Hey guys! This first week has been a complete rollercoaster.We got in at about 10 to the airport and about 12:45 to the CCM. My first day was terrible. I had no idea what was going on, I was completely homesick. But life went on haha. I was appointed district leader over the Mormón district. Everyone in my district is amazing. The spirit is so strong with everyone and I love it. For our exercise time, we play basketball when it rains, and futsál outside when it doesn´t. I dunked it on some small latino kid the first day and I felt bad. I kid you not it was 10 feet. It must be the higher elevation or something cuz I got up and threw down. 

 As the week went on, I got super down on myself. The spanish was killing me and I just wanted to see my family. But Presidente Hansen pulled me aside because he knew I was down on myself and told me to keep my head up, because he saw something special in me. That got me to Sunday which was the most spiritual day of my entire life. Presidente Hansen shared a lesson in classe. We talked about the Atonement and all that it covers. I never realized but the Atonement covers us missionaries trying to learn the language. When Jesus Atoned for us, it was not just our sins, but it was for every struggle, trial, or mishap in our lives. And that really hit me .

Hermana Hansen closed the devotional with a movie called, The Testaments. (terrible acting but great mensaje) It is about a man who was taught the ways of Christ his whole entire life. He saw the Star representing the Saviors birth and he knew, Our Redeemer was on the Earth. HIs whole life he waited for his chance to meet the Savior. But when Jesus was crucified, and Dios unleashed his wrath on the earth, the man became blind. When Jesus visited the Americas, he went to the blind man, lovingly put his hands on his face and healed him. This made me think of my Father. My father is the strongest man I know. He pushes through Leukemia everyday of his life and has managed to make it seem normal. But when we are all resurrected, he won´t have to deal with the pains anymore and that mensaje really hit me hard. I went outside to write in my journal after that devotional and cried with joy for like 30 minutes. I truly love this Gospel and all the bendices we receive from it.  

My companion is Elder Jones, he is a nice kid. He is as far opposite to me as possible. And that is hard for me. But I have grown to love him. And yes, I know you guys were all wondering, but I am cooking up the natives in soccer. They all call me Neymar. No lie.