I Have Graven Thee Upon the Palms of My Hands

1 Nephi 21:14-16

 14 But, behold, Zion hath said: The Lord hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me—but he will show that he hath not.

 15 For can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee, O house of Israel.

 16 Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.

So, yesterday was fast and testimony meeting in our little branch. I decided that I should share my testimony after wondering if I should get up. I have been re-reading the Book of Mormon with the intent to discover a love for the book, because I just don’t quite have it yet . A testimony of the book is no problem, but I desire to really love it. So, I shared with them this scripture. I told them that even thought the Lord had “brought them down” to being a branch, He would raise them up if they let Him and work with Him. The Spirit was so strong that I was trembling and couldn’t withhold my words. It was amazing.

Sister Henderson made me FRENCH BREAD.

Sister Henderson made me FRENCH BREAD.

Just look at this beauty. It was soooo tasty.

Just look at this beauty. It was soooo tasty.

So, I’ve been sick this week, so there haven’t been too many adventures because I’ve been so stuffed up that I just haven’t been paying attention. We have a baptism lined up for the 12th and things should be going fantastically for that investigator. We’re teaching another family where the entire branch has to be on board to help them out. It is exciting to see how the branch is finally starting to take responsibility for things that are happening here.

This Tuesday I got another call from Sister Henderson. She told me that they were running late to get to the Airport to pick up two brand new sister missionaries. They didn’t want them to freak out, so they sent me to go and meet them and let them know that they were on their way. So, we sat in the tiny airport and when the plane arrived, I was able to give them the grand welcome! It was great. However, both of them said that they already knew me because they had been reading the blog. How fantastic… The blog is great, but at times it worries me because I wonder WHO is actually reading it. Guess being a missionary with 20 months takes you to that…

Anyway, that’s about it for this week. I burned a pair of pants in a brilliant blaze of fire and have had some fun. The cold is almost gone, so I’m doing fine. Well, hope that you all have some fantastic adventures this week! I’m off to have my own!

To celebrate 20 months, I burnt a pair of pants! (I meant to do this at 18 months, but never managed it.) I wrote a note.

To celebrate 20 months, I burnt a pair of pants! (I meant to do this at 18 months, but never managed it.) I wrote a note.

Me and my pants.

Me and my pants.

They burnt even better than the white shirt!

They burnt even better than the white shirt!

Good bye 20 months! I can't believe I'm so close to the end of the mission!

Good bye 20 months! I can’t believe I’m so close to the end of the mission!

With many llamas,

David

For service this week, we decided to paint our room. However, there was only paint for the ceiling, which I painted again since the paint was falling away.

For service this week, we decided to paint our room. However, there was only paint for the ceiling, which I painted again since the paint was falling away.

For our mission activity, we watched the Testaments with the projector. The thing is installed in the ceiling, but when they installed the projector, they totally forgot to install a white screen. So, to make up for the missing screen, we used one of the sacrament cloths and it fit just perfectly!

For our mission activity, we watched the Testaments with the projector. The thing is installed in the ceiling, but when they installed the projector, they totally forgot to install a white screen. So, to make up for the missing screen, we used one of the sacrament cloths and it fit just perfectly!

Earthquakes are Awesome

So Thursday night, at around 11:00 local time, there was a decent earthquake in Huancayo! I felt the whole thing since I couldn’t quite get to sleep after thinking forever. The earthquake shook my bed, the clothes thingy (what on earth is Ropero in English…?), and I could hear the windows shake hard core. It was awesome, but it shocked me. I proceeded to talk about it with my companion, but he barely even felt it due to being in active Pisco his whole life. Elder Ortega (the Argentinian in my district) thought that the earthquake was a ghost shaking his bed. Yes, there are weird stories that run through the mission.

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Councils, Interviews and Missionary Work — Oh Boy!

A standard trip to the Metro Market. We get some cookies, some drinks, and some other random junk. Those Milo Sandwich cookies are the BEST. If Milo isn't in the states, I don't know what I'll do. (Note from Mom: Elder Torres must have found a Coke bottle with his name from the Coke Create a Can ad campaign.)

A standard trip to the Metro Market. We get some cookies, some drinks, and some other random junk. Those Milo Sandwich cookies are the BEST. If Milo isn’t in the states, I don’t know what I’ll do. (Note from Mom: Elder Torres must have found a Coke bottle with his name from the Coke Create a Can ad campaign.)

Well, what a pretty good week! It has been quite an adventure this week especially with all of the things that have been going on. As always, the work has been going well, and I’m doing great! I really love how things are going here and always look forward to the new day.

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Huaytapallana: My Death this Week

So, this email is later than normal this week (4pm MDT rather than 10am!) because this morning we went to the highest mountain in the Huancayo region of Peru. The mountain is named Huaytapallana and in Quechua means “place to pick flowers.” However, there are absolutely no flowers! And there’s some kind of curse on the mountain that if you take flowers from the mountain, you will personally cause a TON of rain and miserable weather in the valley… Not sure if that curse is true, but it was a great hike! We hiked for about three hours on the uphill direction and an hour and a half on the downhill. There is a gigantic glacier that we figured had been around since the ice age and that there are probably some pretty fantastic creatures buried under the ice that we have never known existed! Well, maybe I’m just exaggerating this time, but whatever. (from Mom: David spelled it ‘exadurating’ — he is officially losing his English, I think!)

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Fourth of July in Perú and Meeting the New Presidente

Well, hope that everyone had a great Fourth of July! I sure did. We taught some awesome lessons and really helped people come unto Christ. We got a young man ready for his baptism and did some other things that were rather productive. Along with that we also had hamburgers with Mamí Pachis. She is seriously the best pensionista in the entire world. She made Elder Bonner and me Mac and Cheese twice this week and real hamburgers. She also told us that she is our mother for the next few months, so we have to see her as our mother. She’ll never replace my real mother, but at least she’s a decent replacement while I’m gone.

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Hello from the Mission Peru Huancayo

That’s right! As I suspected, I ended up in the Mission Perú Huancayo! I got a phone call on Tuesday night informing me that I would be headed off to Huancayo in the morning, and boy was I excited. I am rather sad to leave behind Elder Nuñez, but I know that it was time for a change. I was tired of being tired all the time in Cerro de Pasco — that is not a healthy city. So, I headed off to Huancayo via a bus that was headed off to Lima  and got off in La Oroya to meet with one of the zone leaders of Tarma so he could put me in a really uncomfortable car (seriously, three elders with 2-3 huge suitcases each!) and I headed off to Huancayo. When I got to Huancayo, there was a really nice reunion with me, Elder Cifuentes, and a handful of other elders that I know. Then, we headed off to my area, Chilca, Huancayo where I am District Leader over Pampas and Florida (two elder and two hermana companionships). I’m super excited for my new assignment and am anxiously awaiting what the Lord has in store for me.

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Do You Believe in Magic?

Well, I sure do.  However, I believe in the logical explanation of magic.  Magic (or miracles in missionary terms) is when we can’t explain exactly what happened.  We know that everything is bound by laws, but we honestly don’t know all of the laws.  That is what is happening with my companion and me.  As we obey the counsel of the mission president, be obedient, and do all of the work that we possibly can, the Lord makes up for the rest and we find people put into our path that are really interested.

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I’m Off to Go to Lima to Train

I’m writing early today.  So, I got a call pretty late last night (well, 10:10 is pretty late for missionaries) from the President.  He told me that I had a new assignment, to train a new Elder! I have no idea who it is going to be, but it will be a new missionary that is just starting the mission.  So, today I’m headed off to Lima for the training meeting, to pick up my companion, and return to San Pedro de Cajas.  We leave at about 11:00 this morning, and should arrive in Lima at 6:00 or 7:00 tonight.  I’m looking forward to meeting my new comp.  I just hope that I can be a good example and teach him correctly.

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