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 Whats up guys! Im lovin it down here. The weeks feel like days. 

Its starting to get real that Im heading to Peru. A week from now Ill be packing my bags. Ive been going on google maps and using street veiw to walk around chiclayo, jaen, and chachapoyas (areas in my mission) and all I see is huge mountains, a bunch of third world looking buildings, motorcycles, and a ton of nasty looking dogs lol. It will be a change. 

Spanish is coming. I feel like i can say just about anything i want to (with bad conjugation and bad wordage of course) but its getting better. I love talking to the Elders from Mexico. Listening and talking to natives teaches you so much faster than a textbook can. I often find myself saying words that I never have been taught, just picked up from conversation, and honestly would take a minute to think about the meaning in english, but just make sense in spanish. This is a good sign because it means im learning how spanish works and learning meanings in spanish and not translating every word into english and back into spanish in my head. I feel so blessed to learn this language. 

Im so sick of the food. Its different but all tastes the same. My dad was epic and send me corn nuts and fat ties this week though so im good👍

Im going to finish with an absolutely incredible experience from this week. I know these words wont even roughly put into perspective how much this experience meant to me, but Ill share anyways. This sunday elder B and I were asked to share a brief 5 minute lesson as part of our Branch priesthood meeting. The Branch President had the 45 minute lesson, so it was just a small part of the lesson. On saturday we planned out what we were going to say. It seemed great. Our lesson was about teaching by the spirit. As we stood up to teach. I got a strong feeling to scrap everything. The entire lesson. I followed the prompting. It was obvioulsy a short lesson so all this change included was scrapping my scripture and Preach My Gospel qoute and follow the spirit in finding a new one. I said this to everyone, and everyone was caught off gaurd (especially my comp lol). With absolutely no lesson plan, I was prompted to go to 2 Nephi 32, where I had been studying all week. I love this chapter. The one verse that hadn't really struck me yet was verse 3. But I felt prompted to read that single verse. I was also prompted to change the first word "angels" to "missionaries". With this change the verse reads 

Missionaries speak by the power of the Holy Ghost; wherefore, they speak the words of Christ. Wherefore, I said unto you, feast upon the words of Christ; for behold, the words of Christ will tell you all things what ye should do.

I shared this, and the spirit absutely flooded the room. I don't even remember what I said after that, because my words were 100% not mine. They were from the spirit. So cool. This experience really proved to me that as a missionary, I am not Elder Pohlman, I am an instrument in the Lords hands (something I talked about in my farewell talk). Elder B went with my little curve ball super well. I concluded with my testimony that if we speak through the spirit, we will touch peoples hearts in an incredible way (a part of my testimony that grew emensly in those 5 minutes). 

After the little lesson, president Savage looked at me and said "A lesson about teaching by the spirit, and you pull that out? Theres no better way to teach the lesson you just taught than by doing what you just did. Im going to follow your example." He pulled out his paper that he had used to map out his 45 minute lesson with and folded it up and threw it away. He started his lesson by saying that he had recieved a prompting from my little lesson to go to a verse in moroni and do the exact same thing. He went to moroni 7 and did this. With the change the verses read 

"And because he hath done this, my beloved brethren, have miracles ceased? Behold I say unto you, Nay; neither have MISSIONARIES ceased to minister unto the children of men. For behold, they are subject unto him, to minister according to the word of his command, showing themselves unto them of strong faith and a firm mind in every form of godliness.And the office of their ministry is to call men unto repentance, and to fulfil and to do the work of the covenants of the Father, which he hath made unto the children of men, to prepare the way among the children of men, by declaring the word of Christ unto the chosen vessels of the Lord, that they may bear testimony of him."

How cool. President Savage then talked about how he had never looked at these verses in this way, but because of the little tweak I had made, was prompted to go to Moroni and do the same. So freaking cool. From there the lesson was completely guided by the spirit. It was absolutely perfect. It was the strongest spirit I have ever felt. Do you think its possble that 50 minutes of lessons could go absolutely perfect, with no planning at all just on a wimb? I promise you it cant haha. This moment may not seem that cool or important to you guys, but to me it has been absolutely mission changing. Something so simple as going out on a wimb to change to a different verse and change one word because I was prompted to, absolutely changed about 70 peoples Sabath. There was no better way to teach and learn about teaching by the spirit than to practice what I was about to preach and do it. So cool.

Love you guys! 

Elder Pohlman

Some photographs 

1. Me pointing at a cool painting

2. Cruel cruel world (elder adams girl)

3. No hablo ingles 

4. Our district (dont know why i decided to stand in front of everyone but its ok)

5. Go Utes 

Kinda just livin tbh

 "Chosen by God to serve him below. To every land and people we'll go. Standing for truth with fervent accord, teaching his Holy Word."

Whats up everyone. Elder Cpohl checking in. Hope everyone is well. What a beautiful work I get to be apart of! Last Wed I had the opportunity to welcome new missionaries. Shoutout to Stinky and Glib on their arivals. Two studs! Bolivia and Peru are blessed.  Seeing new missionaries flood in is so cool. There have been a few times when I've gotten to talk with elders who I wouldn't necessarily say I got along with in high school. It's cool to see that it doesn't matter if you were a Bengal, titan, eagle, or hawk anymore. Our name tags don't have the names of our schools. They have the name of Christ. Thats one thing we all have in common. We've all put our past issues on the alter of sacrifice to be here, united, to serve the Lord. What a blessing. 

It's awesome here. I love it. I don't want to leave. The days are long, but incredible. Everything is all starting to mesh together as the days start to fly by, so I've been actually writing in my journal every single night for the first time in my life. It's seriously flying already. 14 days from now I'll be living on another continent. Kinda crazy. 

The Lord is blessing my Spanish. There's a district of elders from Mexico here that don't really speak English. I've been hanging out with them a lot. This week I taught the first lesson to two of them fully in Spanish and was able to convey and understand everything I needed to. I told them to talk fast but I'm not sure if they did haha. My teacher asked how I did and one of them told him I have "un testimonio corto y poderoso" a short and powerful testimony. This is honestly all I need. I've learned down here that you don't need a ton of vocab and long drawn out explanations. All you need to really pierce peoples hearts is to bring the spirit, let it talk through you, and then share a quick to the point testimony. The "nativos" say Spanish is the celestial language, and when you're able to feel the spirit in Spanish, it makes sense why. What a beautiful language.

The decision to serve a mission has already blessed my life. I can't wait to see what's ahead. 

Con amor 

Elder Pohlman

No sleep till Brooklyn

 This week has been absolutely legendary. I love it down here. The people down here are pretty epic. The spirit is super strong, and I'm not nece

ssarily excited for when we get to the field and the spirit isn't spoon fed to us. 

Last night was crazy. And such an answer to prayers. Last Sunday as I layed in bed between hourly alarms at about 2 am I felt like I was missing something in my studies. I got on my knees and prayed for guidance in my studies for the week. I got the answer to listen to some talks by Bednar. I listened to probably 20. I loved them and shared them with some of you. Last night we had a typical Tuesday night devotional. Right before the meeting they stood up and announced that there was a member of the 12 speaking. Out walked Bednar. I've always known that guy speaks with power, but when you are sitting 20 feet from him and he looks you in the eyes, it's on a whole different level. I still haven't processed everything he said, but took better notes than I've ever taken in school. I will send a few of my takeaways in my email next week. The meeting was absolutely unreal. We started with Called to Serve. Then heard from Bednar and his wife. Then we (the choir) sang Hope of Israel. Unreal. I'm still in awe. 

Elder B (my comp) is an absolute legend. As I'm writing this he is methodically examining the hymm book to find the most recent addition. He is very confused as to why the church hasn't had any album drops in the last 50 or so years. Pretty good point tbh. Let me know if you know the answer. 

Personal study is the best part of every day. I've already finished the book of mormon once. I plan to read it a few more times before I head out to Peru.

The eye is doing better. I should be fine. I've had migraines and been sick since I got here. The doctor said I just need some sleep. Go figure. They need to get me out of this unsanitary place and send me somewhere clean like Peru. 

I have realized that feeling the spirit every single day is crucial to missionary work. It makes it so much more fun and happy. I've found myself thinking abt people back home and stuff a lot this week. This has made me pretty sad. I don't like it. There's no doubt it's Satan trying to mess with me. My branch president told me in my intro meeting with him that I'm prepared and the only way Satan is going to get to me is through people at home and through Spanish. But the spirit always drowns satan out. 

I'm still terrible at Spanish. I'm just trusting that it will come. It will. 

I'm completely sleep deprived. I can't even explain how horrible I feel all day. Waking up 15+ times a night to an extremely loud alarm is not it. However, Jesus said to love one another. So I do my best. I made a cave and sleep with ear plugs and it still wakes me up at least once an hour. I get in bed at 1020 every night and am asleep before the lights are out at 1030. Just in time for the 11 pm alarm. That's how tired I am lol. You'll notice I'm writing this email at 4 am. That's because I've been up since 1 with the alarms so I just hopped in the shower and got ready, now writing emails. 2 hours of sleep a night can't be healthy... I constantly have headaches and just feel terrible. I finally asked him if there's anything we can do to all get more sleep and he did not take kindly to that at all. Bummer. Guess I'll stick it out for 18 more nights. Really testing my patience and faith.

Anyone who was a fan of my snap story back in the glory days might remember a story about fat ties. I said to resurrect the fat tie. Well that resurrection is coming to pass. Fat ties are lit. If someone can find me a tie with about 6-8 inches of girth, I would really appreciate it. 

Have a good week everyone. God loves you. Elder Pohlman does too. I challenge everyone to read 2 Nephi 9 and email me how you felt after you read it this week. We truly do have a God that loves us. I'd love to talk to anyone today, feel free to reach out. 

Élder Pohlman 

Not even in Peru and already got a parasite 🤣🤣🤣 (in my eye)

 What a week. This week has definitely had some ups and downs. 

The first night here was the worst night of my life. I missed my family, the sheets the mtc gives you smell like BO (I started using my own within a few hours), the beds are creaky, one of the elders in my dorm has diabetes so he has an alarm that goes off super loud and flashes every hour to wake everyone up to make sure he's OK. It sucks. I don't usually cry when I'm sad but I definitely cried the first night lol. Another thing that has sucked is I've been dealing with an eye ulceration this week. Apparently it's a parasite that eats into your cornea. Seems pretty serious. So I'll probably have to get that checked out every day lol. It hurts pretty bad. I had to take a shuttle and go to another doctor off campus. That sucked. The light sensitivity is crazy. It hurts so bad. Wow. I started to get migraines from the light and moving my eyes around so I just kinda layed inside for a while. Hopefully I don't go blind lol.

I've been selling my soul for this language. I'm very discouraged. It feels like for every 1 thing I learn there are 10 new things I need to learn.

This week did definitely have some wins though. The day after I got here I got an email that I needed to bring my yellow fever vaccine card to the office. That scared me. But when I got there they took it from me and told me congrats, and that my Visa had come. So I will be heading straight to Peru in a couple weeks. No reasignment. Im so freaking pumped. I won't lie, I was kinda excited about the idea of possibly serving in my own country for a while. This is in fact the greatest country on earth. God Bless America. But I'm stoked to go straight to Peru. They said my visa coming in under 3 months is the fastest they've seen for Peru since covid. Pretty cool. It seems like every day I meet 20 people going to Peru. Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy more than anywhere else. I'd say I've probably met more people going to Peru than the united states. Crazy.  There is definitely something special happening down there, and I can't wait to be apart of it. 

Every time I run in to Mr. Clay or Randy it is an absolute let up. I love my boys. Shoutout to Mr. Clay as he heads out for Singapore this week. 

I absolutely love my comp. At first I was worried, but he's an absolute thug. I seriously love him so much. He's from Brazil, so his Portuguese helps with Spanish. He's helped me a ton. I seriously love him so much. He's one of the nicest guys I've ever met. He loves to just lay outside and look at the mountains, so we do that a lot during our breaks. I've regained my appreciation for our incredible mountains. I can't wait to serve in the magnificent Andes.

All is well. Reach out to me! 

Con amor 

Élder Pohlman

Here's some cool photographs (hopefully they come through I suck at email.) 

1. My eye lol

2. Dressed up nice for Ken battle 

3. Rip Lil homie 

4. Elder Kenneth (he has 7 girlfriend)

5. The district (we lit)

6. Stretchy pants 

7. Some guy (good at minecraft)