Misión Perú Chiclayo
Free resources about the Peru Chiclayo Mission:
Aquí están algunos recursos gratuitos sobre la Misión Perú Chiclayo:
- Mission address and phone number
- Mission map
- Video interviews with returned missionaries
- Missionary blogs
- Facebook groups
- LDS Mission t-shirts and gifts
- List of past mission presidents
- Cultural articles written by returned missionaries
- Survey with RMs
*Other Mission Pages: Peru LDS Missions.
Peru Chiclayo Mission Address
Here’s a recent address for the Peru Chiclayo Mission. We try to keep this information up to date, but it’s a good idea to check the address with several sources, including your mission packet or the mission office.
Peru Chiclayo Mission
Calle Los Alamos 128
Urb. Santa Victoria
Chiclayo
Lambayeque
Peru
Calle Los Alamos 128
Urb. Santa Victoria
Chiclayo
Lambayeque
Peru
Phone Number: 51-74-205-436
Mission President: President Winsor Balderrama Sejas
Mission President: President Winsor Balderrama Sejas
Peru Chiclayo Mission Map
Here’s a link to the mission map for the Peru Chiclayo Mission (LDS). To access the official, up-to-date LDS.org map for the Chiclayo Mission:
Videos with Peru Chiclayo RMs
Here are in-depth YouTube video interviews with returned missionaries from the Chiclayo Mission. We interview hundreds of returned missionaries each year, so check back regularly to see new RM interviews.
LDS-Friendly Videos about Peru
Here are LDS-friendly educational videos about Peru. We scoured YouTube to find the best quality videos about Peru, that are free from inappropriate music, immodesty and profanity.
Peru Chiclayo Missionary Blogs
Here’s a list of LDS missionary blogs for the Chiclayo Mission. This list includes the missionary’s name, URL and when their blog was updated.
Peru Chiclayo Mission Groups
Here are Peru Chiclayo Mission Groups- for LDS missionary moms, returned missionaries, mission presidents and other alumni of the Chiclayo Mission.
- Mision Peru Chiclayo Recuerdos Group (524 members)
- Nueva Mision Peru Chiclayo Group (336 members)
- Old o Antigua Peru Chiclayo Mission Group (271 members)
- Peru Chiclayo Missionary Moms Group (46 members)
- Peru Chiclayo Mission Moms (LDS) Group (9 members)
Peru Chiclayo Mission T-Shirts
Here are T-shirts for the Peru Chiclayo Mission!
Shirt designs include Chiclayo Mission logo/emblem shirts and Called to Serve shirts. The shirts make great gifts for pre-missionaries, returned missionaries and missionaries currently serving. LDS Mission shirts come in all sizes: Small, Medium, Large, Extra Large, up to 4XL. The mission designs are printed on white shirts and are shipped to you.
*Simply click on a shirt design to view the details and submit an order. The designs on mission t-shirts may also be printed on other LDS mission gifts, including: Chiclayo missionary aprons, Christmas stockings, ties, pillow cases, teddy bears and Christmas ornaments.
*Click here to browse Chiclayo Mission gifts
Peru Chiclayo Mission Presidents
Here’s a list of current and past Mission Presidents of the Chiclayo Mission.
- 2017-2020, Winsor Balderrama Sejas
- 2014-2017, Mark L. Williams
- 2011-2014 Eduardo C. Risso
- 2002-2003, Boyd K. Tobler
- 1999-2002, William G. Hawkins
- 1996-1999, Adan G. Bravo
- 1993-1996, Rene Loli Parra
Peru LDS Statistics (2015)
- Church Membership: 557,328
- Missions: 12
- Temples: 2
- Congregations: 774
- Family History Centers: 125
Helpful Articles about Peru
Peru Chiclayo Missionary Survey
Here are survey responses from Peru Chiclayo RMs, to give you a snapshot into what it’s like to live in the mission.
*Click here to take a survey to help pre-missionaries going to your mission.
When did you serve?
- 2014, 2015 (Anonymous)
- 2011 – 2013 (Nicole)
- 2010-2012 (Jamie)
- 1997 (Matt)
- 2011-2013 (Monika)
- 2013 – 2015 (Justin)
- June 2013-Dec 2014 (Michelle)
Which areas did you serve in?
- Peru Chiclayo, Peru Trujillo North.
- Monsefu, La Cria, Tuman, Guadalupe, & Jaen (Morro Solar). (Jamie)
- Jaen, Tuman, Chiclayo Central. (Monika)
- Bagua, Amazonas/Moshoqueque, Lambayeque/ Olmos, Lambayeque/ Remigio Silva, Lambayeque/ Jaen, Cajamarca/ and la Cria, Lambayeque. (Justin)
- Bagua Chica (2), Pomalca (2), Motupe (2), Jaen (Morro Solar 3). (Michelle)
What were some favorite foods?
- Ají de gallina, lomo saltado, fake ceviche (cause we couldn’t have real ceviche, just the one they made out of shrimp) I loved their bread, I loved their tallerines verdes (green noodles) I loved their stuffed potatoes, I loved basically everything except liver. (Anonymous)
- Papa la huancayina, Ceviche, Soap de pollo con verduras, and arroz verde con pollo. (Nicole)
- Papa a la huancaina, Arroz Chaufa, and Ceviche. (Jamie)
- Ceviche, but they have a ton of other dishes that are different and very good. (Matt)
- Papa rellena, platanos fritos, platanos cocidos. (Monika)
- Lomo saltado, cui con papas (guinie pig), papa ala huancayina and arroz con pato. (Justin)
- Manjar, Mangos, Tallarines con espinaca, arroz con leche, arroz con pollo, Really, I loved all of it. (Michelle)
What was a funny experience?
- My first night in the field, the only men I’d met so far were members, who had all known not to kiss us, just to shake our hands. So that night, for the first time, I met a non-member male. Upon meeting me, when he shook my hand, he leaned down to meet me halfway for a kiss, but I didn’t know what he was doing (my companion was Latina so I didn’t understand her and she didn’t understand me, so maybe she tried to tell me but I don’t know) so I thought he was bowing (like suddenly we were in China?) and so I bowed to him as I shook his hand. Hahaha. (Anonymous)
- I accidentally used miércoles instead of milagros so I said that God was a God of Wednesday instead of miracles. (Nicole)
- One night, I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of something scratching on my suitcase. In my groggy state, I decided it must be Satan trying to freak me out. However, because I was sleeping on the top bunk, I figured I wouldn’t worry about anything getting to me. I woke up the next morning and didn’t think anymore about the strange noises in the night. A few days later, I went to retrieve some delicious Reese’s peanut butter cups that had so lovingly been sent to me from the states. As I opened took one out, I noticed that part of the wrapping had been chewed away and part of my chocolate was eaten!! The nerve! Assuming that, had my companion wanted to eat my chocolate, she would have disposed of the evidence, I was left with one solution: a mouse. Or rat. Or both. NOOO!!! I decided to *cautiously* move my suitcases around to see if the intruder was still around. The intruder was gone, but there was plenty of other evidence underneath my suitcases that suggested we did indeed have an unwelcome guest (namely, little brown balls that were definitely NOT chocolate….). After cleaning up the evidence, the rest of the day/week went on as usual. The next Sunday morning, as I was doing my personal study before church, I decided I wanted some crackers. Again, once I found my crackers I discovered that THEY HAD BEEN EATEN! AGAIN! I peered into the little crack between the wall and my suitcase just in time to see something with a little tail dash away. With eyes wide open, I turned to my companion and said quietly “The mouse is underneath my suitcase.” Naturally, any form of studying ceased in that moment. Using boxes about 8 inches tall, we created a wall to trap the creature. We stood up on our chairs, me with a broom and my companion with the camera (set to video mode). I then picked up my suitcase and saw the infernal little vermin in its entirety.It scrambled around a bit, trying to discover a way out of its newly created prison. Alas, we underestimated our prisoner and its ability to jump, because not more than 5 seconds had passed before it leaped in the air, clearing the boxes, and scurried out of our apartment leaving behind two very disturbed sisters to live out the rest of their mission in peace. (Jamie)
- My companion and I had just eaten lunch and we decided to not go back to the house and study and rest a little but to go out and teach a girl we had been visiting. Well, Fish soup makes you sleepy and more so because it was a little warm out. We were sitting on plastic stools and my companion had been talking for a while. I started dozing off with my scriptures on my lap when I suddenly leaned to far to one side and fell on the floor. Both my companion and the girl looked at me like I was crazy. Trying to play it off smoothly, I just said I was trying to scratch my leg and fell. (Monika)
- Drunk men trying to speak english to us/wanting to hug us in the street. (Justin)
- Our Peruvian jungle apartment had two rooms and a bathroom. I was in one room getting ready for bed and my companion was in the adjoining room doing the same when she began screaming and ran into the room I occupied, promptly hopped into our broken dresser and closed the door. Curious, I went into the other room and looked: there was a bug as big as my hand minus the fingers flying around the room like a bird trapped in a garage. So I did what any normal person would have done in this situation: I joined my companion in the wardrobe. We both looked at each other and laughed. Then, I said, “The bug needs either to go outside or die.” But in Spanish. May I mention at this moment that I was still within three months of starting to learn Spanish at this point. But my companion was from Ecuador, so I had no choice other than to communicate in Spanish. I left the wardrobe armed with a broom hopefully to shoo it out the open window, from where it had entered. My companion and I were screaming and laughing so hard. She armed herself with the mop. We opened up the door to try to get it to go outside, but to no avail. We tracked it all over the small apartment, but for some reason, it didn’t want to die nor leave. I don’t know why. Our neighbors heard our screams and came over to help us. They saw an American who was screaming in not quite fluent Spanish and a girl from Ecuador screaming. They offered to help us trap and kill it. We imprisoned it between the curtain and the window. One of the neighbors smashed it through the curtain against the glass. Then we let the dead bug fall into the palm of the other neighbor. IT WAS HUGE! We named it Bichote, which means big bug in Spanish. At our district meeting one week, we decided to do a sketch to practice. The new elder, Elder Oswald, and Elder Aramayo were paired as the missionaries. Elder Noriega and my companion, Hermana Rodriguez became the parents and Elder Segura and I were the children. I was a rebellious 13 year old and he was a blase teen. I of course decided to ham up my part very much and began by answering the door in a “temper.” The Elders took one look at my face and began to laugh (I’m hoping it’s because of my facial expression and not just my face…). Then they began the schpeel of “Sommos misionaros de la Iglesia de Jesucristo.” I stood there in “an attitude” with my arms crossed. My “mom” then yelled at me across the room to let them come in. Unfortunately, opening the door wider, I completely smacked my face with the door! Laughing, I assured all I was fine and we had to start the sketch over again because we couldn’t stop laughing. Another day, I dumped an entire pot of juice all over myself and the floor. On accident. There were a lot of funny and crazy experiences! (Michelle)
What was a crazy experience?
- They’re different for everybody. Just follow the mission rules and say your prayers and know hat God will protect you no matter what happens. (Anonymous)
- Two words: wild dogs (Nicole)
- I don’t know that I can think of just one. There were many times when we would travel in a mototaxi, and another mototaxi would be coming straight at us. It kept looking like we would get in an accident, but I never felt nervous about things. I knew the Lord was protecting us. (Jamie)
- I had dengue two times and was in the hospital for a week. (Monika)
- A deported Peruvian American on drugs trying to break down our apt. Door. At 2 am. (Justin)
- When we first got to Peru, we had to deal with annoying land lines. We wasted so much time trying to track each other down when we only had our land line conversations from the night before off of. But, after fourteen months, all of that changed. Our president announced it: to our next zone conference, bring your phones and we will get to change them for cell phones. Along with that came an extensive list of rules for how we could use these phones without abusing this great new privilege. One of these rules was that we couldn’t break nor lose them within the first year, because they’d be very expensive to replace during the first year. Someone asked seriously, “What if we get robbed?” which was a normal occurrence there. The answer was simple, “Don’t get robbed.” It had been a long time since I had had a phone. I had had a flip phone with which I would simply call and text friends and families to keep in touch and communicate. If I ever wanted to protect myself when I needed to walk alone at night, I’d call someone saying, “Leaving the music building and heading to the parking lot,” or something of the sort so if something happened, the person on the other line could call the cops. I never thought a phone could be a danger in a situation like that. A week after receiving the new phones (which were simple phones, even more simple than a flip phone), my Mexican companion went to another city and a Peruvian girl came to be my companion for the day. We worked hard together, but as the day wore on, it became clear she simply didn’t feel well. Finally, about 8:00, she requested we go eat dinner and go home; she didn’t think she could finish the day. We had a meeting that night, so I pulled out our new phone, grateful once again we’d be able not only to get hold of our colleagues, but also grateful we wouldn’t have to hunt down and pay for a pay phone. I called them up to tell them we wouldn’t make it to the meeting that night, starting at 8:00. But I began to notice a Peruvian taxi, called a moto that resembled a motorcycle with a carriage on the back, trail behind us slowly. Confused, I started to turn, but the next thing I knew, the men had grabbed me and I swung up onto the baggage area behind the carriage, where the someone who had grabbed me sat. I realized that the men weren’t as interested in me as they were in the cheap cell phone I carried. They were wrestling me to wrench it out of my hands. Maybe I was thinking about how I wasn’t supposed to lose the phone nor get robbed, maybe it was pure fear, maybe it was stupidity, but I held on to that phone. While struggling over the phone, the robbers ripped out my earring, scratching up my earlobe. In a last struggle of force, I ripped the phone away and dove off the back of the moto, going at getaway speeds. I rolled on the ground in my skirt, very shaken up. That was when I realized that the whole time I was grappling, I had been screaming. My companion ran up to me and asked if I was fine. My leg was very bruised from my dive and my earlobe was scratched, and I was shaking pretty badly, but other than that, I was fine. They had gotten away with one of my favorite earrings, but we still had the phone and we were safe. My companion told me once I was abducted, she had taken off running after me and was terrified herself. We started walking away from the scene of the crime and the phone rang. It was our colleagues with whom I had been talking. “Hermana Reid?” Elder Coons said, asking me in Spanish if I was okay. Although I had now been in Peru for fourteen months, I couldn’t think well enough in Spanish to respond. Grateful that he was an American, I switched to English and explained. He said he was relieved we were safe. All he had heard was us talking normally, then I cut off, screaming, then the line went dead, and they knew something was wrong. -Dark had shadowed the land. It was late and time to be heading back to eat dinner. My companion of the time was Peruvian. We walked and chattered, a bit exhausted from a hard day’s work, when an army of dogs surrounded us. We quickly armed ourselves with rocks to throw at these dogs and defend ourselves, but there was no need: the dogs stopped as if halted by a force field around us. Stunned, we walked through unscathed. Later on, it was day this time and in a different city of Peru with a different companion (this one from Idaho), my companion and I were once again walking, when out of the blue, a dog attacked. But this time, there was no force field: the dog sprang on top of me, knocking me over, and had my hand in its mouth to take a nibble of me when it suddenly ran: my companion had thrown a Book of Mormon at it. (Michelle)
What was a spiritual experience?
- Praying on my knees with a family. (Nicole)
- I went from being the junior companion in a trio to whitewashing a new area as a trainer. This was very intimidating for me. I felt very incapable of being the missionary I needed to be. One day, I remembered some counsel my mission president had given me. If you aren’t sure how the Lord feels about you, ask him! So I prayed, and I didn’t feel an answer for a while. That Sunday, as we were in Sacrament meeting, I took the bread. When I took it, I had this overwhelming feeling of love come over me, and in my head I heard “You are my daughter, and I love you. And I am proud of the work you are doing here.” It was a personal experience I’ll always remember. (Jamie)
- I had been in an area (Tuman) for 9 months and my companions and I spent all of those 9 months teaching an elderly woman Hermana Eucebia. She watched as we taught and baptized her two granddaughters and son. She went to the temple and also would attend all the meetings but for some reason she always waited to be baptized. A week before I would finish my mission she told me after sacrament that she decided to be baptized. So my last day of the mission I watched as she was baptized and confirmed a member of the church. (Monika)
- We gave a blessing to a ward member in shock from a diabetes attack. And with his young daughters sang hymns as the fever slowly passed and the convulsions stopped. (Justin)
- After an especially discouraging day (regarding Spanish and people not wanting to be taught), we saw a miracle! We were teaching a sister who was speaking quietly (which just made Spanish harder), when I had the feeling to share a few things. I had no idea what she was saying, but I continued to converse with her. After, my companion commented on how much Spanish I understood. I responded that I couldn’t even hear her! She pointed out a few things: I shared a story about Joseph Smith feeling alone in Liberty Jail and praying right after she said she was feeling alone and found comfort in prayer. I shared a scripture about the Lord being with the faithful, reminding her she is never alone. I shared the scripture on my mission plaque (1 Nephi 21:13-16), which includes a part about mothers loving their children. She and her mom weren’t getting along. It was a miracle which I needed! It showed the promise fullfilled fro D&C 33:8: If you open your mouth, the Lord will give you the words you need. Another discouraging day (I was the only American in my first district, including my companion, which made any type of communication… special), we were returning home. After praying in English, I felt a profound peace and God’s love. I got to have a private interview with a member of the 70. It was a spiritual experience for me. Actually, any interview with either Mission President or their wives was a wonderful experience. (Michelle)
What are some interesting facts about the Chiclayo Mission?
- Geographically said to have the best gastronomy of all south america! Named the city of friendship. (Justin)
- I got there when the mission was only two years old. Within about six months of me leaving, the mission split. There is a lot of growth in Peru. There are almost three temples in Peru (Arequipa is still in construction), which means it will be one of seven countries with three or more temples (Australia, the Philippines, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, the United States). We have members cook every meal for us and do our laundry. (Michelle)
What was the weather like?
- Super hot and humid, but there was one area (Cajamarca) where I thought I was going to freeze. Also, Cajamarca has a very rainy season. It rained hard all day every day for a few months, then was just cold and dry for the rest of the year. (Anonymous)
- Has the desert, jungle, highlands, and swamp areas. You can serve in any area and experience different weather patterns all within 7 hours drive. (Nicole)
- Mostly, it was warm. And by warm, I mean hot. The “winter” months were kind of cold at night…but not really. (Jamie)
- Only needed a jacket 1 week in 2 years due to cold. (Matt)
- Hot, rainy, dry. (Monika)
- Usually hot and dry with the exception of the farthest outlying areas on the edge of the amazons very hot and very humid. (Justin)
- Hot. Very hot. (Michelle)
Any things you really like about the area/people?
- Everything. (Anonymous)
- I loved how the people taught me that they didn’t need to have every luxury in order to live happily. Many people lived happily without fancy things that I take for granted every day here in the US. It taught me gratitude for what I do have. (Jamie)
- Every area had amazing people that made me want to move there to help strengthen their areas for the rest of my life. (Matt)
- Everyone was willing to hear about the gospel even if they didn’t accept it they were open to listening. (Monika)
- How friendly and inviting all the people were. The food was amazing also. (Justin)
- They were the kindest, most generous people I’ve ever met. They were always willing to take us in and feed us and love us. (Michelle)
Any packing/clothing advice?
- Pack lots of light outfits. You can layer when it’s cold, but you’ll get bored and you’ll mostly want loose, comfortable, t-shirt like shirts. Skirts that are comfy not tight. Lots of flats, I almost never used my “nice” “missionary” shoes cause it was just easier to wear flats, and obviously you go through them so just bring lots of cheap ones or something. (Anonymous)
- Layers. Ladies: stock up on feminine products. (Nicole)
- Sisters, bring skirts with pockets!!! (Jamie)
- Light clothes and a coat during the “winter” months it does actually it cold in Chiclayo. (Monika)
- Mesh garments, wish I had more of them. Cheap watches, you will buy many replacements. Pictures of your family to go on your desk. (Justin)
- Bring two sets of sheets, pajamas, exercise clothes, etc. You do not do your own laundry and it takes a couple of days to dry things. (Michelle)
What blessings did you receive from serving a mission?
- I met my husband. (Nicole)
- I gained a stronger testimony of Jesus Christ, His Atonement, and the Gospel. I also made friendships that I never would have had otherwise if I had not served a mission. (Jamie)
- Almost every blessing I have received since can partially be attributed to my mission. One of the blessings is the friends I have made. (Matt)
- I learned how to teach and how to discern using the Holy Ghost. I have used all the lessons in the mission to make me a better wife and now mother. I use those teaching techniques I learned in my gospel principle classes. (Monika)
- Too many to count every day is a blessing. Every day I am more fortunate. Excelling in school work opportunities. And physical health! (Justin)
- For starters, I am a different person because of it. I am stronger, better, and more refined. School is better for me. I have more opportunities, especially since I now am fluent in Spanish. I am much more grateful after having lived in a third world country and I appreciate what I have more. I am much more satisfied with my life. (Michelle)
What are some skills you gained?
- Language skills and mediating skills. (Nicole)
- Listening to the Holy Ghost. (Matt)
- Being able to speak Spanish, speaking in front of people and engaging everyone in a lesson. (Monika)
- The ability to talk to people and level with them. Study habits, financial skills and customs. Maturity. A deeper interest for the well being of others. (Justin)
- I refined a lot of skills such as working hard and studying hard. I finally learned how to listen. Also, I’m now fluent in Spanish. (Michelle)
What do you wish you knew/did at the beginning of your mission?
- Don’t ever miss a day writing in your journal. Be obedient and do things on time and then you will always have a few minutes before bed to write in it, no matter what your companion thinks. (Anonymous)
- I can always do my best. My best at the beginning of my mission was different from the best at the end of my mission. (Jamie)
- I wish I had had a stronger testimony with more knowledge. But the Lord was kind enough to provide it and continues to strengthen it. (Matt)
- I always heard that the mission goes by quickly I wish I would have truly taken that to heart to use everyday wisely and given it my all. I think that sometimes in the mission you get tired (physically) and let up on your efforts. But I look back now and wish I could have pushed even harder so that I could have been able to teach even more people. Also I wish I would have truly did my language study from the very beginning, it took me a while to get Spanish but I know I could have learned it much faster if I would have studied my Spanish more. (Monika)
- That its not about the numbers or pleasing leaders. How personal revelation worked with me. A more vast knowledge of the gospel. (Justin)
- That I really needed to have two sets of sheets, pajamas, etc. It made laundry hard for me. (Michelle)
Any advice/testimony for pre-missionaries going to Chiclayo?
- Follow the rules, even if others aren’t. It is hard, but the Lord will help you. He knows your heart and wants you to succeed. Your mission will (most likely) be the hardest thing you’ve ever done. It was also (most likely) be the thing that will bring you the most joy and happiness in your life up to this point. (Jamie)
- Love the people and the food. It will be easier than you think. (Matt)
- Leave personal “baggage” at home. Lose yourself in the work. I never had a companion I didn’t love. I contribute it to being able to set my personal pride aside and learn to serve and love them. Your companion is everything, you both need to love and serve each other so that you can better serve those in your area. I loved the mission, I know it was an opportunity to fully serve Heavenly Father and I am truly grateful for it. Not only did it affect me positively but also my family. Being the only member my parents and brother have all seen the positiveness of serving a mission and the blessing it truly is. The Lord will guide and protect you only if you are obedient to His commandments and mission rules so that would be my number one advice is to hold those near it will not only protect you from physical harm but emotional. (Monika)
- It will be the most amazing experience of your life if you MAKE it. If you trust in the Lord and go forward every day with faith, no matter the visible results you will have an overwhelming sense of pride for the time served. Don’t worry excessively about the little things, be obedient but not rigid. Be humble but confident. And love everyone expecialy your companions. It is the most satisfying work in the world and the most valuable message for the children of God. I know it with all my heart. (Justin)
- Read Preach My Gospel and the Book of Mormon. Make sure you have a passion for the work you are about to do. It will be the hardest and best thing you ever do. (Michelle)
What was a funny language mistake?
- I was in my first transfer and still trying to learn Spanish. My companion and I were out visiting inactive members who were very sweet. They had fed us even though we already had dinner planned with our pensionista (the sister that fed us every day). On our way to go eat at our pensionista’s, I thought about how I was full, and I didn’t want to eat, and decided to relay this sentiment to my companion by saying “Hermana, no tengo hombre.” She looked at me funny and then laughed by responding “Es cierto hermana, no tiene hombre.” It took me a second and then realized that instead of saying “No tengo hambre” (I’m not hungry), I had said “No tengo hombre” (I don’t have a man.) She was right! I might not have been hungry, but I certainly did not have a man! 🙂 (Jamie)
- If you’re embarrassed, don’t say “soy embarasada” :). (Matt)
- I said that I was pregnant instead of embarrassed. I said I have a lot of men when I wanted to say I had a lot of hunger. (Monika)
- The word embarasada sounds like it should be translated to embarrassed. But really is translated to pregnant. So when I tried to say I was a little embarrassed, I said I am a little pregnant. (Justin)
- One of my favorite ones is that the word for fish and sins are just one letter difference. We joked around in the Mission Training Center (CCM) a lot about how we needed to make sure we didn’t call Jesus a sinner of men or tell them they need to repent of their fish. When I got into a lesson, I was trying to ask the “investigator” if he had any questions. He looked at me like I was crazy then said, “No?” We continued. This happened a few more times. My companion finally laughed once she understood what was going on. Since the word for questions starts with a P, as do sin and fish, I got them all mixed up in my brain. I had been asking him if he had any sins, not any questions. (Michelle)