Omnilife

This week we knocked a door and a guy opened up and smiled, opened the door and imediately told us to come in. My missionary jackpot button was buzzing. We walked in and he sat us down in a little room with about 10 chairs. We realized that it was an Omnilife shop. They started giving us cups and all sorts of powders to mix. Then all of the sudden a seminar started. They started telling all about the products. The guy told stories about how he broke his leg in a moto crash but drank an OMNI+ and was fine 3 days later. His mom was on bedrest for 5 years until he gave her omnilife and now she is completely fine. He lost 15 kilos in 2 weeks after drinking the weight loss powder. I was in awe and had no Idea how I had never heard of this magic powder. Then they tried to get us to sign up to be sellers. It was a pretty crazy/mind blowing moment 

We spent quite a bit of time this week contacting in the park and knocking doors. In chiclayo this usually doesn't usually work but we had visited just about every member point, old grey dot, and just about everything else that usually works so we contacted quite a bit. We actually saw some cool results. We met a bunch of really cool people that we think will progress. One guy Hilton that we found knocking doors game to church as well as a guy names Josue that we met contacting in public. We are hoping they will progress. 

I have eated at least 2 chirimoyas a day. I have been saying for 2 years that I wouldn't get sick of it and I still havent. 

I am grateful to be a missionary and reresent the Lord as his servant. I am grateful for one more full week to live, serve, love, preach and enjoy here in Chiclayo. I hope that this week is everything I have always thought it would be. 

29 And we have entered into their houses and taught them, and we have taught them in their streets; yea, and we have taught them upon their hills; and we have also entered into their temples and their synagogues and taught them; and we have been cast out, and mocked, and spit upon, and smote upon our cheeks; and we have been stoned, and taken and bound with strong cords, and cast into prison; and through the power and wisdom of God we have been delivered again. 

30 And we have suffered all manner of afflictions, and all this, that perhaps we might be the means of saving some soul; and we supposed that our joy would be full if perhaps we could be the means of saving some. 

31 Now behold, we can look forth and see the fruits of our labors; and are they few? I say unto you, Nay, they are many; yea, and we can witness of their sincerity, because of their love towards their brethren and also towards us.

Hasta pronto 

Élder Pohlman🇵🇪🇵🇪

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Pedro 🌊

 My goal this week was to just have fun. To just enjoy peru, these people, the food, and just soak it in. It was easily the best week of this transfer. We worked hard and had a great time. A couple times this week elder Alves and I broke out in full blown one block sprint races. It was so fun. Little moments like that are things that I will always remember. It changes the pace of the day, gets the vibes up and brightens the mood. 

We went to Monsefú last pday and got some incredible encimadas. So good. 

Pedro was baptized yesterday. We met him 15 days ago and taught him shirtless sitting on a curb. We invited him to be baptized in the first contact and he accepted. His life, countanance, and desires have completely changed. It was a beautiful baptism. 

Something really cool about the story of the Church is how Martin Harris came to believe in the work. Joseph Smith had seen angeles, talked face to face with the Father and the Son, and held the plates in his hands. Martin Harris simply prayed and asked God if the work was true. He felt a still small voice and knew that it was. 

At midnight one day this week we woke up to a bunch of yelling outside the apartment. We looked out the window and there was a full blown fight going on between a mom and the dad of her kids. They were yelling at each other for a while. It was really sad. I couldn't sleep for a while thinking how gratefull I am for my family and the important truths I have learned on my mission about the family, the law of chastity, and the importance of a united family. I am gratefull for these truths. 

 

David, the miracle man from Chachapoyas that I shared the voice message about a few months back went to the temple in Trujillo this week. He was hyped and sent me pics. The gospel changes lifes. 

Short one this week. All good down here. The church is true 

Elder Pohlman 🇵🇪🇵🇪

Gripe

 I cant lie this week was a harder one. Mostly mentally. I am trying to find the fine line between being focussed on what I am doing here in the mission and also preparing myself to return home. I am a firm believer that having one foot in the mission field and one back home leads to misery as a missionary. We need to be all in. But I feel like I also need to start preparing myself a little bit, doing myplan, and all that good stuff so that when that day comes it doesn't hit me like a train. I have been feeling really bogged down by this. I feel like the second we have one foot ouside of the mission field our spiritual power and desire go down. I feel like up until now "well, just don't worry or think about it yet" is a reasonable answer. But I feel like at this point accepting the fact that I won't wear the tag forever and starting to think about my plans after is kind of necesarry. Anyways I am hoping to find a good healthy balance in these few weeks to be able to truely enjoy these last moments but also acknowledge the fact that I need to prepare myself. I know that I will learn a lot from this experience. 

This week was the first time I have enjoyed cuy (guinea pig). I would never go out of my way to eat it but I enjoyed it this time. 

I got the flu this week. I had a fever for a few days. All the flu pills I had brought on the mission were expired. That was a sad experience. But luckily there are a million pharmacys on every corner here that sell all sorts of pills and was able to find a good one that helps. The best part about having the flu here is that everyone tells you Its because you drank cold water. It's pretty hillarious. Every time time I cough the old people tell me I need to be carefull with the cold water. 

I don't know how I just found out about this but aparently Perú is famous for its "batidos de Rana" (frog smoothies). Aparently they're a whole frog thrown in a blender with honey and other stuff. Aparently you didn't go to Perú if you didn't drink a batido de Rana. They say it works health miracles. I think it could be the magic cure to all of my many physical problems.

Yesterday 2 people that we contacted on saturday came to church. It was super cool. They both have a ton of potential. One of them is named pedro we met him on saturday and taught him a quick lesson then on sunday he came. He loved it. Super cool guy. 

Life is good. I love these people more than I can express. I am also grateful for the atonement of our savior and his love for us. 

Matthew 16: 24-25 

Then said Jesus unto his disciples, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me

For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it.

 

Elder Pohlman 🇵🇪

Doble🐲

 My new (and last) companion is another Brazilian, elder Alves. Really cool guy. Hes from Fortaleza Brasil and is a stud. He is in his first transfer and I am in my very last. Because he is brand new the language barrier has been extremely hard. I for some reason just thought brazilians would understand and speak at least a little bit of spanish. It makes me grateful for the peruvian companions that were patient with me when I got here. It has lead me to a lot of reflection about everything that has happened in my life since I got here. 6 more weeks and I will have the rest of my life to reflect on this time. I am trying to do everything in my power to be able to sit on that plane in 6 weeks and feel complete, proud, full of gratitude, beat and on empty, and like my offering has been accepted. I know that my offering hasn't been perfect, and that in mortal live we cannot give a perfect offering, but I have hope that it will be made perfect through my efforts and the grace of my savior. 

We had some maracuya cheesecake this week. That stuff is so good. 

I have used the same razor to shave my entire mission. I have a bunch of replacements in my bag but at this point it is a pride thing. That razon has stuck by my side through it all. 

I got extremely sick the very first night of the transfer. I threw up 6 times and was sittng in the bathroom from 2 am - 6:30. Throwing up is my worst nightmare. I will miss just about everything about my lindo Perú, even the things that sometimes drive me crazy, but being double dragon all night here is easily one of the most miserable things I have experienced in my entire life. There is just no relief. Being sick in Perú is an absolutely humbling experience. I have seen it bring the strongest of men to their whits end. The most unfortunate part of the whole ordeal is that what got me sick was lomo saltado (my very favorite food here) so I don't know if I will want to eat it again for a while. Big bummer

Somehow after a night of almost 0 sleep and battling the double dragon, I had all the strength necesary to get through the next day. The Lord blesses and protects his missionaries with exactly the strength they need to do what he requires of them. My testimony couldn't be stronger about that. But it is a testimony that has come at a high cost. 

The work has slowed down a bit but we have hope. I still don't understand how a kid can answer a door, we ask him if his parents are home, he runs in and askes his parents if they're home and he runs back and tells us that his parents said they aren't home. It's the greatest trick in the book. Gets me every time. 

31 And of tenets thou shalt not talk, but thou shalt declare repentance and faith on the Savior, and remission of sins by baptism, and by fire, yea, even the Holy Ghost.

Job finished? What's there to be happy about? Jobs not finished. 

-Brother Kobe Bryant