A Great and Marvelous Work!!
As a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, I will be spending the next 18-months serving the Lord in João Pessoa, Brazil! This blog will contain my weekly letters describing my experiences in Brazil.
Saturday, October 5, 2013
NEW BLOG
For all those who have faithfully followed me during my mission in Brazil, I have begun a new blog!!! www.optimisim-chooseit.blogspot.com
Sunday, September 22, 2013
On American Soil
You know you’ve just gotten back from a mission in Brazil
when eating American food gives you diarrhea, and not ‘feijao e arroz’; when 50
degree weather makes your teeth chatter; when you eat more than the guy who
took you out on a date; when you accidentally throw Portuguese words like ‘também’,
‘vixe’, and ‘acho’ into your normal conversations; when you wear high heels for
the first time after 18 months and just about break your foot; and when you
receive 2 hugs throughout the day and feel that you were hug deprived! It’s interesting how much a person can
change in such a short time. I
know I’ll adjust, but I can’t help but feel a bit like a stranger on these
Rexburg streets. As I walk around
campus, wheezing because of the high altitude and cold, I can’t help but think
to myself, “I’m not a Rexburgian, sou Paraibana!!” Yet, whether it be on the streets of Brazil or the sidewalks
of Rexburg, the adventures keep coming and the life lessons keep multiplying!
My first Sunday home was fantastic! Even though I had a short time before I headed back out to
school, I had time to visit my home ward.
After Sacrament meeting, my Mom asked me if I would like to join her
down in the primary. I happily
accepted, not only to spend more of my meager ration of time with her, but also
to enjoy the spontaneity of the primary children! At one point, the chorister asked the young children to
introduce themselves to her. One
girl raised her hand and said, “My name is Amanda, or Mandy, but I prefer to be
called Amanda.” At this point,
another girl sitting two chairs over, looked at ‘Amanda’ with horror in her
eyes and exclaimed, “What?! You mean you don’t want me to call you
‘Mandy’?!” hahaha It’s always rough when the ‘best
friend’ doesn’t get the memo on the latest name change.
Monday I flew out to school, and by Tuesday what had been my ‘life’
and ‘soul’ only a week ago (a missionary in Brazil), suddenly seemed to be but
a dream. The life of a college
student; classes, homework, studying, reading, work, and social life, gave me
no mercy and jumped right into ‘advanced mode!’ The already hectic schedule is great for me; I have no time
to think, I just kind of walk around in a daze from class to homework to work
to apt, and repeat! It’s pretty
much the best! My first day of
work, I happened to be wearing a skirt because later that afternoon there was a
campus Devotional and I wanted to be dressed up. While my new boss was training me, he stopped for a second,
looked down at my skirt and said, “and just for the future, you should know
that this job requires you to NOT wear a skirt!” My whole soul screamed, “wooohoooo”, and I smiled and said;
“now that’s my kind of job!”
Blessings from a mission, right!
Not only do I have an awesome job, but it also doesn’t require a
skirt!!
As I was studying my scriptures this week, I came across the story of
the Anti-Nephi-Lehi’s and their resolve to bury their weapons of war to keep
themselves unspotted from sin and firm in their resolve to follow Christ. Alma 24:18-19 states, “And this they did, it being in their
view a testimony to God, and also to men, that they never would use weapons
again for the shedding of man’s blood; and this they did, vouching and
covenanting with God, that rather than shed the blood of their brethren they
give up their own lives…and thus we see that, when these Lamanites were brought
to believe and to know the truth, they were firm…” These Lamanites experienced
a ‘change of heart’. They were
truly converted, and resolved to remain so, come what may. They also understood, that this change
that they had experienced would require sacrifices, courage, and diligence to
maintain. Each of us has
experienced a change within us. We
too have also had experiences when we have become truly converted in some aspect
of the Gospel. What have we
resolved to do about our personal conversion? Can it be said about us, “When (insert name) was
brought to believe and to know the truth, they were firm?” Maintaining our personal conversion
will never be easy. It will require
sacrifices, courage, and diligence, but if we resolve to be true to our
personal conversion, like these faithful Lamanites, our posterity and we will
be greatly blessed.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Whatever It Takes
As I enter the week of
'lasts', I savor each tiny moment, smell, sound, feeling, and view; placing
them securly in my memory to last for a life time. The small girls
playing in front of their home, but randomly running out to hug my companion
and I as we pass by. The smell of fresh fruit and vegetables as we walk
pass an open market while picking up investigators on a Sunday morning. The lively
forró playing loudly from the back of a car parked in the street. The
love that sweeps over me as I stare out at all the members of the Bessa ward as
I direct the music on
Sunday. And, the sun setting behind a scene of magestic
palm trees and a row of red tiled homes, lining a cobble stone street where a
man returning home from work passes by on his bicycle. All these
memories, and many many more, have been engraved upon my heart and will stay
with me for eternity.
Monday, August 26, 2013
No Age Limits!
It was a raining, somewhat
dreary day, when Sister Johnson and I were on splits. We were meandering
down the cobblestone streets, catching up on the happenings of the last few
months apart, and at the same time keeping an eye out for people to contact on
the street. Because of the rain, there was no one on the street to
contact. Naturally, the ruckus in a nearby home drew our attention.
We looked at one another and instinctively headed to the front door to
clap. After a few awkward moments, a young girl came to the door, took
one look at us, and yelled back into the house, "As mulheres da igreja dos
Mórmons estão aqui" Sister Johnson and I looked at one another a
bit surprised becuase I had never knocked on this door before, much less,
walked on that street. We entered the home and began to talk to the
family. Come to find out, we had 'accidentally' knocked on the door of
the mother-in-law and sister-in-law of a member in our ward! The Elders
had taught them in the past, but the timing hadn't been right, and the family
wasn't baptized. We invited them to come to church with us, and they all
accepted! These past few weeks, Sister Meireles and I have been teaching
this family. The mother-in-law is a woman in about her 60´s, but with
more spunk and fire than most woman in their 20's! First Sunday she came
to church, it was raining, but she came! She was also the first one to
accept a specific date to be baptized. We tried for a week to mark a
specific date for her daughter, but she was a bit more stubborn. Finally,
yesterday, we stopped by to give it another shot. At one point in the
lesson we were talking about how the Lord blesses us in things both temporally
and spiritually. I asked a question, "what do we need to do in order
to receive these blessings?" I was expecting someone to say,
"keep the commandmandments", which would then lead us into talking
about baptism, but our awesome investigator surprised us all with her ready
response, "we need to be baptized!" I loved it!!! We
didn't even have to practice ahead of time to have her say exactly what her
daughter needed to her, she was perfect!! To sum it all up, we were able
to mark a specific baptism date for her daughter! wooohoooo!!
I love the Gospel! I
love serving a mission! I know that we are blessed as we strive to keep
the commandments and remain true to the faith!
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Dogs, chickens, and run away investigators
Sometimes you
have normal weeks, and sometimes you have weeks when you end up standing in the
middle of a dirt road wondering what in the world just happened.
Yesterday, my companion and I left early to stop by the house of one of
our investigators to take him to church. When we got to his home, he told
us that he had invited one of his friends. We of course were super
excited - the more the merrier!! After about 40 minutes of walking, we
arrived in the road of the Church. All of a sudden, I looked back and saw
our investigator walking the other direction. I shouted back at him to
see what he was doing. He replied that he needed to relieve himself, and
disappeared in the brush behind a building. The rest of us stopped in the
street and waited for him. As the time continued to pass with no sign of
our investigator, we all began to wonder if our fellow church-goer was having
some kind of difficulty. So, his friend whom he had invited, said that he
would go check on our investigator. When he arrived at the point where
our investigator had disappeared into the brush behind the building, he looked
back at us and made a gesture that clearly dictated that our investigator had
literally disappeared! The friend returned to us and said, "He is
gone, let's go on." We continued to the church, but when we were
about to walk in the door, the friend stopped me and said, "What exactly
is going on." I looked at him a bit confused and began to explain
about the different classes that he would assist in the Church. He became
somewhat frustrated and then said, "no, my friend told me that I was
coming with him today to take some measurements in the church from some kind of
work you guys are needing." My companion and I looked at each other,
smiled awkwardly, and replied, "well, it appears as if your friend
missinformed you, but why don't you stay to assist the meetings anyway!"
He replied that he had a lot of work to do, and headed off down the
street. This was the point where my companion and I found ourselves
staring down the dirt road, wondering what in the world had just happened.
What a bunch of crazy men!
On Wednesday, we had our Sister Leaders come to do splits with us. Sister
Johnson and Sister Britez are our Sister Leaders, so naturally, Sister Johnson
did splits with me. Since we are both down for a good adventure, we
headed off down a random dirt road that I had never walked on before. As
we made contacts, we ended up meeting a woman who told us that she knew of a
family that had been baptized in our church. She gave us the usual
Brazilian directions - walk of this hill, take a left, pass a bunch of
storehouses, and they live in the first, white villa on your left! As
much as the directions don't seem to make sense when you are listening to them,
they always get you to the right place! We found this less active family,
and began to talk to them. They still have strong testimonies of the
Church, but the husband became super sick awhile back, and couldn't walk to
church. However, their daughter who is 9 years old now, wasn't baptized
when the parents were baptized. We asked them if they would like their
daughter to be baptized, and they replied that they would! Amazing how
the Lord can direct us to a family hidden out in the middle of no where!
Another
exciting adventure that happened this week was during a normal 1st lesson.
Around the corner of the house, there was a dog that was barking like
crazy. All of a sudden, a chicken came flying in between us squaking and
making all kinds of ruckus. Not 1 second afterwards, here comes the dog,
barking and chasing after the chicken!!! hahaha Good times in Brazil!!
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Faith to Find
This week has been an incredible week of finding people that
the Lord has prepared to receive our message. Our finding experiences
weren't anything out of the ordinary; a man sitting outside of his home on a
street that I had passed by almost everyday for a month and felt like I had
already talked to everyone on that street, but felt the prompting to stop and
talk to him - now he and his wife are seriously investigating the church; a
woman passing by on the street that appeared to be someone that would just
argue with us or be rude, but I felt the need to stop her and invite her to our
English class -- now she is attending our English class and shared with us that
she doesn't have a religion; another woman on a bicycle waiting for her son to
come out of the school, and the prompting to stop and talk to her even though
we were on our way to an appointment -- later we found out that she had
received a Book of Mormon many years ago (7-8) and occasionally reads it; a man
with a tatoo and earring sitting on the curb -- told us that he had
participated a lot in the Church (and had two Books of Mormon in his home), but
was never baptized; these simple experiences, and many others are a testimony
to me that Heavenly Father knows His children, and He knows when they are ready
to receive the Gospel. We just need to have the faith that we will be led
to these people and be given what we need to say.
Another thought that I had this week was about the power of
prayer. In 2 Nephi 32, there is a verse that says that the Devil teaches
a man that he must not pray. As I have talked with various people on the
streets, I am amazed at some of their responses. When we tell them that
they need to pray and ask God if our message is true, they tell us that it is
more important to read the Bible and trust in 'the word' and that prayer is not
important. Truly, the Devil teaches a man that he must not pray, and I
can see it happening first hand! We are children of an all-knowing and
all-powerful God, and He wants to hear from us!
Monday, August 5, 2013
As Águas do Batismo!
This week was crazy.
Since Sister Meireles and I switched areas with Sister Wofley and Sister
Villena, I took one day showing Sister Wofley around her new area. I already knew the streets in my new area
from the time that I spent with Sister De Paula working in both areas. Sister Meireles and I also did a lot still to
help with the 3 baptisms in our old area and to keep the one baptism in our new
area firm for Sunday as well. Thursday
and Friday we checked up on everyone and all was good for the interviews on
Saturday. Of course, it is a rare
baptism that everything goes smoothly. Yet,
the four of us Sisters did a group fast to be more in tune with the spirit to
know how to help our investigators, and to bless our investigators to have the
courage and strength to follow through with their baptisms. Saturday, the four of us showed up at the
church for the first interview, but our first investigator wasn't there. I called her and she said that she was buying
groceries in the Center. Five minutes
later she called back and said that she was sick and going to the
hospital. I looked at Sister Meireles
and said, "Let's go get her!" (I can't tell you how many times I have
heard the excuse that a person is sick just because they want to get out of
doing something. Sunday morning is
incredible how many people have dor da barriga, dor da dente, dor da cabeça,
dor no pé, etc. Em fim, I didn't believe
that our investigator was truly sick, so we headed off, speed walking the 40
minutes to her home) When we got to her
house, she truly wasn't home. At this
point, I knew that there was nothing that we could do except for rely on the
Lord. We said a quick pray asking that
our investigator would show up to the church on her own, and that she would
show up before the Elders had to return to their area. After the pray, we took off again to get another
investigator. This time, we didn't have
any trouble finding our investigator at home, but on the way to the church she
shared with us some doubts that she had about being baptized so soon after
starting to get to know the church.
(This was the young woman that we had gotten the mom's signature on
Tuesday night) Once more, the Lord
helped Sister Meireles and I say what this young woman needed to feel more at
peace with her baptism. The coolest
part, was when the young woman said, "All that really matters is my faith,
right? If I have enough faith, then it doesn't matter if I don't know
everything right now. I remember reading
something about that in the Book of Mormon!" YES!!!
The Book of Mormon is true!!!
While this young woman was in her interview, who showed up but our
investigator who had called and said that she was sick. She walked in the door of the church, and I
immediately started playing some sweet 'entrance' music for her because we were
all super excited that she had actually made it! Sunday, all four were baptized!!!!
This week, in our District meeting, our District leader
shared the story of when Jesus Christ called Peter, James, and John (fishermen)
to follow him. As the verses say, these
men left their work, left their father, and immediately followed Christ. Jesus Christ didn't spend 30 minutes teaching
them who He was or why they should follow Him, He simply called, and they
recognized His voice and had the courage to leave all that they had to
follow. The Lord is preparing His
children to receive His Gospel so that when He calls (through His servants -
missionaries and others), they will recognize His voice and be willing and
ready to follow. I also thought of how
this story can apply in our own lives.
How long do we wait to follow a prompting from the Spirit, or to obey a
commandment from the Lord? Are we
willing to immediately leave behind the things of the world to follow our
Savior? I know that as we do all in our
power to follow our Savior we will be blessed to learn and grow beyond our
limited expectations.
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