One of the greatest gifts I've ever received was from Bolivia.
It came in the form of an 18 year old boy that I call "G", because despite years of practice I cannot roll my "r's" to properly pronounce Gerardo- his first name.
Who knew that 15 years later, that Bolivian boy that we hosted before his mission would become the Peruvian MTC manager,
and my son- his once soccer pupil,
would again meet in Provo during both of their trainings!
I love that this picture makes Samoa and Peru look like just a pond-skip away from each other.
Today I thank God for always placing good people in our lives!