Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Aaron 10/21/13

New trainee Elder Murphy from Modesto California!! He's a super solid (and tall) guy! Before coming out he was in the Marines, but had to leave due to nerve damage. Or something like that. He's 6'5", and played football in high school. Youngest of 4 brothers, two of which are also in the Marines. He's a stud! I'm stoked to have him as a companion, and we've already had an awesome 5 days! 
We've been getting out with the members a lot more this week, thanks to a missionary splits calendar that we've been setting up with Brother Styer (WML). Now we just need to get some more solid appointments for us to take the members to!! Most of our investigators have been super flakey, and it's getting to be a pain, so we're really focusing on finding, especially working with the members of the ward. Unfortunately, we still haven't been getting much success with the referrals we've been getting, so we've also been doing a lot of tracting. Sooooo much fun. :) 
At least it's been a lot cooler! Autumn is definitely here and kicking! On Saturday we even had to break out the sweaters! haha
I'm sorry I missed Nathan's farewell talk! I know it was awesome! If you have it recorded or written out I'd love to get that! 18 Days until he goes to the MTC! So you all should be around page 350 in the Book of Mormon today! I got a little behind but am now caught up. War chapters are always the best! haha
Not too much to talk about this week.It's really flown and a lot of it was just tracting. :)

I have a testimony of our Savior Jesus Christ! I know that as we turn to him and follow him, we WILL be blessed and guided each day. The Lord will not leave us alone! We have his promise that he will support us through everything, and I feel that every day!

Love and miss you all!!! I'll have some pictures to send next week. I forgot my camera today! 

Elder Aaron Toombs

Kathy 10/21/13

October 21, 2013

Dear Family and Friends—
            Like the rest of you we are experiencing a serious change in the weather.  The heat has been turned on in the building in the morning for a while.  (We have no control over the temp in our apartment when the heat goes on—yuck!)  I wore my long coat to church yesterday with a scarf.  We have had beautiful blue skies with our cool temps, so that’s nice.  My flowers on the balcony are still blooming, but I don’t know how long that will last.
            I’m going to go back to a week ago.  After I finished writing last week’s letter Lynn and I got in the car and parked it alongside Prospect Park.  Because it was Columbus Day there were a few places in the park that are normally closed, which were open for the holiday.  So, we went to the Audubon House to finally see what was inside there.  It houses a program for people who want to learn about the flora and fauna of the park.  Well, we weren’t too impressed because there wasn’t all that much to do inside.  We did see some of the employees feed the turtles and snake.  Yawn. 
            So, we made our way over to the Lefferts House which is a very old building, finished in about 1782.  It actually was moved very carefully from its original location 5 blocks away many years ago.  The Lefferts ancestors came from Holland in 1620, so this family is one of America’s originals.  The Lefferts made a LOT of money in 1860’s and beyond and redid the inside of the home to reflect their wealth.  Finally one Leffert wanted the house to be used as a museum and so it was carefully taken back to the 1780’s.  We got a tour from the main guy responsible for the place and he was a fountain of knowledge.  It was such an incredible tour.  We just squeaked this tour under the wire, and then went home for dinner and FHE.
            FHE was well attended and the missionaries responsible did a fantastic job—it was a big relief to see so many come, including two non-members.
            Back to the normal temple schedule on Tuesday and fewer patrons.  Lynn and I were the officiator and 1st follower for one session which was nice.  I had a chat with another ordinance worker who told me some very interesting spiritual experiences from her life.  But, other than those two things, it was a quiet day.  We got to leave early so we went to the Julliard School which is across two busy streets from the temple and got some information on their concerts.
            Wednesday was a “house-keeping” and finances day.  But, we had Institute that night.  There were five that came, which was great and we had a wonderful experience.  I had split up the talks we were going to discuss a week previous between the six that came and assigned part of the talk/lesson to each of the six, so they came prepared to teach the lesson and give their insights.  We had some terrific instruction from these neophyte members—I came away feeling better about that night’s experience than I had in a while.
            Lynn and I had an appointment early Thursday morning with Sis. Pierre from our ward who needed to go to court for the umpteenth time to get money from her son’s father, who didn’t come to the hearings he was supposed to come to.  This time was no exception, but we did find out that at least he lived in New York and had gotten the court order to show up.  We were there to give Sis. Pierre support and let the court know that she had our support.  There was a new judge there to deal with the case and much good came from this experience and Sis. Pierre came away pleased and so grateful.  It was a gratifying way to spend the early morning.
            Pres. Calderwood had suggested to Lynn and I that we go up to Vermont and New Hampshire to see the color in the trees last week.  I got on the internet and it seemed like there was  too risky a possibility of rain or clouds and so we chose not to go.   So after we got back to the apartment after meeting with Sis. Pierre, Lynn asked me where I would like to go (on this grey, cold, humid, blah day) and I said I would like to go to the 9/11 Memorial.   We both thought that would be a good use of our “vacation.”  So, off we went with a preprinted pass in hand.  When we got close to the sight, the clouds started parting.  After we had gone through all the mazes and security checks, which took quite a while, it was mostly sunny so we saw the two tower “footprint” fountains in the sparkling sun, with totally perfect temps and just the right amount of people to join us.  It was a sobering, yet beautiful experience.  We found out that the park people put a large white rose in the name of people who had been killed who had a birthday, so there were white roses every once in a while punctuating the dark bronze that had the names “carved” inside.  There was a tree there called the Survivor Tree which survived the blast, was taken to a nursery to recover and then reinstated at the memorial area.  It was in great condition and carefully wired to make sure it stayed where it was.  There were a lot of oak trees planted at the memorial with strips of lawn in between the trees.  They are still working on a visitor’s center which should be very nice when done—we got to peek through the window. 
            After that warm experience, we went walking along the Hudson River trail which skirts the river all along Manhattan.  There were some nice parks with sculpture or playgrounds, or play areas, and even a miniature golf course.  We took a tour of an old (1930 vintage) ship called the “Lilac” that supplied light houses along the north east coast of the United States.  It actually had steam driven engines.  It was like a little museum.
            When we finished our walk, we went to a restaurant called J.P. Clark which had an outdoor eating area and a menu that met our interests.  The tall young black man who seated us noticed our name tags and said he had been out of New York for a while and had come back and had “lost” the church.  I really don’t know how you do that, but he did.  : )   Anyway, he wanted to know how to get in contact with the church and we knew we could help him!  We got his information; Lynn contacted our mission secretary who was supposed to forward his information to the NYNYN mission.  Our dinner was very good—a perfect end to a perfect day.
            Friday morning dawned bright and beautiful again so we decided to take a drive on the west side of the Hudson River and take the parkway up to West Point Academy.  It was quite a zoo to get through the city and across two rivers but the effort was worth it.  The parkway is “cars only” so no heavy traffic, but, it was heavy with trees on both sides and beautiful views over the Hudson River palisades.  A lot of the maple trees had turned orange/red and other trees had glimmered gold with the sun shining through.  It was magic. 
            We got to the visitor’s center (which was fairly new) and signed up for a tour.  We had time before the tour to read the material in the center and to spend a small amount of time in the nearby museum.   Then we got on the bus which had people from Japan that didn’t speak English.  One of their party did and yelled out the translation along the way.  It was a good thing our tour guide had a good mike and a loud speaking voice.  He was Mr. Enthusiasm, used to teach history in high school, did some coaching and kept everyone very punctual.  I ate up his history lesson about the area and he noted that I seemed to know quite a bit already, and I did, but it’s nice to see where the revolutionary war fitted in with West Point and see places with your own eyes, and not just the eyes of an author from a book.  He told us he knew where the temple was in Manhattan and he had been to Utah several times.  We finished our day by going back to the museum and getting a sandwich at a very nice deli nearby.
            We needed to get back to the apartment to change clothes and be on our way to Carnegie Hall to see the Five Browns.  Yes, the Five Browns.  They were there for a “one night stand” and we and a lot of other Mormons (we’re guessing there were a lot of church members there, I bumped into a couple) came to support them and enjoy a nice concert.  We ended up being fairly high which was no problem, but the stadium seating didn’t give my right knee enough room to bend.  A kind usher made arrangements for us to be seated on two bar stool height chairs right next to the banister in a different part of the auditorium.  It worked out so well.  The five Browns were technically superb.  As Lynn said, so good they would have made their Julliard teachers proud.  But the music they chose was not listener friendly in too many cases.  “The Rite of Spring” by Stravinsky is a well-known piece, but you have to like discordant music to appreciate it.  There really was no piece that was fun and familiar.  Ah well.  The audience was appreciative and clapped loudly at the end but they clapped the loudest at the end of a Chopin piece that was written in a major key!!
            Didn’t get to bed till 1 in the morning, and had to be up and going the next morning to go BACK to Carnegie Hall so we could take a tour of the place with three other senior missionary couples.  We had the tour with a delightful gentleman, so knowledge, and understandable—such a pleasure having him as our guide.  Did you know that Carnegie gave away 90% of his wealth to well-chosen causes?  After the tour, we waited in line for a half hour to eat at Carnegie’s Deli which was not too far away and which Lynn and I had been to before.  We ordered one giant sandwich for the two of us (it was about 10” high) and I just nibbled at it.  Eating with the Johnsons who are a relatively new couple in the mission, was very nice.  Their responsibility is doing the medical work for the mission.
            In between all our activities Lynn has been helping Doug Lee use the computer and I have been working on getting Institute lessons ready.  Yesterday we went to the Bien-Amis and had a grand time meeting with the family, played games with the girls and the dad and listened to him tell about how much better he feels when he’s around the missionaries and goes to church.  Well, uh, OK.  So, why don’t you come to church more often?  You just can’t talk the talk, you gotta walk the walk too.           
            Found out yesterday that one of our faithful FHE, Institute, church attenders has been going to temple prep class.  Her name is Astria Richards.  I asked her about it in RS and she said she was planning on going in December.  I hesitantly asked her if I could be her escort and she excitedly said “Yes!” I was surprised by her strong, excited reaction and very gratified.  I told her it would be an honor (which it is) and I’m looking forward to that experience.           
            I know the church is true.  I’m grateful to Jesus Christ and all the gifts he has given us, especially the gift of his Atonement.  I’m grateful to have the chance to spend more time studying about the church—that’s been especially wonderful.  It is truly a great experience to be here!


Love to you all—Kathy/Mom

Ben 10/21/13

***Here is Ben's letter. He gets to stay in Titusville and train another "Son".  He is excited. He will be there until mid January. I have included the letter to his mission President and some of the scriptures he refers to at the end of his letter.  Enjoy***
 
 
Hey Family!!!
 
Wow!!! Yet again just another great week to be a part of the work!!! Our prayers were answered!!! I was called to train another son!!! Elder Harman is headed off tomorrow to be companions with his great grandpa- the missionary that trained Elder Patten!  Anyways,  this means I will get another 3 months in Titusville!!! Hallelujah!!!  So I'll be here til mid January! Through the holidays! What a blessing!!! That means I'll spend 7 1/2 months here and more than half my mission in 2 areas! It's exciting!!! Life is just exciting!!! I love the pictures of my brothers and I really appreciate the letters!!!  I definitely have been thinking of Grammy today on her birthday!  
It's super sad to be leaving Elder Harman! I mean I've been with him his whole life!!! It's been the most successful and happy time of my mission! He will do so great though!!! I'm proud of the way my brothers are playing football! I love to read the articles!!! Good win last week and tough loss this week! You know how I hate D Hills! Especially Franke!  Gotta beat Dixie and Get to state!!!  I love the picture by the way!
Be sure to pray for the Gonzolez fam, Kevin, Sarah, Jo, Derrick, Joe, Patrick and Susan C.. They all have dates.  Also pray for Ben and Jaicee B. and Robyn and Gene and Debbie. We look to set them dates this week as well as others. We have seen a lot of miracles and most of all pray for my new son. Pray that he can have the spirit to be just what these great people need.  The work goes forward with your prayers!!!  If you want to study how to help a new missionary really get root and be spiritually self sufficient you can in Alma 32: 38 I believe and Also Luke 8 around the teen verses. "bring forth fruit one hundred fold" but we can't have the cares of this world!!! Luke 8 and Alma 32 would be great material for family home evening tonight!!! Try to relate it to being or training a new missionary (Alma 32: 28) I hope all four of you especially Nate and Matt are living in a way and have studied Preach My Gospel enough to where if you were called to an area tomorrow you could be productive for the Lord.  Nate-It might be hard to track the ST George missionaries down! But I expect you to find them and go out with them! Especially in the spring.  Home and Visiting teaching should be 100%!  There is a simple truth I love that I teach members to help them do their missionary work. "If you are not doing missionary work, you do not have a gospel-centered home."  The prophet Joseph said "After all that has been said the greatest duty is to _____"  tweet?  Study? video games? not even football? Preach the Gospel!!!  It's simple. Help and invite others to access the atonement.  Whenever you help someone feel true happiness you are doing just that!  I know you guys are doing great! Again I am so grateful for your love and examples!!! You are the best!
I love you guys so much! It's crazy to see how the Lord has blessed me so much! Nothing just for sure until the baptism by fire but I really hope we can help this whole town make some serious covenants in the next three months! I love everything about this place! I love everything about the gospel!!! It's perfect! It's good to finally have my priorities straight! 
I'm going to try and write you all later on!!! I love you tons!!! More than anything!!!
Elder Gottfredson

President Berry,


I think we accomplished some really good things this transfer. Right now we are trying to take Elder Dube's advice and not look at how much we've accomplished, but at how much work there is still to be done!!! I think the most important thing we accomplished was turning Elder Harman into the Outstanding Missionary he is today! He is going to do really well in his next area! We also refined our lessons and extending commitments! This three months with Elder Harman has been some of the happiest and most fulfilling times of my life.

Elder Gottfredson
 


 

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Meriden 10/20/13

October 20, 2013

Hi Family!

I know that it’s been a couple weeks since I’ve written, so I have a bit of catching up to do. 

Nathan’s farewell was today.  He gave a wonderful talk about how his family helped him prepare for his mission.  I did record it, but I don’t know yet how to save it on a computer.  I need to figure that out.  He has a unique and fun sense of humor that he used in his talk. 

If you haven’t already heard, our biggest news is that we are moving to Farmington, MO in December.  Jim is leaving tomorrow to take one of our cars (pulled by our truck) and some boxes to look for a house.  He’ll need to take one more trip back there before our big move in Dec.  So, life has been crazy trying to get everything ready.  Jim resigned from Raytheon a couple weeks ago so he would have the time he needed to prepare for this move.  We both feel really good about what we’re doing.  We’re praying for miracles as we need to find a place to live and we need jobs in MO.  Jim will go active duty in January and go to Syracuse or South Dakota to work for a couple months, then back to Farmington.  We are definitely taking a leap of faith, but feel that we are being guided. 

Right now, we plan to lease our house; if we tried to sell, we wouldn’t get anything close to what we have into it.  At least we’re not upside-down like several people in this area are!  We’ll most likely rent a house in Farmington until we get settled in and both of us have jobs.  I’m working on getting my MO teaching certificate and will sub until I can get a full-time teaching position. 

The first thing Jim (and Nathan) did after resigning from Raytheon, was to take parts off the truck that Nathan crashed, and replace them with parts from our other truck (that is basically the same truck but 2 years older) that has a dead transmission.  That was a several day project.  They had to borrow a high-powered torch to heat up the front part of the frame to bend it back into position.  They finally got everything back together.  So, most of the truck is green, but one of the side panels, the hood and the front are red.  The only thing that isn’t working yet is the AC, and Jim will get that recharged in the spring. 

I’ve been trying to pack a couple boxes every day.  That doesn’t always happen since I’ve been pretty busy.  My calc class keeps me busy as I need to do quite a bit of extra studying (practice) to understand what I’m suppose to be learning.  I’ve been subbing about once a week. 

Nathan has been helping Jim and hanging out with friends.  He is going to the temple for the first time on Saturday!   We don’t have his mission travel plans yet; pray that all will go well with getting his Visa.  The missionary department starts the Visa applications 3 weeks before he’s scheduled to go into the MTC.  They say in the letter they give to Nathan that it could take up until the Friday before he is suppose to leave before the visa comes.  We’re assuming that they’re not having problems getting Visas to Colombia since he is scheduled to go to the Colombia MTC.  I know there have been problems getting Visas for Argentina and missionaries had to serve in the States until their Visas came.  I hope that all goes well for Nathan’s visa.

That’s about all the news for now.  I’m grateful to know that the church is true and that we have a loving Heavenly Father who watches over us and who cares about the details of our lives!

Love,

Meriden/Mom

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Kathy 10/14/13

“The Miracle of a Mission” – Elder Holland – MTC Talk – January 2001

Brothers and Sisters, we feel it an immense privilege. I’m so proud of you. I’m so grateful that you’ve served. Maybe that’s the most important thing I can say to you. Tonight we don’t have a lot of time. There are 101 things that I would like to say. I wish we could, you probably don’t wish it, but I wish we could stay all night. And I do this humbly, this informally, and as lovingly as I know how to do. In the time that we have I’ll hit a couple of highlights and key things that I think you need to remember and hope you will.

More importantly maybe than anything, at least basic than anything else that I would say to you, is my expression and my personal love for you. I’m authorized to represent President Hinckley, President Monson, and President Faust, the Quorum of the Twelve and all the General Authorities; and I think literally and truly I’m authorized to represent the Lord Himself. I’m called to be His witness, His representative, and to speak by His right and His power, not of our own. Nothing of our own strength or privilege and preparation. We don’t have anything else. The only thing that matters, the only real preparation and spirit of authorization happens from Heaven. The same with you. You get that from the same source. But, I think in light of that authorization which sent you into the mission field, I have the same authorization to come to this MTC and to tell you that God loves you, is aware of you, and knows your name, knows your call and your mission field, knows your companion, knows your mission President. He knows the lessons you’re going to have and the challenges you’re going to face. We do love you for serving.

I’m grateful for the way you look. It’s very important that the messenger be worthy of the message. We ask you to look a certain way and act a certain way because of the message. This is more important than anything you’ve ever done in your life. However, we feel . . . and I’m sure you’ve been wondering . . . however significant your lives may have been . . . and I’m sure you’ve done very important things, . . . this is higher and holier and more sacred and more eternal than anything you’ve ever done. It is by definition the most important thing you can do in the world, in time or eternity. For this reason you are engaged in the saving of the human soul. And that is the highest and holiest work in the universe.

That is the thing that God Himself said was His work and glory. It is the purpose for which the Savior came to the earth and gave His life and was resurrected to open those possibilities and promises of Eternal Life. It is the purpose for which every prophet has lived and every apostle has spoken. It is the purpose for which every missionary since Adam and Eve has gone forth to declare the truth. You join those ranks! You join that brotherhood and sisterhood and it is as I said by definition, by theology, it is the most important thing you can do.

There will be other ways you will do this. There will be other ways you will do the most important thing in the world, not the least of which is to be a parent—that will engage you in the saving of the human soul. More tender because you get to raise that human soul and love it and take it on into eternity, but it will still be the same work in God’s eyes and in the records of Heaven and the economy of the Plan of Salvation. This work and parental work and church service for the rest of your lives and temple service will forever bring you into the eternal ranks of the work of angels, the work of the Priesthood, the work of the prophets and apostles, for as long as they have lived. And so forgive us if we are very serious with you about this.

It’s kind of “grown-up time.” This isn’t the seminary council. This isn’t being president of the teacher’s quorum or the laurel class, important as that is. We send you to the temple, we give you the most important covenants a man or a woman can make on the face of this planet at 19 or 21, and we invite you to come and do the work that God Himself has labored over and toiled over and wept over and pursued since before the beginning of time, since before the foundation of the world. It’s fairly serious business and it doesn’t mean depressing and it doesn’t mean discouraging. It doesn’t mean that you can’t be happy. But we are giving . . . as General Authorities, we’re giving everything we know to this. For as long as we live we will be bearing testimony of the divinity of the Church, and of the salvation of the Lord and of the Restoration of the gospel and of God’s love for His children. Until I cannot move my lips one more time, that is what we will do.

We’re asking you to join us in that for two years. We’re asking you to carry one leg of the race, one relay of the baton for two years’ time, or 18 months, as the case for the sisters, and to join President Hinckley and President Faust and President Monson and President Packer and all the brethren. And again I say, you only have to let your imagination move in the way that Sister Holland has suggested, that you join all the other prophets who have ever lived in doing this. It is a relatively short period of time. It may not seem short to you, but it is short to us who are doing this work for 40 or 45 years. We just thank you. We love you. We are honored and grateful that you have come. If fifteen of us had to do it alone, it would be a very, very hard work. If three members of the First Presidency and Twelve Apostles of the Quorum had to do the work you’re doing, it would kill us off sooner than it’s going to kill us. So, it is a very personal expression of gratitude that we make. Thank you for serving.

In doing that, I represent your Father, your Dad, your little brothers and your little sisters, your aunts, and your uncles, and your bishop and everybody who loves you and everybody who prays for you. You’re the most prayed for people on the face of the earth. I really believe that. I do not believe, collectively speaking, that there is any body of people that’s any collective circle of individuals are prayed for on the face of the earth than the LDS missionaries. I don’t think that other churches have the organizations we have or the missionary force to pray about and to pray for, and they’re not organized enough in their ecclesiastical organization to do the praying if they had the missionaries. And I used to think that you were the second, that the President of the Church was first, that he was the most prayed for man on the earth and you were second. But I’ve repented of that because I’ve never heard anybody pray for the President of the Church, who did not in the same breath, pray for the missionaries. So, it’s you and President Hinckley, neck and neck all the way down the line. And take comfort in that, take great satisfaction in that—I do!

There are days when I really need to know that each and every member prays for the Brethren. Hard days, long days, challenging days, troublesome days when Lucifer is real, when evil is rampant and problems abound and the Church is confronted, or the missionaries struggle, or the mission has a problem, or the people in their homes are having difficulties, or families are being torn apart. There are lots of reasons for us as General Authorities to get heartaches and to shed tears, and we take great consolation in the fact that the members of the Church pray for us.

And I really want to thank you for that, and I want you to know that we return the favor. That every Thursday of our lives, this is beyond our personal prayers, (Sister Holland and I pray for you personally.) That every Thursday of your life and of mine we pray for you in the Temple, and I want you to know that we have a little prayer experience in the temple, as General Authorities, just the First Presidency and the Quorum of the Twelve, until the Brethren come in at Conference time, and then it’s everyone! Every week we have an experience. I don’t need to detail all the sanctity of it to you, but suffice it to say, it includes a prayer at a prayer alter, and it’s led by the President of the Church. It’s led by Gordon B. Hinckley, and you are prayed for. And on days when it’s hard, on days when it’s tough, and if you’re particularly new, on days when you’re homesick, you just know that the most beloved man I know in all this world prays for you because you’re the teammates! You’re understanding something of what we do, and for that reason we really understand what you do, and we’re kind of in it together. Maybe the folks back home do or don’t know so much about it. Maybe your little brother or little sister don’t really comprehend what a mission is. Really, nobody who hasn’t been on a mission understands. But nevertheless, from the President of the Church right down to the newest members anywhere who learns to pray and learns what a missionary is, you have that tremendous support and love and encouragement, and I’m authorized, I think, to speak for all of them, to speak for your family.

Some of you out here are new, and by definition, all of you are within nine weeks in this experience. Don’t be discouraged. Now that may be easy to say and hard for you to understand. The culture is new, the language is new, and you have every right and every reason, at least every understandable reason, to be homesick. Everybody’s been there, and if it gives you any encouragement, just remember that I did this once too, and that no young man in the history of the world could have been more affected by a mission than I was.

My father was a convert and my mother had not served a mission, as sisters usually didn’t then. No one in my family had ever gone on a mission. I didn’t know the clothing to buy. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know anything about it. I knew zero about a mission, but I knew that I wanted to go, and I knew that I wanted to serve. As inadequate as I was, as unprepared as I was . . . I didn’t look right; I didn’t act right; I didn’t know anything about it. We didn’t have an MTC, and I don’t remember people or even remember a sheet telling us what clothing to bring. I don’t know, I had a suit my brother handed down to me. You could shave by it! You could hang it up and it glistened, it was so worn and so shiny. I had that suit and a green corduroy suit with matching vest and okra lining. Boy, if you think my Mission President’s eyes didn’t pop out! What did I know? That’s all I owned, and my Mom said that I would probably be okay, and that’s what I took.

In two years my life was changed forever and forever and forever. Everything I hold dear, everything I cherish in one way or another, I owe to the experience that converged from my childhood, my lovely parents, and my good home. Converged and passed into my soul on a mission. Everything — my marriage to Sister Holland, my children, the fact that they have been on missions and all married in the temple and now are raising children to go on missions and be married in the temple, my education, and my chance to have a profession in education, my church assignments—everything that has ever blessed me I owe to the gospel, collectively, broadly, and to my mission specifically.

So don’t worry about being homesick. Don’t worry about being new. Don’t worry about the language. None of that matters. It will not matter. God loves you and this is the truth and you can do it! Just reach down, pull up your socks, and go to work. This is a time for you to go out. I plead with you. I plead with you, in the case of the Elders, to have a 24-month mission! Not 23, not 22, not 19, not 16, not 14…to have a 24-month mission! Sisters, have an 18-month mission—not 15, not 11, not 6. Start fast. Run hard, and to the tape! You can rest later.

I played for a state championship basketball team once, and we weren’t supposed to be there, and we weren’t supposed to be able to play. We were a rag-tag bunch from a very small school where there was hardly enough guys to put on jerseys. And somehow we made it to the championship game. And I remember the coach saying at half time, when we were behind…he came into the locker room and said, “I know you’re tired. We don’t have a lot of substitutes—we hardly have any. I know you’re tired. I know you’re giving it everything you’ve got, but the next 20 minutes is the most important 20 minutes of your high school career. Twenty minutes is all I’m asking, and then we’ll rest forever! Give me all you’ve got for 20 more minutes! Let’s go out there and do that.” And we did, and it worked, and we won. It was great, but matters not at all, matters not one iota. I don’t think I ever thought about it much in the forty-plus years since that happened. But in the gospel, I mean if it can matter for a high school ball game or a track meet or a dance review or a symphony recital, it can matter for things like that, that pass away in the night and dissolve in the air, how much more should that spirit of commitment count in the Gospel of Jesus Christ! We’re just asking for that slice.

Most of you had a reasonably comfortable life up to the call, and you can just have the most terrific, relaxed, wonderful life after, but right now we want you to run all the way, every day, every step until this is over. To give the Lord a full 24-month or 18-month mission, for your sake, for the church’s sake, for integrity’s sake, for the prophet’s sake. I can tell you he’s doing it! Ninety-one years old, (he will be ninety-one in June), ninety-one years old and going all day, every day, everywhere, all the time until he drops!

His only council to us, and he’s willing to do the same, he says, “Look, you know, you don’t work hard enough, you don’t go far enough, you don’t do enough,” (here we all are dying), he says, “Look, I don’t have sympathy for you. If you die, you die.” And clearly that’s his theory. I mean, that’s his position. He just said, “Look, what use are we then, what do we do at our level, at our time in life, with our calls…what else is there? We will just give and give and give until we are taken.” And we don’t want you taken. We don’t want you to pass out. We don’t want you to ruin your health. We just want two years from you. We just want 18 months from you. So start now. Just don’t look back. Just put your face to the sun and put your shoulder into this work, and give it everything you’ve got and savor every day! Now if anyone wants to go home, talk to me. I will not let you! I will throw my life before the barred door. I have chains in every room. I have skyhooks and cables. I have things you’ve never seen before. If you think President Palmer’s tough on you, you haven’t seen anything yet! If you have any feeling about going home, you cannot. You must not. Not for the Church’s sake, the Church wouldn’t miss you that fast! You cannot go for your sake!

Look at me and listen to me and see the fire in my eyes and the flame in my soul! You cannot ever go home! You’ve got to know what this means to me, what it has meant to my life, what is has meant to my family. The first missionary to go—a 180 degree turn for our entire family and its generations—to receive the gospel and go on a mission! I would do anything to keep a missionary in the mission field. I would hang on, I would grab your leg, I would twist your ankle, I would put a full nelson and a judo chop, and whatever it takes. I would make an absolute fool out of myself, which is about what I’m describing, just to have you know how much it matters. And someday, and someday soon, it won’t be long; you’ll laugh about the homesickness and smile about the necessitudes of the MTC or the shock of the culture, or the strangeness of the language. Every day and every way it will get better! That doesn’t necessarily mean that it will get easier, but it will get better.



This is hard work. It is the hardest work you will ever do. That’s why I say this is the most important work you will ever do. I think those two go together. It’s hard work, but every day, in every way, it will get better, and you will feel the Spirit of the Lord. You’ll know He loves you, and the language will come, and baptisms will come, and you will make new friendships, both with your companions and with investigators and with ward members and branch members and people with whom you serve. And someday, sometime, you will come back, husbands and wives, you will come back and preside over these missions, or you will send your sons or your daughters to serve in the same missions. You will tell them stories of those legends of your life in the mission field.

Plan right now! Plan right now for the stories you will tell your children about your mission. Live right now in every way to look them in the eye and put them on your knee and rock them on your lap and tell them as I am telling you, that you loved every day of your mission. That you worked your head off! That you’ve never worked so hard in your life. That you were tired and sweaty and dirty and hungry and you knew how Paul felt and you knew how Peter felt and you knew how Mormon felt and you knew how Moroni felt. And I promise you that your children will remember and never forget it, and they will cherish it and hold it dear for their mission and so the generations go. So life is lived and this dispensation is pursued, and the Kingdom comes and Christ does arrive, whenever that is.

Live now for those generations. Live now for the deacons and beehive girls who will one day have you return and sit up and watch you in Sacrament Meeting, who don’t have a blessed idea what a mission is, and have no idea what it means to go to Manaus or Belem or Belo Horizonte or Porto Alegre or wherever. And then you look them in the eye and say that they too can serve, that they’ve got to go take their turn in the relay race of eternity. They’ve got to step up and pace out their two years or eighteen months. You live right now in a way that you can pierce their hearts and touch their lives.

Without a big brother or father or an uncle to set an example for me in the mission field, at the very time I was wondering about a mission, I had no particular history or tradition to propel me that way or move me that way. A friend of mine a little older, just the way you have younger friends waiting at home, came back from his mission and testified of the hard work and real growth and problems and troubles and fun and laughter and tears and the whole package, and I was spellbound! I really think that day . . . I was 17 years old, near enough to start to think about, “Well, am I or aren’t I?”, and I think that day is the day I decided to go on a mission. I started to take the steps towards one. You have such a legacy to give. Already you’re just the newest of the new, you’re the newest team on the squad. Already from day one, you take your place with what is, I guess, the grandest fraternity or sisterhood, or brotherhood and sisterhood, in the Church—that of a missionary. It is the largest collective association of which people are known in this Church. He or she was a missionary! And the expectations are so high, people really believe you to be perfect. They want you to be perfect.

When I was at BYU and had new converts come, and sometimes their feelings were hurt, or sometimes something happened that wasn’t appropriate, and I would talk to them and this precious convert would say, “But she was a returned missionary,” or “He was a returned missionary,” as if to say, “You know, gosh, I thought I was with Moroni. I thought I was with Wilford Woodruff.” They have a right—everybody has a right—the Church has a right to see us that way, collectively, even if that is a tremendous burden to bear, and it is. It’s an overwhelming burden to bear. But the Church has a right, and these kids have a right—your little brothers and your little sisters have a right—to just think you’re perfect—that you’re out there doing something, and they don’t know exactly what. I know that all my life growing up, I heard “tracting”, which is knocking doors, and I thought they were saying “tracking”, like Indians through the woods, and I wondered, “What are the missionaries doing tracking?” But it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what misconceptions exist, you just have an obligation to let people think you’re perfect. And I do think you’re perfect. I think you’re perfect because you’ve chosen to serve.

I know that some of you are struggling. I could see it in your eyes when I shook your hands. That’s what we do when we shake your hands—we interview you. And thank heavens for this calling—you can do it that fast! I can sit down with President Palmer now and identify the Elders and Sisters that we probably need to talk with a little bit. It’s okay, you’re alright, it’s no problem, but I can tell the ones that are struggling and just know that even then, even with that, we think you’re perfect because everyone struggles.

When President Hinckley stands and talks about his mission, as he did with me when I had a chance to write an article on him for the Ensign when he was made the President of the Church. . . I had the wonderful privilege to write the article on him for the Church magazine. I interviewed him and all he wanted to talk about was his mission, as if nothing else had ever happened! And in a way he’s trying to say what I’m saying—that nothing would have happened if it hadn’t been for that.

He got on his mission and hated it! I don’t know if he hated it, but he felt troubled by it. He was a little older, he’d finished college, it was the Depression, he didn’t have any money, his mother had just died, and he’d been through school because he didn’t have any money to go on a mission. So he’d go one more year and one more year. So he was a little older—he was 23, 24 years old when he went on his mission, and he had ambition, and he had things to do, and certainly wanted to save money, and his Dad had sacrificed to send him. He said, “If you go on a mission, your brothers and I will keep you on your mission.” And his mother, who had died, had saved a little bit of her house money, just a little bit of grocery money, and a little bit of her laundry money, and whatever, and she saved it, only a few dollars, but she saved it and left it for him after she died. And he was so touched by that he went on his mission.

But he got out there and he found what you found. It was hard work, just miserably hard work. And the days were long and sometimes it was cold and sometimes it was hot and the people rejected him. In his day he stood on a little soapbox, and he couldn’t . . . and they made fun of him and teased him and pointed and nullified the local Mormon missionaries. It was a nightmare for his first six to eight weeks, about like you would be, and he wrote his Dad and he said, “Dad, I’m coming home. I’m wasting my time and your money, and it’s just not paying off, and I’m coming home.” His Dad blazed a letter back! And President Hinckley said he had to read it wearing asbestos gloves. His father fired him a one-sentence letter back! “DEAR GORDON, FORGET YOURSELF AND GET TO WORK! LOVE, FATHER.” And he said the “love” was sort of figurative in that letter, that is what fathers are supposed to say. He said he went upstairs to his little apartment in Preston, England, and he knelt down and said, “I guess I’m supposed to stay. I guess I’m supposed to be on this mission. So help me. Help me serve. Help me work. Help me learn what I’m supposed to learn.” And then he said with tears rolling down his cheeks, the President of the Church, “That is the day when my life changed forever!”

Where would we be today without Gordon B. Hinckley? Well, I can tell you one thing—that Gordon B. Hinckley wouldn’t be the President of the Church if he hadn’t stayed on his mission. What for you and for me and for the Church and for destiny, what was hanging in the balance that day, that even somebody like President Hinckley, young Gordon Hinckley, wondered whether a mission was worth it or not. Because his Dad and a mission President and a companion and you and me and people who love him, figuratively speaking said, “You’d better stay there. This is a chance of a lifetime. This is the work of eternity. Don’t lose it now. Don’t blow it now. Give it all you’ve got.” Because of that, we have the President of the Church. We have the 103rd temple to dedicate in six more weeks. We have 60,000 missionaries around the world. We have a destiny and a dispensation in which he stands with Joseph and Brigham and John and Wilford and Lorenzo and Heber and George Albert and David and on and on to this fifteenth successor in an unbroken chair of prophets in this, the greatest dispensation in the history of the world.

Well, look, if President Hinckley can struggle, you can struggle. If President Hinckley can wonder whether it’s worth it, you can wonder. You just forget it, just say it and get on with it. Just write it in your journal and keep moving. Gordon, forget yourself. Go to work! And that’s collectively the message that God would give to all of us.

Remember above all, that this is a spiritual work. It’s the most important thing you can remember all your life. You cannot have a mission and you will not succeed on this mission and you won’t be happy and you won’t lose your homesickness and you won’t get the language and you won’t be acclimatized to the culture until you give over to God and say, “This is Thy work and I’m only the instrument. I’m on the pencil, but you’ve got to do the writing.” That is the most important thing for a missionary to learn ever. Section 50, a verse you all memorize and I hope you remember all your life, “Unto what you were ordained (or in the case of the sisters, unto what you were set apart by somebody who was ordained), to preach my gospel by the Spirit, even the Comforter, and if it is not taught that way, it is not God’s way.” If it is not taught that way, it is some other way, and any other way is not of God. You can’t do it your own way. Don’t even try. That’s part of the worry—you don’t have to do it, you can’t do it, you shouldn’t do it. Stop worrying that you have to do this. This is God’s work! He will watch you! He will answer your prayers! He has legions of angels and teams of chariots to run to your aid this very hour. He will bless you! This is His work, but you have to do it His way! That’s the contract.

I shared with the missionaries in Sao Paulo yesterday the story of Moses leading the children of Israel who had to ask that question saying, “Lord, I’ll do this. I’ll take on Pharaoh, I’ll face the soothsayers, witches and doctors and the serpents, and we’ll get blood running in the river, and we’ll part the Red Sea, but I can’t do it alone. I couldn’t even try. I’m the least adequate man alive. I can’t even talk. I need a companion to translate for me. I can’t do any of this, but we’ll do it, parting the Red Sea and crossing the River Jordan and claiming our inheritance, but I have to know that you will go with us. I have to know that you’ll be the divine comforter in this missionary service. Otherwise, we can’t go. We’re not even going to leave Cairo. We’re just going to stay here. We’re just going to stay here and stack bricks. We can’t do it. There is no way that we can fight Pharaoh or fate or sand dunes or water unless the very power of heaven, unless the power of Almighty God is resting on our shoulders and in our hearts.

That is a legitimate request to make of a missionary, and it is a legitimate answer that God gives saying, “You’re on! That’s a deal! You don’t have to wonder about me. Worry about yourself. Don’t worry about me—I can do it!” And He can! And He does! You will succeed in this work. You will succeed at this work because it is God’s to do, and all you have to do is say, “Here, use me. Take me. Just point me in the right direction. Where’s the tape and I’ll head for it? I’ll give you all I’ve got for two years.” And that’s all a missionary has to do, and technically all a missionary can do. And that’s all that God wants and He’ll do the work and He’ll give you the words to say and the language to say it and the testimony to bear and the places to go and the doors to knock on and the people to inquire of on the street. He’ll do all of that if you will pledge to live by the Spirit and be obedient and testify by the Holy Ghost and do the work His way.

Forgive us if we ask so much about obedience. We ask so much about rules. It’s because we’ve been at this for 170 years, just in this dispensation alone. We know what it takes to succeed. We’ve tried all the other ways. We’ve seen all the other ways that don’t work. We’ve had all the missionaries who have tried to do it their own way. And after 170 years, trust us that the information is pretty well in, and the documentation is pretty clear, starting with the declaration in the scriptures themselves. That we are called to preach the gospel by the Spirit, even the Comforter, and there is no other way and any other way is not of God. If you would just be that comfortable, actually it takes a lot of pressure off. It takes an incredible amount of pressure off of us individually. To just say it really is His work and He’ll do it and He can do it and He’s always done it and He will do it! These are His children to save. This is His work. He will do it, but He’s got to have an obedient and spiritually hungry missionary!

Do not look tired—this work can be done. That has been the work of all the dispensations since the beginning of time, and that’s the request that’s being made—accomplish! I love you. I love looking at you. I love seeing you. I know how you feel. I was once one of you and without this understanding once. Somehow, someday, somewhere, some of you will be asked to do this, and by that I don’t necessarily just mean the Apostleship, but preside over missions, preside over Stakes, preside over Relief Societies, be parents and raise kids and do that later part to build the kingdom that you’re starting to build now.

I’ve been your age and you haven’t been mine, but I do remember what it was like to sit here and have dreams and fears and hopes and wonder, wonder if you were about to do it, wonder if you’d be happy, wonder if you would work hard, wonder if you could succeed. Now, 38 years and one month later I tell you that it was the most important thing that ever happened to me in my life, that it’s brought so many blessings that have now become important and now take their place in my life, but which would not have happened, I’m absolutely confident they would not have happened, if it had not been for the privilege of a mission.

I love you. I testify of the Lord Jesus Christ, whose witness I am called to bear. I’ve born witness all my life, now I am a witness and so are you, for these two years we’re alike. All day, every day, full-time, full-bore, all we know and all we can do and all we can believe and all we can declare in the name of Christ, salvation of the children of men and the true and living Church. For these two years and these 18 months we’re alike. We’re all witnesses called. Mine goes a little longer, and I have some keys you don’t have. I belong to a quorum you don’t belong to, but in spirit and in effort, in the good we’re trying to do, and in the testimony we’re trying to bear, we’re the same. Part of your life is part of mine. Maybe that’s why I love you so much.

You look like future leaders of the Church, to testify of the divinity of this Church, of this work, and of God’s love, of His reality and His appearance to the Prophet Joseph Smith. And if there is anyone in the room who’s struggling with a testimony, you have one — mine! I’m giving my life to this. You’re giving two years. I’m giving my life! Everything I own, everything I possess is on the line. I would not come to Sao Paulo to tell you a fairy tale. I wouldn’t wear myself into the ground, nor would President Hinckley do the same for something we did not know beyond a shadow of a doubt was God’s almighty truth! Give me a little more credit than that! I’m not an absolutely stupid man. This is the truth! And I’m giving everything that I know to give for that declaration.

I had a missionary ask me once if I would give my life for the Church. I said, “Elder, I am giving my life for the Church.” I know what he meant. What he meant was, “Would you die for it?” Well, that’s the easy part. That’s a snap! On some days it looks really appealing. That’s the easy part, to die for it. Well, what God needs is people who will live for it, people who will go the distance, people who are in this race we’re talking about that will go all the way to the tape. And some may die along the way and that’s wonderful, but He needs people who will finish the work. He needs people who will wrap this up, and that’s the pledge I make to you, and that’s the pledge He asked. We’re in this together.

I wish we could give you all a hug. Sister Holland could hug the sisters, and I could hug the elders, but we don’t have time to do that either. But figuratively know that we would. Know that we do. Know that we love you and admire you and live for the day we’ll all be together in some big missionary reunion in heaven and we’ll invite Paul over and Peter and Isaiah and Alma and we’ll just have a good time talking about missionary service. It’s a great Brotherhood and Sisterhood and I express my love to you and declare the divinity of this work in the sacred, holy and redeeming name of the Lord, Jesus Christ, Amen.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Kathy 10/7/13

October 7, 2013

Dear Family and Friends—
            It’s a very warm, cloudy, humid day today.  My flowers on the balcony are still blooming beautifully.  I don’t know how long that will last but so far freezing weather does not seem to be on the docket.  Despite the warm weather this week the trees have decided that it is fall and they are turning.  In the park the big maple trees are turning orange/red-orange and it is beautiful to see.  But other trees, the leaves are just yellow and falling, the oak is just turning brown.  Thank goodness for the maples.
            I had a difficult Institute lesson to prepare for last Monday and it consumed my time.  Lynn said “What’s for dinner?”  Hah!  He got on his bike (did not take car) and went to the nearest KFC during rush hour.  He was back in 15 minutes with dinner which was secured to his carrier on the back tire!  It was the bike which gets around all traffic, didn’t have to wait in line at the store and the easy trip back which made the process so fast.  I was one grateful lady.  When you’re in the mood, KFC hits the spot.  We had FHE that night done by a lady who has to work on Saturday night till eight in the morning so she doesn’t come often to church on Sunday but she and her daughter have been faithful Home Evening attenders.  Marianna is from Hungry and has been a member for about 4 years.  I was impressed with how well she did the activitiy.
            Tuesday was temple day and two nice pieces of information to note:  In the morning I was assigned to be in the baptistery but the people who were scheduled to come were late and I was going to leave but then an older missionary couple came with three sisters, a strange combo.  The couple said they had a bag of baptism clothes that they borrowed from the temple and were returning them.  Now that’s even stranger.  They explained that the ward in China town had a baptism this past Sunday and they baptized 7 people!!  I said I had never heard of that many being baptized at the same time, certainly seemed like a record.  They said they had never seen it either but knew it was going to happen and since their ward did not have enough baptism suits they had to borrow some from the temple and were returning them.  None of the three sister missionaries had seen the baptistery so I showed them around and they were duly impressed. 
            The next interesting thing is going to make sense only to those of you who have seen the newest temple movie:  When I was through with Initiatory two other sister ordinance workers came there with wide excited eyes and said that “Eve” was in the eleven o’clock session.  Wow.  This could not be a complete surprise since she and “Adam” are from NW NYC area in Westchester Co.  My schedule did not give me an opportunity to see her.  Later on Lynn took me aside and with quiet excitement said that he had just taken “Eve” through the veil.  He said she had been quite emotional; she’s very beautiful and short.  Apparently she was there that day with her sister.  How would it be to sit through a movie and see yourself?  How would it be to see her walk through the veil?  Lynn said it was very surreal. 
            At the end of the day we were able to give a pass-a-long card to a man in the park.  When people pass us and say “have a blessed day” that is a clue they are Christian and we often talk with those that say that to us.
            Monday and Wednesday I did a lot of cooking, the crock pot doing the most work making chili.  On Wednesday I made a big batch of corn bread and two loaves of white.  In between cooking I finished prep for Institute and went that night to six lovely members, one of which was new to the class.  I believe everything went well with great insights being exchanged.  I told the class at the end that their assignment was to watch Conference this past weekend, take notes and we would discuss some of the favorite talks or favorite things that were said. 
            Thursday evening I had 10 missionaries over for a chili dinner.  I made sure I had plenty of food and I did!  During the day I made a big apple crisp and had a large relish plate made up.  We had three new missionaries with the last transfer and it was nice to get to know them better.  When you feed the Elders and Sisters you always have a grateful group on your hands so it is very worth the time and effort.  We had so much food left over that we had the Spanish missionaries come between Conference sessions Saturday for the same meal with a little augmentation on the relish tray.
            I went shopping Friday morning per usual at Target—it’s always such a zoo getting there.  But once I am comfortably in the store it is time for me to relax.  A man on an electric store cart said, “Sister, I hope you have a blessed day.”  Well I turned and walked to him to thank him and he started a long conversation about religion and the different religions that didn’t make sense to him and he couldn’t stand.  While I was listening to his barrage I fumbled around my purse and tried to give him a pass-a-long card but he said he already had some.  I asked him if he would like some church representatives to come talk to him and he didn’t want that but he did know about the church web site.  I told him to watch Conference and gave him the times it was being shown.  I’d like to think he tuned in for something.
            Saturday was laundry day, Conference Day, feed the Spanish missionaries day, sang “Happy Birthday” to the twins (who turned 7, BTW) and then I watched one of my churchy movies that night while folding clothes.  The evening was a great time to relax.  Lynn came back from priesthood meeting greatly enthused.  First of all, all that show up get dinner.  Then he said the meeting was well attended by the men in the ward and last of all the talks were incredible.  So, I’ll have to go watch them some time.  
            Sunday I made a big Chinese cabbage salad in the morning then Lynn and I went to the church for the lunch at 2 pm that the Spanish ward was putting on.  If you go to eat their food, it is recommended that you take some of your own to share.  The Spanish are not into salad, they are into beans and rice.  : )  So, I knew I had to take a salad.  It was well received.  We watched both sessions on Sunday in our apartment—especially liked Oaks talk.
            In the evening we talked to Adam and Nathan and had them tell about their birthday party and gifts.  They were excited to show us some of the things they got.  Then, we got online to watch the White Coat ceremony which was shown live out of the So. California College of Optometry.  J.D. and his 2017 class mates received their white “doctor” coats as a reminder of the professionalism that they were to bring to their schooling.  They were “student doctors” now.  They also took an oath on the order of the Hippocratic Oath that doctors are supposed to take.  It was a LONG oath that they took.  But we saw J. walk into the area where they were having the ceremony (it was done outside) and then also saw him receive his coat.  The program lasted an hour.  So glad we got to be part of it!  We talked to J.D. and Monica later that evening. 
            So that’s the week—not a lot of excitement, but it was a good week, always is when it’s Conference time.
            I love the church.  I know the gospel is true.  Sure am grateful for men and women of God imparting their wisdom and inspiration from the Lord.  It is the best, and so are they.

Love to you all—Kathy/Mom
           
           

            

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Aaron 9/30/13

Hey all!! 
To explain the subject line, it's raining today, and Elder Ferney and I are out of miles on our car. So we rode our bikes to the library! I'ts around a 3 miles ride from our apartment, so we're pretty thoroughly soaked. If we were smart, we'd have worn our P-day clothes here, but NOPE! White shirts, ties, and nice leather shoes! I think that's the fastest I've ridden my bike on my mission haha! Though I feel a little bad for pushing Elder Ferney a little hard. 
This week has been the most tracting we've done in the area, as well as the most walking and biking! We don't have nearly enough miles for our car in our area, so at the end of the months we barely have enough to get to the general area we need to be at, and then walk/bike from there. We thought it would be cooler this week, but that was a lie. It's been around 80 every day, and is supposed to be even warmer this week! The trees know it's time for fall, since they're all chaning colors, even though it's only getting down to 60 at night!
We were able to find this one new investigator named Shannon this week thanks to all this tracting! I turns out here grandmother is a member, and when Shannon was a teenager she took all the missionary lessons but was never baptized. She's definitely more interested again though!! She's around 25, drive a legit truck, and loves guns. She just needs to be baptized! haha
As well,  brother Hottinger finally came to church! It took making breakfast in his house and asking him for a ride to do it, but he was there, and he definitely felt the spirit in fast and testimony meeting! Now we need to get his wife to get Sundays off from work so they can both go and get reactivated and sealed in the temple!!! 
My hand is no longer infected, which is a plus! We went back to the Jashinksi's this past week and started to help them build a new railing for their deck! We had some other good discussions and we'll be coming back in the middle of the week and sit down with them, and hopefully have a discussion and teach them how to pray!! They gave us dinner after we finished working for the day, and I said that it was one of heir turns to say the prayer. And we sat there for 5 minutes trying to let them decide who would say the prayer. It was pretty hysterical, though a little aggravating at the same time. You'll never get an answer to the Book of Mormon by saying Hail Mary's or "God is great, God is Good, God we thank you for the food. Amen."
But you can really see the gratitude that they have for us. They were talking and it sounds like we not only helped them with the labor, but the "skill" that we worked with allowed them to save nearly $500 on parts and stuff! Perfect for them to pay tithing with :) haha!
Tonight we have another lesson with the Gall's, and we're praying that Brother Gall got an answer on if the Book of Mormon is true! He has committed to be baptized if he has an answer!!\
I am so grateful to be able to be a missionary! To be able to meet so many different people and to testify of our Savior Jesus Christ!! I love the Book of Mormon and how it brings me closer to Him each time I read it, and the strength it gives me! Confession to Mom, Dad and Nathan. I've actually been reading ahead of the 10 pages a day. Whoops! :)
YOU ALL ARE AWESOME! I LOVE AND MISS YOU!!!!!
Elder Aaron Toombs