Thursday, June 15, 2017

TWO YEARS ago...


June 15.
This day has a special place in my heart. 
I remember I left at 3am on a Tuesday morning. I said good-bye to my family and friends and hopped on a plane to Piura, Peru. 
I expected the heat.
I expected to walk along sandy streets.
I expected to eat mounds of rice and talk to dozens of people every day.
But I did not expect to be so humbled, stretched, and tried.
The journey started with tears over homesickness and difficulty with the language.
It ended with tears over the people. Their joys became mine, their worries became mine, and I was able to gain a very real and intimate understanding that we are children of a loving Heavenly Father.
I am forever grateful for having served a mission. 





























































































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