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On Sunday we had Chad Lewis come and speak to us! For those of you who
don't know who Chad Lewis is he played football for BYU and then played
in the NFL for the Philadelphia Eagles. He also served a mission in
Taiwan. Also sitting on the front row in the MTC was Tayson Hill who is
the quarter back for BYU and is out for the season for breaking his
foot. Well he actually tore his lisfranc ligament and as it turns out so
did Chad Lewis.So we got to hear from both of them. Chad lewis talked
to us about a little about his mission but the funniest thing was he had
Elder Oaks come speak to them in their mission and he said, "I know the
Lord loves the Chinese because he made a lot of them". He also said
that when he had torn his lisfrac ligament he couldn't play in the
Superbowl but he said that his family was his Superbowl! Then Tayson
Hill bore his testimony and said, "Not one experience playing on the
field in front of thousands compares to serving a mission" This huge
football player was in tears saying this and it was probably one of the
most heart felt thing I have heard come from that pulpit!
were teaching our teacher and he was complaining how he's trying to
find a girl to take out on a date that wants to talk about the
gospel(because apparently there are no girls like that here at BYU)
weird) anyway I was going to ask him, "Have you taken any girls out on
dates?" Instead I used Tocar instead of Tomar and said, "Have you
touched any girls on dates?".....the elders erupted into laughter and I
felt so bad and my teacher just laughed it off
but..it...was...horrible....ugh LANGUAGE BARRIER!!! Well at least it
wasn't as bad as the Elders in the other district that told their
investigator to read 3 Nephi3:7 but they meant 1 Nephi 3:7, so their
investigator read , "Or in other words, yield yourselves up unto us, and
unite with us and become acquainted with out secret works, and become
out brethren that ye may be like unto us-not out slaves, but our
brethren and partners of all our substance" I'm just glad they didn't
read verse 8 as well.
really happened that was out of the ordinary this week. I leave for
Nicaragua Monday morning at 3:35 a.m. I'm so pumped! I'm going to miss
playing sand volleyball everyday though. Try not to do anything crazy
while I'm gone people! I love you all!
Words of Wisdom for the day
few months after moving to a small town, a woman complained to a
neighbor about the poor service at the local drug store. She hoped the
neighbor would repeat her complaint to the store's owner. The next time
she went to the drugstore the druggist greeted her with a big smile and
told her how happy he was to see her again. He said he hoped she liked
their town and to please let him know if there was anything he could do
to help her get settled. He then filled her order promptly and
courteously. Later the woman reported the miraculous change to her
friend. "I suppose you told the druggist how poor I thought the service
was?" she asked. "Actually", the woman said. "I told him you were amazed
at the way he had built up his drugstore and you thought it was one of
the best you'd ever seen."
This is a little long so if you cant read all of it right now just read the Word of Wisdom of the Day at the bottom.
of all, I have learned a wonderful lesson that I will probably continue
to learn the rest of my life. So there's this Elder in my District that
from the beginning bugged me to much! He just always had to voice his
opinion and be right. I have had many choice words with him several
times. Well, the other day I was rather rude to him because of something
he was doing....no I was rude, I had a spirit of contention in me and I
didn't like it. After what I had said to him I looked at my companion
and said, "I need to apologize don't I". She had enough courage and love
for me to say, "Yeah you do". She later told me that I wasn't myself
when I said that. She said she had never seen me like that before. In
that moment I didn't want to be that person, I wanted to change. I had
also realized that my Spanish was not good at all, especially on the
days where I had hard feelings toward this Elder. After dinner I told
him how sorry I was for being rude and asked for his forgiveness. He
said, "Of course I'll forgive you....I've been a little rude too as
well, will you forgive me"? and my response was yes I would. That night
while we were teaching an investigator my Spanish was amazing!! AND!!
There was peace in my heart. The peace that I had been praying for but
was too proud to do anything about it finally filled my heart!
Tuesdays is our service day where we clean a part of our building and 2
out of the 3 weeks we've cleaned toilets because I've said, "YEAH! we
can do toilets!" So a few minutes before service we're in our room
getting ready and Hermana Bushman says,"I love you Hermana Partridge but
if I hear you say the word toilet...I will cut you" It was one of the
funnest things I had ever heard BUT! My companion and I were 30 seconds
behind Hermana Bushman and Hermana Browning in getting to the service
station and I walk around the corner and I hear Hermana Bushman say, "We
can do toilets" I seriously lost it and I think broke a rib because of
how hard I was laughing!
So the back of my
head has been itching like crazy and my companion could hear my itching
from the other side of the room so we finally went to the doctor and I
tell him what's wrong and he takes a look at the back of my head, then
at my elbows, then of my knees. He then looks at me very seriously and
says, "I'm afraid you don't have a fungus like you think you do, you
actually have an auto immune disease.....................called
psoriasis" I said, "oh okay that's not that bad, it's just really bad
dry skin". He then went onto to tell me that there is no cure for it and
the doctor was freaking out more than I was at this point. I just
shrugged my shoulder said ok and he prescribed ointment to help. So now I
guess I have an auto immune disease, go figure!
night we taught our last lesson with Marco, he cried, I cried, my
companion balled her eye's out. He is seriously one of the sweetest
souls I have ever met!
Our first devotional
here we had Lloyd Newell from Music and The Spoken Word come talk to us
and he even said the phrases that he says for general conference!
There's also this video they have here called, "Characters of Christ" by
Elder Bednar and in it he says that people (missionaries) say stuff
like, "I'm not having success and I'm not having baptism and....." He
then asked How many I's are in that? A lot! And he then continues to say,
GET OVER YOURSELF! I loved that part! Seriously it's not about us it's
about our investigators.
One of the best
Devotionals that I loved here was by Stephen B Allen the Managing
Director of the MTC. He showed all the Homefront commercials from the
old days and talked about each one. For family home evening or just for
fun look these up on Youtube.
-Braces and Glasses
-Isn't it about time
and listen to the tag lines!
Words of Wisdom for the day:
Frodo: I cant do this, Sam.
I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we
are. It's like in the great stories, Mr.Frodo. The ones that really
mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And somethings you
didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How
could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness
must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine
out the clearer. those were the stories that stayed with you. that meant
something, even if you were too small to know why. but I think,
Mr.Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of
chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going, because
they were holding onto something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's good in this world, Mr.Frodo, and it's worth fighting for.
love this quote from Lord of the Rings because that's what we're doing
here. We're fighting for the good that's in the world, we're fighting
for the gospel, we're fighting for what we believe in, we're fighting
for our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who fought for us all and now we
can all fight for him and what he did for us!
The First Epistle of the Elders to the Dead Letter Writers
In the beginning was the
mailbox and the mailbox was
void of letters.
2 And the missionaries said,
"Let the box be filled," and the
box was not filled.
3 And the missionaries beheld
the continuing void and were
4 And lo, it was the first day
of the week and there was no
mail delivered, but this was
5 But on the second day was
the mail delivered; yet the box
6 Yea, even from the second
day unto the seventh was the
7 Even so, the box retained it's
8 And yea, great mists of dark-
ness spread forth from the void
and enshrouded the missionaries.
Yea, and did bring much sadness
to their otherwise cheery days.
9 Even the long hours of fruitless
tracting, being attacked by
the fowls of the air, and being
pursed by the beasts of the
field were not as disheartening
as the lack of blessed objects
known as letters.
10 Yet they persisted.
And, Lo, on the second day of
the second week the mists still
encircled the mailbox.
2 And on the third day, from
within the depths of the void
was a single postcard.
3 And this postcard put forth a
ray of light that pierced the darkness
and overcame the mists.
4 And the missionaries were
well pleased, and there was
5 But, alas, their exclamations
of joy were in vain. For the
postcard was for someone else.
6 But if their joy was so
exceedingly great over someone
else's mail, how great would be
their joy at partaking of their
But some will say, A letter.
A Letter. We have already
written a letter. We have no
need to write any more letters.
2 Know ye not that there are
more days than one, and more
events than one in a day? Why
think ye that these events need
not be reported?
3 Yea, and ye need not worry
that your letters will go unanswered.
4 But you should say, I will go
and write the letter that a
missionary requests. For I know
that he giveth no requests
except he be prepared to
5 And we give unto you the
parable of the self-addressed
6 When the missionary
departed into the far off land he
gave a certain number of self-
addressed stamped envelopes to
7 Unto one he gave five, unto
another he gave two, and unto
the third he gave one.
8 And while he was gone, he
that was given the five envelopes
wrote five letters, then in his zeal
wrote five letters more.
9 The same with him that had
two envelopes; He wrote two
letters and then two letters
10 But he that was given the
one self-addressed envelope
became slothful and careless.
And he lost the envelope, even
that which he was given.
11 And when the missionary
came home he went unto his
friends. And he that had written
ten letters was warmly greeted.
12 The same with him that
had written four letters.
13 But he that had written
none at all was given nothing
more than a fishy, wimp-like
And the missionary said unto
his friend; lovest thou me?
2 And the friend said, of
course I love thee. then the
missionary said, fill my
3 He saith a second time,
friend, lovest thou me? And the
friend said, thou knowest that I
love thee. He then said, fill my
4 He then spake a third time
saying, lovest thou me? And the
friend said, thou knowest all
things, thou knowest that I love
5 Then the missionary said,
stuff my mailbox.
6 And the vision is become
unto all as the words of a letter
that is sealed in the envelope
that men deliver to one who is
not serving a mission saying,
Read this, I pray thee; and he
saith, I cannot, for it is not
7 And the letter is delivered to
him that is serving a mission
saying, read this I pray thee;
and he saith, why sure.
8 Therefore, you should
proceed to do a marvelous work
for a missionary, even a marvelous
work and a wonder by
writing a letter.
The days have kind of blurred together but everyday has been a blessing!
General conference was spectacular! I'm sure everyone was on the edge
of their seats when our beloved Prophet Thomas S. Monson talked. I'm
sure everyone in that building was praying for him and thousands around
the world! A few days after General Conference we had Linda K. Burton
come talk to us and she mentioned what happened at Conference and then
asked the question, "Do we really appreciate our Prophet and what he
does for us?" That was truly a wake up call for me! I always thought
,"If the prophet dies then another one will be called" but I have not
been grateful enough to Thomas S Monson and how much he sacrifices for
this church and I'm also grateful that the Lord would not keep us in the
dark but allow us to have a prophet. Also right after Elder Hollands
talk the entire MTC could be heard sniffling and coughing (trying to
cover up crying) and I'm pretty sure everyone there had their eyes
point came and sang and talked to us which was pretty cool. Probably
one of my favorite things here is volleyball. Everyday we go outside to
play sand volleyball! We also had another wonderful lesson with Marco
and it was just as heart felt as the other ones! I love teaching him!
I've had a goal to not eat sugar for 2 weeks and I made it a little
over a week and then.....they had pumpkin pie for lunch and it's October
and it's Fall and I'm not going to have thanksgiving for who knows how
many years and I wont be able to eat pumpkin pie in Nicaragua! Those
were almost all the excuses that I came up with to eat the pie...so I
took a bite....and it tasted like leaves changing colors, like hot
chocolate and sweaters, like cinnamon and pumpkins, like cool crisp air
and IT WAS AMAZING!!!! I think it was the best piece of pumpkin pie I've
Words of Wisdom for the day:
took Michelangelo twelve years - one brush stroke at a time - to paint
his biblical scenes in the Sistine Chapel. It took Brahms twenty years -
one note at a time - to compose his First Symphony. It took Edmund
Hillary and Tenzing Norgay eighty days - one step at a time - to climb
the 29,000 feet of Mount Everest.
Word by word, brush-stroke by brush-stroke, note by note,
step by step, problem by problem, prayer by prayer - this is the secret
of Achievement. -Author unknown
This week I was reminded how blessed I am. My companion and I started to
teach an investigator named Marco. He's an old man who has had polio
since he was 1 year old and we sing to him every time we meet with him
and he just closes his eyes and smiles. I really never thought that
songs could do much but I have come to gain a testimony of them! Anyway,
we were teaching Marco and explaining what happens after we die and he
said that he hopes that its real because he wants to be able to run up
in heaven and be with his wife forever and I seriously cried after this
meeting because this man has never ran in his life and I LOVE running! I
only then realized how blessed I am to have working legs. THEN we
taught him again only this time we taught about the Restoration and
Joseph Smith and then we shared the story of when Joseph Smith was a
little boy and he had to have his leg operated on and how he walked with
a limp the rest of his life. We told him that God doesn't care about
your body and what it looks like, God cares about your faith and your
actions and what's in your heart. We had started to tell him this and he
started crying and again I came to realize just how blessed I am. We
asked if he would pray and he offered one of the most beautiful prayers I
have ever heard. THEN we had the opportunity to talk with a member and
teach him but in the end he taught me more. It was an old man who had
joined the church and I asked him if he would share his favorite
scripture. He then shared scriptures in Enos and while reading he
started to cry and then bore his testimony of how thankful he was to
have found the gospel and how grateful he is for a loving savior. I was
seriously so touched by this man because I realized in that moment that I
had been born into the Gospel and that I had the opportunity to grow up
with it when this man could have gone his whole life without it. Day by
day I am starting to be thankful for things I never thought about. Like
spoons! I am thankful for spoons so that I can eat cereal and so I
don't have to use my hand!