My little brother Garret wrote yesterday that he has finished one third of his mission in Piura, Peru. We are a lot alike, and that caused a little bit of head-butting growing up. We have both grown a lot, and are much better friends now. I was thinking about how our rooms shared a wall, and late at night I would be in bed, and he would start playing guitar. I would bang on the wall for him to stop. He is very good, and I should have just listened, or gone in and talked with him. I'm making up for it now by writing him every week.
He is a wonderful missionary who truly loves the Peruvian people. In his last e-mail he mentioned how awesome it is to think that he is a son of the Man who made the stars. It is wonderful to see his example of humility in his realization of each of our divine potential. Even though you won't read this Garret, we sure do love you!
**Notice that his companion is basically a midget compared to him. I'm sure everyone there thinks he is a giant!