The chronicles of Elder Brady Martin's Mission to Peru
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Opening my Mission Call
When my call arrived in the mail I was in Lake Powell with my family and some of my friends. I called my neighbors the Hellsterns to see if my call had come. Berkly ran over and said it was here. So here I was in Lake Powell 8 hrs away. We all started to try to figure a way out to get it. I called a bunch of my friends to see if they could dive it down to me but no one could. My call came on a Wednesday and I had to wait until Sunday morning to open it. I invited a few of my friends while I opened it. I was so nervous I could hardly read it. Earlier that morning my sister-in-law, Mckenzie, said she had a dream that I was going to Peru. When I read in the letter where I was going sure enough I was called to serve in the Cichlayo, Peru mission. I was so happy and excited. The only problem is I have to wait until October 26th.