Month: November 2015 (page 1 of 2)

Week #5 | A Real Investigator at the CCM

Hello Everyone,

“I may not fit in because of my Spanish but none of you guys will fit into the 4ft tall Peruvian doorways.” - Elder Mead

Week 5 was mellow and a bit different which is always rad when at the CCM.  To start off:

  • There is a leprechaun (4ft tall red-head kid) that came in the new group of Gringos. He kills it at soccer but I’m positive he has a pot of gold hidden somewhere around here.
  • I woke up the other morning with a whole bunch of little bug bites all up and down my body, especially my back and chest.  I’m not sure if it’s bedbugs or what, but it kinda sucks.
  • I ordered some way sick custom fútbol jerseys.  I got one that is a USA visitors jersey that says “Elder Turnup” on the back , then I got the Perú visitors with just “Turner” on the back.  I’m stoked and they only cost about 22 Soles, which is roughly less that $7.  Peru is so cool.
  • Also, last P-Day (Preparation Day) we decided to change it up and went to the Metro for our shopping.  This place was crazy. Imagine a 3 story Supermarket/Costco where the aisles are all about 3ft wide, there are about 30 trillion people and everything there is on a 50% off sale.  It was pretty cool and I scored some rad stuff.  But, the line was like 40 minutes long.
  • Lastly, last week we had about 10 Latinos come into the MTC/CCM that will be headed to our same mission with us next week.  They all seem chill so I am stoked.
Elder Turnup joins the USA visitors team

Elder Turnup joins the visiting USA team

As for the raddest spiritual experience I have had this past week, we are full on teaching a REAL Investigator now.  She works here at the CCM Cafeteria.  She always greets the missionaries every meal and is so nice.  One day my Companions, Elder Maddocks, Elder McKamey, and I had the thought to ask her what ward she was in.  It turned out that she isn’t even a member at all.  This kinds caught me off guard because she has been working for the Church for years feeding the Church Missionaries.  Later that day we asked her if we could teach her and she happily agree.  (I think she was expecting it to be kinda more of a practice thing for us rather that an actual lesson, lol.)  So, this past Monday we sat her down during our free study time and taught her lesson #1 “The Restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.”  I have never taught with so much conviction and love.  I felt the Spirit work through me, as I clearly expressed through my broken Spanish that I know that this is Jesus Christ’s Church restored on the Earth today.  I was amazed to see her, as she began to realize that we were not doing this for practice, but rather that we truly wanted to share the joy and peace that this Gospel brings us.  She said she felt something.  She committed to pray and wanted to meet again.  So, we have another lesson with her later today and I’m stoked to see how it goes.

They ate all my pringles.

They ate all my pringles.

This just got me way excited once again to get out into the actual Mission, “the field.”  I leave the CCM in 5 days, then I’m off to Trujillo.  I think I have a flight Monday night but I’m not sure exactly when.  I know that we spend next Tuesday with our Mission Presidents, President and Sister Marler.  I’m super stoked to see what area I am gonna be serving in.

I know this Church is for everyone and I am so glad to be able to share it.  “Life is ‘bout to go from 0 to 100mph real fast.”

Elder Turner

P.S. I’m not sure how it is gonna work next week since P-Day is probably going to change.  So, I may or may not be able to send a letter next week.

Gringos to the back of the bus.

Gringos to the back of the bus.

Extras from Elder Turner this week:

  • To my brothers: Don’t be dumb and make sure to pay attention in all your church classes, cuz that stuff comes in handy.  Love u guys.
  • Alex and Jacob – Write to me!  I need your email addresses.
  • Mom: “Are you ready to leave the CCM?  Do feel like you have the lessons down and the the language?” Wyatt: “The CCM can only do so much- but yea, I’m ready”
  • How do you feel about leaving the MTC? – I’m stoked, but its gonna be a bummer to not always be with 30 rad kids.  I’ll miss ’em.
  • Danks = Good stuff

Week #4 | Teaching in Surquillo

Dear Family and Friends,

“The CCM is just EFY without the dances.” - Elder Mead

This quote is actually way true.  I’ve been here in the CCM for one month now.  Some quick things that have happened this past week…

    • It is mating season for the birds here in Perú, so they are doing that every time I step outside.
    • I had to give a talk on Sunday in Sacrament Meeting.  It was all in Spanish and way hard to write, but I think it was good and made sense for the most part.
    • I got a pretty nasty cold that has been going around and I was, like, completely wrecked for a little while.
    • We got to go proselyting for 6 hours with some of the Missionaries in the Peru Lima West Mission.  (I will talk more about that later in this letter.)
    • Another group of Elders left the CCM for the Peru Trujillo South Mission.  I became way close with a few of the Elders that left.  Shout out to Elder Alder, Elder Bistcoff, Elder Pierce, Elder Littlefield, Elder Willard, and Elder Peterson.
The Elders that left the CCM for their Mission Fields.

The Elders that left the CCM for their Mission Fields.

  • I’ve gotten way into classical music.
  • And, I am into my final two weeks here at the CCM, so my classes are 100% in Spanish, which I’m stoked about.

I heard vaguely about what happened in France on Saturday.  That is a huge bummer and is way sad.  I’m praying for the people over there.  The world is crazy and is getting worse.  It’s weird to be here and not watch TV or anything. I feel somewhat removed from it, which can actually be way nice sometimes.

On a lighter note, proselyting has been by far the best experience I have had here at the CCM.  So, in other words, it was “muy chevere.”  That morning, they split us up into different groups to be sent to the different Missions in the area.  About 30 Gringo and Latino Missionaries hopped on my bus and we headed for a town called Surquillo, where we met up with about 20 Elders serving in that area.  I was in a group with Elder Lopez and Elder Choque (both Peruvian) and we hopped in a little 10-seater taxi/bus with about 30 other random people, so it was tight.

Alex Terry, I am sorry that I ever called you a bad/over-confident driver because you have nothing on the Peruvian Public Transportation System.  I was standing up in this little bus/taxi that was packed full like sardines, being driven by a government driver who would floor it to about 60mph just to slam on the brakes five seconds later and skid to a stop.  On the 15 minute drive, we hit 2 cars and nearly killed 200 people. Peruvians just mob.

Me, the Police and a really sketchy dog.

Me, the Police and a really sketchy dog.

The actual proselyting was the best, but I want to share one specific experience.  We were out looking for the home of a lady who they (the Missionaries I was paired with) had previously contacted and made an appointment with.  We were walking down the street, when all of the sudden we turned down an alley way, about 2 1/2 feet wide, in between two buildings.  At the end of this alley, there was a glass pane door, half shattered and open halfway.  We yelled into the house and three 4-7 year old kids answered the door and invited us in.  We heard a voice call from one of the 4 small rooms in the house to come in.  The person we had come to meet was a sweet old lady that hadn’t been to church in years, but felt she needed to see the Missionaries today.  She was laying in a makeshift bed on the ground, made of towels and old blankets.  We sat on the dirt floor as she told us how she was so happy to see us.  She hasn’t been to church in a while because her health has kept her in bed for the past few years.  As we sat, we read 3 Nephi Chapter 11 together and bore testimony of its meaning.  When she shared her testimony at the end, she was in tears. She told us how much this Gospel meant to her and the joy, peace and comfort it brought into her life.  Even though the bus ride was crazy and I not only had to run from dogs but drunk people as well, the experience with the sweet sister will be what I will remember the most.  This is why I decided to serve a Mission, to share this same joy, peace, and comfort.  See you all next week.  Don’t start WW3 without me.

Hasta Luego,
Elder Turner


Extras from Elder Turner this week:

  • Dad- “We heard in a letter from Sister Pay that your district prayed one night for a vending machine on your floor of the MTC and two showed up the next morning.” Elder Turner- “Yea we prayed and it happened, so I guess the Church is true.”
  • I was going (to spend my last two weeks at the MTC in an all-Spanish District) and I got approval to switch, but I felt that I needed to stay in my district. Not really sure why…just a prompting.
  • It is so rad here but so poor. When we would be in someone’s house teaching during our proselyting activity, I would have flies trying to fly up my nose. Despite that, you can still somehow feel the spirit so strongly. I talked about one experience in detail in my main letter.
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