down one level deeper now. I see the mission from a totally new perspective. In CasaGrande, I sometimes felt isolated and alone, but here I can see the whole mission. I see everyone and everything. A bigger picture than I saw before.

President LOVES my song called "Headlights." He makes me play it every time I am near a guitar. The entire mission is starting to sing it to me when they see me. Everyone in the office knows every word.... It's so funny. I never thought Some Fish would have a place even in the mission. It looks like they want me to play the song for the Christmas show too..... ha ha ha. So Some Fish is going international, now. I'm playing the Plaza de Armas, Trujillo show. What a venue. There will be thousands of people, I am told. It is madness.
Here is the link to Chances song Headlights:
I am so sorry that I don't have time to write everybody back.... I wish I could. I will catch up with everybody when I head home. And that really won't take all that long. Just be patient with me. Close your eyes and you will see. Everything now, as it was meant to be. Troubles somehow, set us free. Before you know it, I will sing. And tell each one of all these things..........
wow..... ha ha ha

Sometimes my job requires me to call The Salt Lake Temple, or Provo, or Ogden, etc ..... it's weird to know that my phones calls are making it so close to home base.... 

And Elder Walther.... I met him a BYU. I lived in the same building as him in Wyview, 3 floors up. He was cool. It's nice to have him around. He is the one familiar face from life before the mission. And he understands me completely, because we are in the same boat. Ha ha ha. He was in Ascope, which is about 20 minutes from CasaGrande. So for a change, we saw each other at all the district meetings. It was a blessing. Tell his mom that he is healthy....... believe me, I know. ha ha ha. He is a really good missionary.
Enjoy the pictures. I have taken about 5 of them in the past 2 months..... ha ha ha. And make sure Linzi's letter gets to her.
I love you all,

-Elder Boekweg

 Chance wants to use this picture for his next album cover

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Brain thinking list

First off, Kelly........ I just want you to know that I love you and thought about you this week. I want you so much to be happy. My prayers are always with you.

Niki.... Enjoy my room. Hopefully you didn't find my pet, Squekers. He lives behind my headboard in the abyssalous void that I have not cleared out since 7th grade.

Eileen, your pics don't work. I love you and wish you the best.

Deedre... Sorry for not telling you sooner about my gross parasite, which I am still not taking medication for. I didn't think my mom could hack very many pics of parasites..... ha ha ha. I got Granda Lewis' history. Send me more!

Joylynn, There is a missionary who told me that you were his English teacher. His name is Matt Dority. He tells me you were nuts. Ha ha ha.

I found the Elder that Grace Duffy told me about. I'll be doing his paperwork here in the next few weeks.

Gomez Family, I love you

Fivas Family, I love you

Johansen family, I love you

Kelsey Family, I love you Linzi...... HAVE FUN IN CHINA!

Sister Taylor, I am still enjoying my vacation from you haha

RJ Scott, I miss showing pigs and steers with you in that crazy old Stockshow. I smelled some cow poop the other day, and it reminded me of your steers. Ha ha ha. And Shannon's, which always seemed to be the craziest ones of the bunch. I love you Scott family.

Elder Hayden Shofield, I love you, naive.

Elder Fivas, I love you and your pictures of food every week. We're going to work out and get ripped when this is all over............. although I believe I've said something like that before in the past.....

Elder Kelsey, I love you man. I miss rollin' in yo' thug machine feelin' like a thug nasty and crankin' the bass while speeding heinously down an urban road.... oh the memories.

I am sure I will write more notes to more people next week. These were they who made my brain thinking list this week.

So the story of the week is this: I walk in to the bathroom on Thursday night, and see sticks all over the bathroom floor. My first thought was that one of the Elders put them all there to bother me (I have a bathroom minus a shower all to myself, because all the 6 people in the office have found out that I can't poop without clogging a Peruvian toilet) But then I noticed the window was open. I thought some jerk kid was probably throwning sticks in the window after watching us go inside, because it's fun to tease missionaries. I shrugged it off, and started shaving. The next night I came in and there was more sticks..... the window still open.... and this time, I realize that my razor blade is gone. There are paper scraps all over the floor this time, too.... I think it's weird, but I don't care enough about it to tell anyone. Then the next morning comes, and I walk in to use the bathroom. I see two pigeons gently sleeping in the window sill.... Now everything makes sense, and I try to scare them off. One of them goes without a fight, but the other lunges at me before flying out. I almost got pecked. Ha ha ha. I will be keeping my window closed now.... especially because the stupid birds flew away with my shaving blade..... dumb things.
I LOVED the raspberry hot chocolate. I made a cup of it, drank it, and then realized that I accidentally used water from the tap....... which is like instant death here in Perú for a gringo..... But I'm not sick yet.... Ha ha ha.

I love you all very much and I will write more next week. I love you Courtney.

Changes week was MISERABLE.... I was in charge of all of it. I have slept 8 hours in the past 3 days because I have been working here in the office until 11:30pm every night, and waking up at 5:00 to take missionaries to the airport to go home... I am SO Tired.

Also Dad.... I showed my comp a picture of you, and I apparently look nothing like you.... But the further I get into my mission, the more I want to be just like you. You are my hero. The example of working as hard as an ox. I miss you so much. 2 Days ago, I remember I just wanted to talk to you so bad, but I couldn't. I love you dad. Pink Floyd still rocks.

Mom.... I could write a billion paragraphs about you and still not do you justice. Just know that I love you.
- Elder Boekweg
Chance hasn't sent pictures in some time. This was on his mission blog. You can see him in the background in the blue tie, laughing about something, not realizing he is on camera!!

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Soccer on P-day


Wow... I forgot how beautiful fall is in Utah. I miss that old tree. And ask dad if he listened to Pink Floyd in my car. That would have been sweet.

So President Marler, his wife, my companion, and I are driving to a market (Sister Marler shops a lot) and he asks us what we used to do before the mission. I tell him I used to record music. He asked if there was anything I had done online. I said yes. He then proceeded to look up Potato Girl, and play it on his Iphone. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. It was so weird. He said he liked it. What I am gathering about him and his wife is that they were hippies back in the day. They love music too. President Marler has played Simon's guitar (from Simon and Garfunkel). They like all those types of groups. It's cool. Ha ha ha ha. You should hear our planning meetings about the Christmas program.

Okay..... I have to go use Pday to play soccer now..... like we do every week...... ugh........... I 'm getting kind of tired of soccer EVERY DAY. Why do they want to spend the only free day we have doing the same thing we do in the mornings of every other normal day? We always work through Pday. And when we finally get a free second, they all want to play soccer...... I love soccer, but there are things I would rather do with a free day in a foreign country. The problem is, all the Elders are Peruvian, and have already seen all the cool Incan ruins and things. Ha ha ha ha. Oh well. I feel better now.
I'll write more later today. I've got about 30 minutes left this week.

See ya

Back Again-

I miss you all. Sometimes I feel farther away than others. Usually Tuesdays. Brayden is still a dork. I wrote Sadie a huge letter this week. I think Linzi is getting one this next week. And Tali is halfway through her mission. Now THAT is weird. It seems like no time at all has passed since I sat at her ordination....... and now she's on the downhill home........ holy cow. Tyler is good, I hope. I hear there's some crazy stuff in Africa. I am crazy jealous of his safari adventures. Tyrel Barney is also doing well, I hope. I still need his contact information. I bet he's killing it over there in the Philippines. }

Send me Mason's wedding invitation..... I can´t wait to see it.... NOVEMBER 30th??? Dang.

Kason looks like a butterball. Little fat happy dude. Do I have that right? I can't wait to see him for the first time. He may be talking by then.

Until next week, I suppose things will go on as they do. I hope Courtney doesn't transfer to GHS, or I will disown her. ;) Ha ha ha ha. I am sending something special home this week. Sorry for the lack of pictures once again. I always forget my camera. I think I have taken about 150 pictures. That's almost one for every day, I think..... wait...... I have no idea how many days I've been out now.... maybe 200? Anyway.... It's going to be crazy to see Luke Jones hit his year mark, as I feel like he just barely left in Nivember of last year. And from there, we will all start taking turn hitting the year mark. after that, it's full steam ahead to the 2 year mark....... how crazy. I love my mission. It means everything to me. I am going to sob even harder coming home. I'm not sure how it'll all go down. I can't even imagine the day when this ends..... a mission was as far out as I ever planned for. I guess I just assumed it would never get here, let alone end someday. Now all I know is that I'll go back to BYU...... I don't know what I'll study, where I'll live, or who will be there with me. All I have now is ideas. No plans, really. Should I be worried? For the time being, I am not making any plans. There is far too much to worry about already. Although, quiero viajar a Perú de nuevo con Roberto eventualmente para ver las cosas que no tuve la oportunidad de ver mientras estaba aquí sirviendo una misión. Lugares como Cuzco, o aún Lima. Tengo amigos aquí ahora, y ellos quieren que les visito en el futuro. Entonces, hay que viajar a Casa Grande para verles también. Roberto, ¿quiere ir conmigo a un lugar se llama Hawai? Creo que es cerca de Casa Grande. Quizás 30 minutes más norte, en la cierra. Allí viven ellos. También, quiero decir de nuevo que estoy tan animado para hablar con Usted cuando llamo a mi casa en Diciembre. Será lo maximo. Tiene que decirme si mi Castellano es bueno, o todavía falta mucho para ser entendible. Ya no puedo creer que he aprendido tanto en un tiempo tan corto. Pero sé que también, tengo mucho para mejorar. Mi manera de hablar es un poco raro. Estoy tratando estudiar la gramática lo más posible. ¿Tiene algo que puede ayudarme? Si quiere visitar a Perú conmigo, avíseme no más, y nos vamos. ¡Chao!

I love you Mom, Courtney, Dad, and all the others who love and support me so much. I can feel your love and your prayers every day.

- Elder Boekweg

Monday, October 21, 2013

Short & Sweet

Lets start off this week with the questions:

1. Do you do exchanges with members?
    Yes. "Jovenes" go with us all the time on visits.
2. Did you burn a tie for your 6 month anniversary?
     Na. That's dumb. I'd like to keep what I paid money for. Ha ha ha
3. What is your address where you live? Dad wants to google earth it.
      my house is: Trujillo, Perú, calle los tilos, Urb. California        The office is: Avenida Larco, WONG. If you do    street veiw. you can actually see 2 missionaries standing outside the building. It's funny. 
4. Are you taking medicine for your parasite?
    ............. Not yet...........
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Who told I have a parasite? Was it sister Marler? Yes, it is true...... I caught a tapeworm...... ha ha ha ha ha ha. Just when you think you can´t lose any more weight...... I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to freak out, like I am sure you're doing right now.... Ha ha ha ha ha. Deedre will love that, I'm sure....... ha ha ha ha ha ha
5. What kind of foods do you eat now?

Disneyland, huh? Eileen is sick with envy. Ha ha ha. I hope you rode the pirates of the Caribbean ride for me. That one was my favorite.
Also, dad. I have missed dad so much lately. He doesn't know how much he means to me. I wish somehow I could tell you everything, but I just never have enough time. But I do have this: President Marler asked me to write a song for the Christmas program in Spanish. So you can look forward to seeing me play the Plaza de Armas Trujillo Perú venue this Christmas. Ha ha ha. It'll be cool. I am so excited to come home and be... different. I guess I'm saying that I'm excited to be more like dad. Improved. more willing to sacrifice, and work and bleed and die for things worth working and bleeding and dying for. Dad tried to teach me that my whole life. I am so thankful for his example. It may never have seemed like it, but I feel like especially towards the end of my time before the mission, I understood his "simple man logic" perfectly. My brain thinks the same way.
Alrighty, then... I believe that's it for one week. 
- Elder Boekweg

The Plaza De Armas in Trujillo PERU
They do a Christmas program here every year.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Every Member a Missionary

Hey. Guess what? I am in a building in Trujillo Perú. Yesterday I saw a drunk guy stumbling down the road, and he wanted to shine my shoes for money because he thought I was rich. Everybody here thinks White people have a lot of money. Then don’t understand that even though our jobs pay more money, everything in the states also costs a lot more. Anyway, so this drunk guy starts yelling at me and telling me to sit down so he could shine my shoes. I told him no, and he screamed like I just cut off his foot and started walking away.
People here are so weird. And things like that happen EVERY DAY. Especially when I was in Casa Grande. Weird stuff happen ALL THE TIME in Casa Grande. I used to hear gunshots and screaming at night. People were getting killed 20 feet outside my front door. It was SO dangerous. Ha ha ha. I heard stories about people getting robbed every single day. On the weekends, there was nobody to teach because every human being in the town was drunk. Including the kids. People were always puking in the streets, and sleeping on sidewalks and stuff. I was teaching a lesson one time, and we heard shotguns being shot out in the street probably just ten feet from the door of the house. My companion and I were like, “Is that normal?” and the people shook their heads “no,” but they didn´t act like they were scared. Elder Zavaleta and I were terrified. Then we finished the lessons and had to go home…. so we walked out the door, and found that 5 or so drunk 25 year old´s were shooting beer cans in the middle of the street! And here in Perú, there are no such things as yards. People´s door are attached to the sidewalk, which is 2 feet wide, and then you have the 15 foot wide street. So these people were shooting REALLY close to other people. Ha ha ha.  
                Want another story? It was my very first night in Casa Grande, and we had a lesson appointment… so we show up, and this lady asks us for a blessing. We were mid-conversation, and then all of the sudden her baby started crying. So she starts breastfeeding it in front of us… who were complete strangers. Anyway, I gave the blessing while she was feeding her kid. It was the weirdest thing ever. But now, if I had a nickel for every time a woman breastfed her baby in front of me, I would have at least 5 bucks I´m sure. It´s not even weird anymore.
                I take people to the clinic almost every day, if not every week. So I see a ton of sick Peruvians. We were waiting in a lobby yesterday, and a lady came up to us and introduced herself as a member from Lima, who was visiting her sister who had been hit by a mototaxi and was now hospitalized. She wanted us to give her sister a blessing. So we follow her into some obscure dirty corner of this gross old hospital, and the nurses make us wear Doctor´s aprons. So we arrive at her bedside, and she opens her eyes. She looks amazed. Probably she just woke up from a coma to see some gringo with blonde hair at her bedside, but maybe also because we were now dressed completely in white. I wonder if she was scared that she died. Ha ha ha. Her blessing was cool. All she did was smile. It’s so cool to bless people´s lives like that.
                I found out that Chicama, Perú has the world´s largest left-breaking waves, and is a glory hole for surfers. So we always see surfers in the airport when we send missionaries home. I was 20 minutes away from Chicama while I was in Casa Grande. So I bought this dumb necklace that I’m going to try to send to you, carved from a jungle tree seed that has oceany stuff carved into it; a dolphin or something. It’s pretty cool. I got it for 2 soles, or about 75 cents.
               Oh yeah… that reminds me….not to make you all sad, but my coming home date got changed from March to May of 2015. Which means I’ll actually serve a 25 month mission. Cool, right? I have 19 months left. Ha ha ha. Falta un poco tiempo…..

We had two questions for Chance:

1. Can you print emails and read them later?
2. How do you dry clean your suits?
 Our bishop does them. Funny story about that actually, the first time I gave it to him (Which was the first time my suit had been washed in over 6 months) I got it back with 3 gigantic holes in it...... ha ha ha ha. But my pensionista sewed tham back up, so It's all good. Too bad I only brought 1 suit.

Mom, can you send me a German book? Maybe the same one I used for college? I'd like to study it... ha ha ha. Also, do you know something that you could do for the missionaries that would make them super happy? If you offered to go with them to a lesson at an investigator's house sometime, they would probably die. Even better, if you offered our house as a lesson place that they could bring investigators too, they would love you forever more. And when you do that, when you go with them, bear your testimony into the eyes of the investigator. Let them know you are a real person who really believes these things. Nobody can deny a local member's testimony. You will leave their house having made them wonder about the truthfulness of these things. As missionaries, we too have power to witness of the Gospel, but it is always a little different coming from an active member. Investigators know it is a missionary´s job to say things about the Gospel, but when members volunteer to do it, there is a special power about it. Please help the missionaries as much as you can. We all need it. Give them whatever they need. However, if they are disobedient, crack the whip. I have realized just how important members are in missionary work. Without them, NOTHING happens. People think the missionaries can somehow baptize people and keep them active without any help. IT DOES NOT WORK LIKE THAT. First of all, Mmbers should be involved in EVERY step of the proccess. Finding people to teach, the actual teaching, and the helping of keeping the investigator active, once baptized. God gives us any and all success that we have in this life. The missionary´s really don't do much of anything on their own. At least, they shouldn't have to. So please help them. Make is to that nothing happens without the members. Tell the young men to volunteer to accompany them in their visits. I am so very grateful for the chances I had to go with them before the mission. It was the single best practice I had befire the actual mission itself. The young men don't have time to wait. They need to do things NOW. A mission comes so quickly. And even with all the mission prep class I took both from our ward and BYU and every other source I could find, I still felt unprepared. DO. THINGS. NOW.

That is all. Ha ha ha ha
I love you all, especially you, Mom.
- Elder Boekweg
Still singing

Still playing soccer

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Goat Heads

Sis Marler put this pic on her blog. She says "4 goat heads...ooops, that is 3 goat heads and Elder Boekweg"
So lets cover a few questions first:
1. Do you go out proselyting everyday or only on designated days?
     Sometimes, I have too much to do here. So we don't always go out proselyting. But I hear that as soon as me and Elder Tway get the hang of things, we will be going with the assistants to proselyte in different areas and zones almost every day. That'll be fun. I´ll see the whole mission.
2. Are you gaining any weight yet? I know you are eating better. I saw the pics of you eating tres leche cake. It looked delicious!!
    No..... Just raw muscle. It's awesome. Me and Elder Tway have this sweet nightly exercise program worked out, (not to mention my 200 continuous sit-ups every morning) so We're actually getting pretty ripped. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Also... I don't know what's up with my facial hair, but all of the sudden I have tons of it. It practically grows up to my eyes now.
3. I am starting to try and figure out your Christmas package. Do you need any American things like medicine or deodorant or whatever?
   Nope. Just buy me a banjo for Christmas and leave it downstairs until I come home. :) Just send me a picture of it. Really. I mean it. Ha ha ha ha. Seriously.
4. Is it spring yet?
    As the nickname suggests, Trujillo is the ´city of eternal spring.´ Every morning is chilly, and every afternoon is warm. After being in Casa Grande, Trujillo is PARADISE. Ha ha ha. There´s Wong's, and nice showers, and even floors............
Now.... I just got done watching General Conference in the mission Pres´s house.... and Sister Marler made cinnamon rolls.... I felt like I was home again. They really have become my surrogate grandparents. I feel completely at home around them. I love them. President teaches us things all the time. I am SO grateful for that. It's like living in the presence of FOUNTAIN of knowledge.
Also... I want to Roberto to know how much I like his country. I love it. I love the people, the architecture, the climate, the language, everything.... except the rice and chicken. I just have to mention how different it is from what I'm used to. Amo al Perú.
Mission President asked me to write a song for the mission that they can sing at all the zone meetings. So it looks like I get to leave a part of my music here too. I am so happy about it. He has a guitar, and although it is a nylon string, it seems like the greatest and only guitar in my world right now. By the way Sadie, how is my old guitar doing? You should send me a picture of the old girl sometime..... Oh how I miss her.
No puedo creer cuan diferente es la vida ahora. Y en verdad, todavía estoy aprendiendo el idioma y todo, pero puedo ver el progreso en maneras que antes yo nunca creí eran posibles. All my friends are going to laugh at me and my spanish when we get home, because in comparison to theirs, mine is very formal and proper. But I hear that´s just how Peruvians talk.
Dad... I am still crying about your letter. I'll let you know when I can worthily reply back. I'm sure you understand my logic. Mom won't. Ha ha ha.
Mom.... this week, Sister Marler had me call the Salt Lake Temple to submit some names of struggling missionaries and their families.  I know that God is well aware of our struggles, and loves us enough to bless us always, even though when all is said and done, we probably don't deserve any of it.
Uncle and Eileen... I love you and your kids. Uncle, I want you to know that your nametag is always on the inside of my suitcoat.  And I want to hear more about y'all.
Familia Gomez... You people are awesome. That is all for now.
Familia Fivas... Your son is a dork. That is also all fow now. I love him.
Familia Johansen/Sadie... Tell Taylor or Nate to send me directions of how to make your hair look awesome even when you accidentally cut it like a fool because you were doing it alone?
Familia Kelsey... Tyler is hilarious. Linzi is brave. Also, there is an Elder going home this change named Elder Vanden Bosch. He plays soccer for Dixie. You may want to look him up. He is 6ft 5in and has hair like the Johansen boys. Jacee, I hope is stoked about her last year in high school. And Kamry...... I believe enough has been said. I love you all too.
And to all the rest who I did not have time to write, I love you and wish you a happy week. Enjoy conference. And Brett Paulick.... this does not count as a church attendance. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
- Elder Boekweg

Did y'all go to Elder Young's homecoming? Can Deedre send me some more interesting stories about my ancestors? Will you tell Taylor Gregrich I said hi, and that she is an example to me of faith? Will you also send me pictures of mountains? I miss them.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Welcome to Peru

Part of Chances new position is to be on the welcoming committee for incoming missionaries.
I have some questions for you: (the first 2 are from Grandma Boekweg)
1.  -     Is your apartment at, by, or close to the mission office? (He talked about taking calls until midnight)
    The apartment is about a 7 minute walk from the office. But my area is about a 45 minute walk from the office.... so that gets kind of old. You spend an hour just getting to area to proselyte.
2-     When he has to go out around Trujillo (i.e. taking a missionary to catch the bus) is it on foot or does someone drive?
       I usually walk. My companion is the mission´s financial secretary, so he is always looking to save money. In other words, we don't spend money on taxis unless somebody is missing a leg. Ha ha ha. But it´s all good. I love the walk. It's cool. We walk past the only Fender guitar store that I think exists in Perú. If only I could play guitar........  ha ha ha

3. Have you been healthy?
    Aside from some parasite symptoms, yes. That would be fun. It would be my own problem, as I am over the health of the missionaries.....

4. What do you do for P-day now?
     I usually have to work through it. People are always sick. Sister missionaries call me round the clock. Ha ha ha. I have never talked on the phone with girls so much in my life.... pretty ironic. This is another one of those things that I could only see happening to myself. Ha ha. I have only had 3 Pdays here, so I don´t really know yet.

5. From Eileen- So chance - how is the new area? Peanut Butter? Does that mean it's a pretty big city? What could you compare it to? Is it going to be easier to get packages and letters? Are you able to do something besides soccer now on pday? What do you usually do for service?
     Nutella is far superior to peanut butter, and they do have it here! The new area is weird. we got assigned to this place that is like a big construction site. It's basically empty. Nobody lives there yet, because none of the houses are finished. But we also have a really poor area of the city too. There aren´t really any skyscrapers here, it's just like endless amounts of suburbs and apartments. But it is really dirty. I think I compared it dirty Madrid or something. La plaza de armas aquí en Trujillo parece exactamente como una parte de España, pero creo que todavía, hay menos edificios y cosas así.

6. Did you get Dads letter?
    Yes. By the end of the first paragraph, I cried. Thank you so much for writing me. Especially such a long letter. As a missionary, there are few joys greater than reading mail from your family. So it's always good when you find that a letter will take you a long time to read. It takes you home for just a second. I was glad to hear about all the things going on at home. I know it´s not easy for you to write letters. It's not easy for me to type. I understand perfectly. But I love you too. Did they get you to trade, your heroes for gold? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange, a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? Righteous. Rock on, my father.

7. It takes so long for me to ship you anything that Ive been thinking about Christmas and if you will need a calling card to call us? I have a package ready to go (not your Christmas package) and I can put a calling card in it so you will have it for sure. Should I?
    No calling card. I get to Skype. 40 minutes. I'll be doing it here from the office. I hope I myself can get it figured out. 
I love you. Things are crazy here. Still haven´t had time to take pictures.  *The pictures on here are from Sister Marlers Blog.
-Elder Boekweg

20 new missionaries

Helping with the Sisters luggage

Welcome to Peru

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Life in the Mission Office

Questions first:

1. Do you go on the trips to other places with the Marlers?
    Yeah. They told me I'll see the entirety of this mission, including some areas that haven't been opened up yet. I get to help President open places. That'll be sweet.
2. Does Pres. Marler know you know how to play the guitar? Are you going to get the chance to play his?
     He knows. He told me he wants me to do a musical number sometime. I'll told him YES. Ha ha ha. He has the nicest guitar in Perú. Haven't had the chance to play it yet.
3. When you make a facebook can we friend you?
    Don't have one yet. I'll resist it as long as I can. Ha ha ha ha. Funny how I will only get one when God Himself wants me to..... Ha ha ha ha.
4. Are you going to have an IPAD?
    Don't know..... I would say though, that if anyone here is getting one, it's the assistants, then me. 
5. Did you get Dads letter? I know shocking, he sent you one.
     Nope. I got one from Sister Taylor, though! She is awesome. I miss her unique brand of humor. People here don't laugh at the same stuff I do. I'm always looking weird because I laugh at things that nobody else does. Ha ha ha.
6. Will you send us pics of your new apartment and city?
     I will when I get some. This job keeps me so busy that I haven't had time to take even one pic of Trujillo. But I feel like I just got transferred from Perú to Spain. It's a lot nicer here. REALLY European. It's like........ a filthy version of Madrid.
7. Do you do the trainings for zone conferences?
    Yeah. President Marler also told me that in the future, I will be doing splits with the assistants to go work with Zone Leaders, and we will be teaching them how to become better teachers..... which is a daunting task for me, as I have never been even a senior companion yet......... apparently, My job floats somewhere between Zone Leaders and Assistants. I'm like a weird 'special task' missionary. They're even going to make me get a new plaque that says I'm from the office. It's all very weird. It's very humbling, because I stink at just about everything that this job entails. Ha ha ha ha.
8. Where will you watch general conference?
    Thanks to my new job, I will be watching it at the mission President's house..... right at his side.... I am going to learn SO much. It's so cool, because already, I will be somewhere with President, and he will lean over to me and teach me some profound doctrine that I had never thought of before. I am so lucky to be able to spend so much time with him. It's like drinking straight from the spring. Unfiltered, pure and personal. I LOVE that part of it.

My Spanish is also improving much more quickly here. Half of the office speaks English, so I am constantly having to switch between the two. They say that's better for retention of a language. Sometimes I can't remember if people just told me something in English or Spanish. Even some of my own thoughts are that way.... Not to mention I have to call places like Argentina and Puerto Rico now, so I get to hear all sorts of accents and forms of Spanish. Argentinians have beautiful Spanish. It's soft and gentle. At least, more so than the Caribbean guys.... they are barely understandable. Especially over the phone. Ha ha ha ha. This job has grabbed hold of every one of my weak points and is just pulling on them to make them grow. I can't believe how much I'm learning here. It's disgusting.

Like I said before, I am the health guy too. Which means I get to work not only with President, but Sister Marler a lot too. She is crazy. it's so funny, because she is way more....... brutal than President is. President always wants to send people to the clinic for any sickness. But Sister Marler always wants me to tell them to buck up. Ha ha ha.

And the clinic.................. Uncle, imagine Verruckt zombies level. That is exactly what the hospital here looks like. I always envision Nazi Zombies jumping down from the holes in the ceiling when I have to go there....

My job requires me to not ever sleep..... People call me late at night from Lima asking questions about Visas and things. Last night, I went to bed at around 12, and then woke up at 5 thirty to take a missionary to the bus stop to get to Chimbote. And that's just a normal day! I am working SO crazy hard here....... by the time my time here in the office is done, I am going to know everything about everyone. This must be how Brand Reynolds feels. Maybe he can help me learn about parasites, since pretty much everybody here has them. By the time I come home, I will be like a witchdocter/ultimate survivalist. I will know how to cure every problems that one can acquire in the 3rd world country of Perú. Ha ha ha. Maybe that will come in handy when my own kids get sick.... maybe to some extent, I will know what to do when they get bitten by death mosquitoes and piranhas. :) I love this weird country.

Roberto..... ¡estoy esperando su respuesta! Tengo una invitación de una familia en Casa Grande para regresar un día y gastar una semana con ellos en Hawai, (cual es un citio cerca de Cascas) y me dijeron que puedo traer mi familia. Entonces, Tal vez podemos visitarles juntos un día. No sé, quizás aún visitar a Lima también. Quiero ver su país con Ud. Sabe mucho más que yo a cerca de la cultura y todo.

I love you all, especially you, mama.

- Elder Boekweg