tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130457515972918602024-03-13T11:03:46.785-07:00sister call's mission adventuresstories and photographs from sister call's mission in independence, missouriSister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-39667101707107534532014-02-03T13:32:00.000-08:002014-02-07T14:00:20.916-08:00my last p-day ever!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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This is how I feel about going home...<br />
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_588098024" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Saturday</span></span> we watched Legacy... which is a pioneer CHURCH movie... and (this isn't a joke) I was like, "Woah, there is a lot of kissing in this movie." BAH!!! I am fully aware of the fact that I will be SO weird when I get home. I guess we will have to start with the Disney new releases to ease me in to the entertainment world. </div>
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I'm trunky. Quite literally, but not because I wanted to be. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_588098025" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Saturday</span></span> and <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_588098026" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span> we got iced in and couldn't drive our car. So we had to cancel all of our solid appointments that I was really excited for. Instead, I had ample opportunity to pack and space bag my billions of clothes (I think I have a problem). So my bags are half way packed. It was really hard to stay focused on the work when there is only so much work that can be done in our tiny apartment. </div>
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Ok. Enough about that. This week has actually been full of miracles. </div>
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We stopped by the Schweitzer's this week. Brother Schweitzer had said that he wanted to be baptized a couple of weeks ago, but we hadn't been able to get back in touch with them. We went over and he is still planning on being baptized on the <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_588098027" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">14th of February</span></span>! What the miracle! We have taught him a few times this week and he is so solid. He seems so much more receptive to the Spirit and is really gaining a testimony of the Gospel. Sister Penman and I are merely there to go through the formalities of making sure he knows the doctrine, but he has been taught by missionaries in the past, so he understands a lot already. He is just gaining that testimony and conversion now. Holy end of mission miracle! I'm going to miss the baptism by one week, but that's okay. Maybe they can skype me in!</div>
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Yesterday we were able to have a sacrament and testimony meeting with the Bishop and his family, the Stocks. They are the best! I had taken them through the Liberty Jail before I even knew I was serving in Clinton. When I first got to Clinton and met Sister Stock she was like "It is our Sister Call here in Clinton!!!" I have loved this family from day one. I was grateful that I was able to have some semblance of a last Sunday, even though we didn't get to go to church. It's amazing that we are able to feel the same Spirit anywhere we are able to perform the sacrament ordinance. I had never had a home-made sacrament before because we don't really get snowed out of church in California. Then we were able to go with the Bishop when he brought the Schweitzer family the sacrament. I went from 0 sacrament meetings to 2 in one day! It was a great last Sunday on my mission.</div>
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I feel like everywhere we went this week we were guided by the Spirit. People were home, they were excited to see us. We went tracting for 20 minutes and found 2 new people to teach. We finally got back in touch with a less active girl in Windsor. She was so excited to see us and she said her fiance wanted to meet with us eventually too! The whole week was like that. </div>
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I've been rather contemplative this week about my entire mission experience. That tends to happen when chapters begin to close in my life. I was able to bear my testimony yesterday during the home-made sacrament meeting at the Stocks. I was overwhelmed with gratitude for the opportunity to serve a mission. It has changed me, through and through. I have gained experience and strengthened my testimony in ways I didn't even know were possible. </div>
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In my last letter home as a missionary I want to share my testimony of the things that I have come to know are true. </div>
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I know that God is our loving Heavenly Father. He knows us, he loves us, he wants to answer our prayers. We are literally his children. He has answered my prayers time and again and through prayer and revelation I have learned how to have my personal questions answered. </div>
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I know that Jesus is the Christ. I know he atoned for the sins of the world. He lived a perfect life and set the perfect example for us. I know that only through the Savior are we able to live with our Father in Heaven again. I know that all wrongs are made right through the Atonement of Jesus Christ. That atonement enables us to become more than we naturally are. It allows us to overcome weakness and reach our full potential. I have felt the power of the atonement in my life. It is real. </div>
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I know that God, the Father, and his son, Jesus Christ, appeared in a grove of trees to Joseph Smith in answer to his prayer in the spring of 1820. That event sparked the restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ. I know that the fullness of his gospel has been restored to the earth today. I know that Joseph Smith was called to be a prophet to restore the fullness of that gospel to the earth. I know this is true because I have prayed and asked and recieved an answer of this truth. I know it is true because each day that I served in the Liberty Jail I felt the spirit confirm to me that that was a place where a prophet of God received direct revelation from our Father in Heaven. </div>
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I know that the Book of Mormon is the word of God. I know that it is true. It leads me closer to Jesus Christ, and I have loved reading from it daily on my mission. I love sharing it with others. It has the power to change lives, and it is convincing evidence that Jesus is the Christ and that the gospel has been restored.</div>
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I know that God has a plan for our happiness. As part of that plan he has given us commandments. The commandments help us to be happy. In fact, I love the commandments... which is saying a lot coming from a girl that generally strongly dislikes being told what to do. I know that families are forever. We will see them after we pass on from this life, and we have the opportunity to be with family for eternity. I know that that is true. </div>
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I'm so grateful for this opportunity to serve my Father in Heaven for this short period of time. It feels like just yesterday that I was feeling overwhelmed and under qualified for the task ahead of me. I can't say I'm completely qualified now, but I have learned to follow the Spirit and trust in the Lord. He has molded me and shaped me into a missionary. It's going to be tough taking off that badge <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_588098028" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Friday</span></span>! </div>
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Love, <br />
Sister Call</div>
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Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-79977520628175974022014-01-27T21:16:00.000-08:002014-02-07T14:03:01.463-08:00it's the final countdown.<div>
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Ok. I'm not in denial anymore about it... and I've
never been one of those people to just pretend that future events aren't
actually happening. I'm going home. Also all the "hey see you soon"
emails this week set in stone that nobody else is in denial about it
either. I'm glad we are all on the same page about that. <br />
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Since most people are asking, I will tell you that I feel a strange mixture of
terror/excitement/awkwardness about the whole going home thing. I'm
excited to see friends and family.... and buy some pants. Not so excited
about everything else, including making real decisions.
I've been pretty good at off setting the "trunkiness" that could be
creeping in. I hate that phrase by the way... but it's a missionary
classic for a reason. We've worked really hard this week and had some
wonderful unexpected miracles.</div>
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Special shout out to my little sis, Maryn, who got her MISSION CALL THIS
WEEK!!!! She is going to Guatemala Guatemala City East Mission. Can you tell I'm
excited? I've already told almost everyone in Clinton. I'm so excited
for her! Those Guatemalans are the luckiest people in the world. It will
be fun to see how different/similar our missions will be. </div>
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Sister Penman and I sang in Sacrament meeting. We were planning on
singing the week I left...you know, so I could make a big exit. But,
Kathy and Paul some of our great friends/semi-investigators were coming
to church before moving this week to Texas. SO we pushed it up to this
week and surprised Kathy. It was great. She was a little mad because
she didn't have any tissues with her. We made at least 5 ladies cry... one man...
and one of the young women who said we sounded like the Barbie Princess
movies. haha. Success. In all seriousness though it has been amazing to be
able to develop and share that talent throughout my mission. 1.5 years
ago I wouldn't have been caught dead singing in a sacrament meeting. So
there is the real success.<br />
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This week was just a fun week of missionary work. I really
don't know what I'll do without Sister Penman. We laugh so much, and I
know I'm not going to be making myself laugh all the time, when I am
ALONE, without a companion. WHAT?! That will be crazy. We did a lot of
service, helped Kathy and Paul move, sanitized a house. We had some
great appointments too. And Kathy and Paul took us to the VC and HLJ <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_2124452776" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">yesterday</span></span>. It was the best. We had a "sabbath day holy approved" picnic in front of the temple. They brought fried chicken and we brought snacks. We watched the sunset and it was the perfect spiritual send off for our good friends.<br />
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One of my favorite miracles this week was with a lady named Jean, who is a member of the church, but hasn't been attending. We went to her house with her visiting teacher who wasn't even sure that Jean had a testimony. Jean is awesome. She
lived in Newport and Laguna. NO ONE in Clinton even knows where Newport
or Laguna are. She's an artist, and loves Mitt Romney. So I share with
her some verses from 3 Nephi... the ones I had read in my studies this
morning and she is like "I love the Book of Mormon. It answered so many
of the questions I had about religion that weren't answered by
Catholicism. I know that this is the true church." The Book of Mormon
wins again. It is SO true and brings the Spirit like nothing else can.
The sister we brought with us was beyond floored. I am so grateful for
the Spirit to help us to know what to share and to soften and open hearts. Hopefully Sister Penman and her companion can "practice" teaching
her the lessons when I leave.<br />
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Our investigator Megan M came to church this week! It was
a total miracle. We found her the first week I arrived in Clinton and
have been inviting her to church ever since. She hadn't come until yesterday. We did a
church tour with her this week and she felt the Spirit and said she
would come to church. Before my mission I really took church for granted. I would
go and learn, but certainly didn't understand the full importance. There
is such a good feeling in the church building. During church we can receive a break from the world, we can refresh and begin the week anew.
It is amazing to get to share that with people and to help them realize the blessings of the Sunday meetings.<br />
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So that's it for this week. I'm excited for the LAST
full week of my mission. We are ready to hit the pavement. Sister Penman
is a little scared that I'll turn into a missionary nazi in an attempt
to work our guts out... but I don't want her to be glad I'm leaving so
that won't happen. Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-84222640767777778702014-01-20T14:38:00.001-08:002014-01-20T14:38:51.093-08:00here's the week:Over a year ago, in Independence, I bought the coolest journal. You write a line a day
everyday for 5 years. On each day you can look back and see exactly what
you were doing a year ago. So a year ago Joyce quit smoking
and committed to be baptized-- It's been great to look back on all the
DAILY miracles that I have witnessed in the past year of my life as a
missionary. This week was no exception. No one exceptional thing really happened, but lots of little things. So I'll write about it-- a week in
the life of Sister Call.<br />
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1154894997" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Monday</span></span>:
Maryn put in her mission papers! Whoohoo!!! I don't want to wait
another week to find out, but hey, that's life as a missionary. When I
left on my mission I never would have thought that my sister would get a
mission call while I was on a mission. I'll get to live
vicariously through her. </div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1154894998" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span>:
We did lots of service-- packed a kitchen for a family that was moving,
painted a kitchen for one of our investigators... all the while I got
to wear my sweats! Yes! We went out with Sister Quinnelly, one of my
favorite members in the ward. Do you know what a difference members
make? A lot. It is so powerful. I can't wait to go on team ups with the
missionaries as a member. </div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1154894999" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Wednesday</span></span>:
We had an awesome district meeting. I love meetings. There is so much
power in gathering together and learning from one another, as
missionaries, or anyone else for that matter. I love feeling the spirit
and knowing that I need to change and be better. Good meetings really
foster a desire for growth and change. Then, we had the Barnums come to
mutual! We took Sister Barnum to institute while her boys were at the
activity. We read Mosiah 27 and both learned a lot as we studied it. I
love receiving revelation from the Book of Mormon.</div>
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We had a breakthrough with some of our favorite people in Clinton,
Kathy and Paul. They are best friends with two families in the ward and
they have taken us in. Kathy really opened up and I was like, "Kathy,
I'm going home in a few weeks, and you are moving. I want to teach you
the first lesson before I go."-- she agreed and we set up dinner and
an appointment. Boom. I'm so excited. I love them and I can't wait to
share my testimony of the restored gospel with them.</div>
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We went to the Independence VC with the Scott family! They have all
these girls-- ages 15 to 1. It was so fun. It made me a little homesick
for that chapter of my mission. I loved serving at the VC and having
all those wonderful resources and a dedicated building to teach people
in. It was an awesome trip. It's the closest thing we can have to a
missionary sanctioned vacation-- spirit filled and super fun. You better
bet I'll be going to the LA Visitors' Center when I get home. </div>
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We went out to Blairstown to contact a less active family. It is the
teeniest, tiniest little town I have ever seen. Less than 5 streets,
half the houses were boarded up or falling apart. I didn't even feel
like we should tract there-- super sketch. The one door we knock on we
meet this girl whose mom is a member of the church. Not a coincidence.
Although, that little town is probably the reason why I had a dream
about a zombie apocalypse that night. Not fun. But the rest of the day
was filled with the beautiful Missouri country skyline, puppies, and a
visit with another one of our favorite people, Brenda. She just needs to
have us come teach her!</div>
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No one came to church. That is the most disappointing thing as a
missionary. We send wake up texts, reminders, save them seats... and
they don't come, even when they say they will. I got a little bummed,
but during our studies that evening I found a scripture that said just
what I needed to hear and it gave me a pump up. I'm so grateful for the
scriptures and personal revelation. I'm so grateful for a Heavenly
Father that answers my prayers the minute that I get discouraged. How
does he do that?! </div>
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<a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="10"></a><span style="color: blue;"><span class="verse">Alma 17: 10 </span>And it came to pass that the Lord did <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote19" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=17&noteID=10a">visit</a> them with his <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote20" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=17&noteID=10b">Spirit</a>, and said unto them: Be <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote21" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=17&noteID=10c">comforted</a>. And they were comforted. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="11"> </a><span class="verse">11 </span>And the Lord said unto them also: Go forth among the Lamanites, thy brethren, and establish my word; yet ye shall be <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote22" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=17&noteID=11a">patient</a> in long-suffering and afflictions, that ye may show forth good <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/17?lang=eng#" id="footnote23" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=alma&chapterUri=17&noteID=11b">examples</a> unto them in me, and I will make an instrument of thee in my hands unto the salvation of many souls.</span></div>
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I'm so grateful for all the mini miracles this week.
It is amazing to see the hand of the Lord, the small bursts of
revelation. Day after day we are led to where we need to go. I receive
revelation and inspiration for the people we are teaching, and for who I
personally need to become. I am so grateful for that. I am so grateful
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I have just over 3 weeks left to serve and I fly home February 7th. I can't believe it.</div>
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We made orange rolls with a member's neighbor, Brenda... and taught about Joseph Smith as well. She has this awesome bird and some really great cooking skills. It was a great <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731106" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>!</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Whew. What a week. It's always a great week in Missouri.
Seriously though. I feel like I am going to look back on these emails
and every one of them is going to start with "another great week in
Missouri", or "we had so many miracles this week", or "this week was the
best!" I'm not complaining. It's just amazing to me how much the Lord
has blessed me on my mission. Every week we see miracles.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This week I was
exhausted on multiple occasions. I don't know why. Probably because the
Missouri weather messes with my blood pressure and this week we went
from it being 3 degrees <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731101" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Monday</span></span> to 65 degrees <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731102" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Sunday</span></span>. We got a bunch of snow this week and then it rained all day <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731103" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>
and all of it melted. So basically for whatever reason I was pretty
tired, but I kept pushing through it and prayed my guts out that I would
be able to just get to work and not complain, and guess what? Every
time we went out to work, no matter how miserable I felt, I ended up
feeling great. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731104" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>
we had planned to go tracting and I was SO tired and didn't want to do
it, but I knew we needed to. So we go and I get to the first door, give
out a Book of Mormon, and all of a sudden I feel like a million bucks.
Who even needs doctors when I can just do missionary work? That street
was a goldmine though. We taught 7 lessons in an hour and found 2 new
investigators. I am just so grateful that I sucked it up and got to
work. That is probably one of the greatest lessons that I have learned
on my mission, when we are not enough, the Lord will make up the rest. He
always does. He helps us fulfill his purposes and be more than what we
could be on our own. I'm so grateful for some of the health challenges
I've had over the past couple years... they have helped me to dig deeper and realize the power of the Atonement. It is so real! </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I've been
thinking about trials recently in terms of a well. Our faith is that
well and those trials make us dig, and dig, and dig... and sometimes we
feel like we are in too deep, like we can't get out of this hole that we
are in. If we rely on the Lord and trust in him, that well is filled
with faith, and we have an even greater reservoir than we had before,
because we have been forced beyond our comfort zone. I have truly
learned that trials help us to know that depth of the Atonement, and
they help us push our faith to greater levels. I'm so grateful for
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going great here in Clinton. It has been a busy, wonderful week. Here's a
miracle! We finally met with our investigator Eric again. He has cancer
and has been out of town and it has been hard to reach him. His wife is
a very active member of the church and he has taken a lot of the lessons before. We
were teaching the Plan of Salvation and really felt like we needed to
teach out of the Book of Mormon, so we did. He was eating it up. Half
the time he wasn't even listening to us, but was reading ahead of what
we had read in the Book of Mormon... not a bad thing right? We had a
great discussion and read some more and by the end of the conversation
he was like "I really need to find out of this is true and I need to do
it soon." He realized that he needed to act! And be baptized! So we set a
date for him to work towards for <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1942731105" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">February 14th</span></span>,
which is their wedding anniversary. Hopefully he feels well enough! It
is hard to keep appointments because he ends up feeling sick a lot of
the time. I am super excited for him to progress! So there is a huge
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Oh, our car was rear-ended this week. It wasn't a big deal at all. We were stopped and the
other guy had slowed down quite a bit, but couldn't stop because the
roads were snowy. It was pretty funny because Sister Penman screamed and
I did nothing. It was like time stopped and I casually thought, oh we
just got hit by a car. The guy was really nice and we gave him a <a href="http://mormon.org/" target="_blank">mormon.org</a>
card. It was probably the most friendly/casual collision in Clinton
history. We had to fill out a ton of paperwork and things online. That
was annoying.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We also found a great new
investigator named Amanda. She had so many awesome questions, and I was
super grateful for ALL of the personal study time I've had on my mission
because I was able to answer them. It's amazing to look back and see
how much I have learned. I feel like I didn't know anything about the
gospel before my mission, which of course I did know quite a bit, but that is how much I have
learned. I still have so much to learn and principles to deepen my testimony of though. I have gained such a testimony
of scripture STUDY. It is so important to actually study and feast upon
the word of God. One of the greatest feelings is to be studying the
scriptures and to have the Holy Ghost come and teach you things that you
need to learn for yourself and others. Oftentimes these things aren't
even written on the page. It's the best.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This email is pretty random. Oh well. It was a great week. </span></span></span></div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-72036642846790169332014-01-06T11:21:00.000-08:002014-01-08T11:37:18.146-08:00Happy New Year 2014This week has been so full of miracles it is ridiculous. Seriously.
Everyday we would go out and do our thing and then realize that we saw
so many miracles. They just happened. Sister Penman and I look at each
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Christmas week we had a bit of a rough week in terms of
progressing investigators and finding people to teach-- super fun week
but not a lot of progress. We didn't find anyone, and neither did
anyone, in our ENTIRE zone. That never happens. So that's kind of a
bummer. We heard that and got to work this week. We were able to find
ten new people to teach. It was amazing! It was one of those weeks where
I know we were truly instruments in the Lord's hands. He just moved us
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Let's take <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1241988896" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>
for example. Bear with me. There is a point to this chain of events. We
wake up. Do our studies. End up running late because of phone calls and
chats with the members that we live with. Get out the door. Visit
Megan. No one home. So we both get the thought to go try to contact this
referral. We talk to this guy smoking outside the apartments and give
him a Book of Mormon. Half way through the conversation his friends come
out and just watch us talk to him. Kind of awkward. We tract a little.
Find some good potentials, and set a return appointment. Then we go to the apartment of a guy that recently cancelled an appointment. He's not
home, but there is this girl who is obviously upset. We talk to her and
she has had some CRAZY stuff happen that day. So we sat with her and
said a prayer and felt we were there to provide comfort. Then later that night
we get this text from an unknown number that says "So ya'll are
Mormons?" Those usually don't end well, but we text back and end up
having this really deep conversation with this mystery person who is
really searching. Turns out he was one of the friends that was standing
there while we taught the guy who was smoking. We have an appointment to
teach him <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1241988897" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Tuesday</span></span>
now. What miracles! Had the day not been perfectly aligned we
wouldn't have been there to talk to that smoking man, and meet his
friend, and comfort that girl. I just think it is the COOLEST thing to
know that we are led by a loving Heavenly Father to be there for those
that have been prepared or need comfort. I love knowing that am an
instrument in the hands of the Lord. Seriously it is the best. </div>
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We also met this family in Windsor. They were a
referral from a member in another ward. We show up and the woman is like
"Hello! I'm so glad you are here. I was raised Mormon, but drifted
away, but I have always relied on my Mormon roots. My son is going
through a hard time and we need help. I told my husband, who is
Catholic, the Mormons are going to come here and they are going to help
us and they are going to teach us and I don't care what you have to say
about it." So there you go. We have a new family to teach and I'm super excited to see how they
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In other news it is bone chilling cold here. I think
the high today is a solid 11 degrees. Whoohoo! We had another snow day
inside yesterday. Church was cancelled, which was always a huge bummer. I
am learning the art of layering and also learning what a huge blessing
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I feel like I don't have much to say, which is a first for me! This
week was wonderful, but seemed a little out of sync. It snowed last
weekend and we were stuck inside, and then we had preparation-day, and then
Christmas Eve, and then Christmas. It took a little bit to get back into
the regular groove. If you couldn't tell I've become a creature of
habit after one and a half years of doing very much the same thing
everyday. It was a good rejuvenator though and I am ready to take on
January 2014.</div>
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Christmas was great. Thank you to everyone for the
wonderful gifts and cards. I am slowly lowering my expectations when I
open the mail box now... we were always so excited because there was
something there everyday in December! It was great to hear from family and friends. I
had the best time talking to my family on Christmas Day via Skype-- complete with Kwazi and
Finley... they had to make a cameo appearance. We had some awesome meals
with members on Christmas. I love being full proselyting because we really get
to know the members here. Clinton is the best! Christmas is the best
too. The one downside is that Sister Penman and I were going to town on
the Christmas treats, naively thinking that we would stop after
Christmas. That would have happened except for the fact that I got an
inordinate amount of trader joes goodies-- not complaining... at all.
Hopefully I don't come home from my mission with type two diabetes. But
hey, at least all the treats I'm eating are organic!</div>
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This is my life: We went to Windsor on Friday. We
saw two amish horse and buggies. There's a big amish community out
there. We contacted an unknown lady on the roster. Her family is
awesome, super friendly, they invite us in. During our introductions the
kids realize that the beagle is acting very strange. We do emergency
stick removal from the beagles mouth. I feel like my life is super
random out here... kind of like this email. </div>
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We went to the temple on Saturday. That was
amazing. I love the temple and the spirit there. It is truly the house
of the Lord. </div>
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Jessica is one of the
investigators that we have been working with. She's the cutest and has
the cutest little girl that just looks like a fairy. I love them. She is
really progressing. We had a hard time getting ahold of her the week
before Christmas, but we just started stopping by. Yesterday she showed
us this book she is making as a motivation to help her progress in the
gospel. It has a picture of the temple on the front and goals and plans
inside it. She is a girl after my own heart... got to love vision,
planning, and goal setting. I'm obsessed.</div>
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Life is great. I am so grateful to be serving here and I'm really excited to see what January brings! </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-83075408629142180602013-12-23T07:50:00.000-08:002013-12-24T08:06:24.241-08:00Christmas in Clinton Miracles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This has been THE BEST week. We have had tons of appointments,
which makes me happy and most of the week it was in the 50s, which also
makes me happy. I just LOVE teaching the gospel. I love it. It's the
best. Which is why I'd love to work at the MTC when I come home.<br />
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This weekend was weird though and we had freezing rain. It was 20
degrees and raining. What? Is that even possible. Yes. Naturally,
everything the rain hit on the ground froze, because it's 20 degrees. So
that left our car and everything else with about a quarter of a inch
layer of ice. Don't freak out mom, I didn't drive in it. We spent our Christmas <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_634669570" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>
inside. I was so bummed church was cancelled. Sister Penman and I have
never had so much fun scraping off our car though. The ice would come
off in huge chunks. We were freaking out. It was the best. Not so much
the best now that the storm is over and it's 14 degrees out. Missouri is
the weirdest.</div>
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We have some really amazing people that are progressing in the gospel!</div>
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Megan
is married to a member of the church who hasn't been attending. They
randomly came to the ward Christmas party after getting an invite in the
mail. Miracle! Megan wanted to learn more. We went over for our first
lesson and she made us sandwiches complete with sliced pickles, potato
chips, and milano cookies. What? She's the best. I love Megan because
she is totally real, no pretenses. She hasn't really dealt much with
spiritual things before, but she loves what the church teaches and just
wants to learn. We had a second lesson this week and she had read the
Book of Mormon and prayed. We were talking about the Holy Ghost and she
was like, "You girls are going to think this is so weird, but whenever I
pray and I read this book I just
feel weird. I feel like strange inside, but not bad. It's like warm and
tingly." We were like "uhhhh... no that is not weird, that is the Holy
Ghost!" We got to teach her what the Holy Ghost was and help her
recognize those promptings. I am so
excited to see her progress. I know that she will gain answers to her
prayers because she is so sincere.<br />
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Our second Christmas miracle is Dan. He moved to Clinton <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_634669571" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on FRIDAY</span></span> and we knocked on his door <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_634669572" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on TUESDAY</span></span>.
Not a coincidence. He moved in where an unknown member lived and we were searching out the unknown member. He is
very spiritual and has a strong Christian background. We had a great
first lesson with him. I know he is going to love the gospel once it all
clicks in his mind and heart. Can't wait to see how he progresses.<br />
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I love Christmas time. It has been so wonderful to
celebrate the birth of our Savior. I have thought often this Christmas
season of what a miracle that day was. I love the humble circumstances
that the Savior of the world was born in-- the stable, with all those animals, and shepherds coming to celebrate his birth. He was born
and raised and learned line upon line, just like us.(albeit at a much faster pace!) I love what that day represents
in my life. Because of Christmas day we have Easter <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_634669573" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>,
and the Atonement. I am grateful for his Atonement, because of that I
can one day return to live with my Father in Heaven. I will be forever
grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ. I am grateful for his example and
sacrifice in my behalf. I am grateful to serve him for one more
Christmas. I love being his representative. <br />
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Merry Christmas everyone!</h3>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-17467368446178793072013-12-16T10:23:00.000-08:002013-12-20T10:37:56.328-08:00christmas conference<br />
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This week was AWESOME. I kind of felt like I went on a missionary
sanctioned vacation. We had an all mission conference on Wednesday, so <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_681274053" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span>
night we drove down to Independence and spent the night so that we
wouldn't have to drive at the crack of dawn from Clinton. It was THE
BEST. It was so wonderful to see so many of my missionary friends... not
so wonderful to realize that I could be seeing many of them for the
last time before I go home. I'm kind of in denial about that so that was
a tough realization to make on Wednesday.<br />
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Every zone conference the departing missionaries bear
their testimony. There were 17 of us leaving in the next two transfers--
so we had about 2-3 minutes to sum it all up. I thought a lot about
what my mission has meant to me and what I have learned and how I could
possible wrap that up in 2-3 minutes. One of the greatest things that I
have learned on my mission is that God keeps his promises. He does. He
is perfect and just and will never deviate from that which he has
promised us. I have seen the Lord's promises fulfilled again and again
as a missionary. I have seen the Lord put the words in my mouth that I
needed to say. I have seen him lead us to those that are prepared to
hear our message. I have seen him open the hearts of many people. All of the
promises of missionary work have been wonderful, but the most important
promise that the Lord has made to us is the promise of the Atonement of
Jesus Christ. Because of this promise we can repent, we can grow and
change. Because of the Atonement we can progress eternally and live with our
Father in Heaven one day. On a daily basis the promise of the Atonement
enables us to do more than we ever could on our own. I have seen that
promise in my life. I know that the Lord will fulfill his promise to us,
to make up for all that we lack. ...and that was that. My mission in
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We made mission history and
took the first All Mission picture. Pretty neat. We ate yummy food and
then had a Christmas concert. It was THE BEST!
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Then we headed back to real life in Clinton. What
was magical was that I wasn't even sad to be going back to Clinton. Even
after finding out all that I'd been missing out on at the Visitors Centers and seeing
all my VC friends... I was excited to get back here and get to work. I
love this place. I'm so grateful to be here for the next chapter of my
mission. We have lots of work to do! This week has been wonderful, full
of miracles. We have seen a lot of people progress! It is so rewarding
to come into an area with nothing and build it from the ground up. We
have 5 progressing investigators this week. <b>5!</b> I've never had that many
my whole mission. At the beginning of this transfer we had 0. So
amazing. The Lord has blessed us so much here! </div>
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I'll save my Christmas lessons and thoughts for next
week. Sorry this letter isn't very funny. You win some, you lose some.<br />
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love you all! Keep the Christmas cards coming :)</div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-56063953457497565342013-12-09T20:11:00.001-08:002013-12-09T20:12:46.367-08:00BEST DAY EVER!<br />
Nothing could put a damper on this week, not even the below freezing temperatures ALL WEEK LONG. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1171848399" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Yesterday</span></span>
it snowed a little, which was fun... for like 2 hours. Because then it
froze to the roads. Don't worry mom, we are safe, and we stay mostly
around Clinton so we haven't had to drive too much. They will clear and
salt the roads before we have to go out to any of the boonies. Sister
Penman think it's hilarious that we are both from these warm
temperatures. I am learning the art of layering.<br />
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was the BEST DAY EVER. I don't know if I can pick a favorite day of the
mission, because I have loved so many of them, but this is certainly at
the top. I can't even explain how wonderful it was. I had a permanent smile
the whole day. I feel like it is every missionaries dream to have a
wedding and a baptism on the same day. It was amazing. And what was the best was getting
to go back and celebrate this special day with Sherry and JR and Emily.
I felt like I had never left. Everything was the same and I didn't feel
out of the loop. It was awesome. Sister Harding and I got to be in a
lot of the pictures. We were kind of like "bridesmaids" and Sherry made
us bouquets. Ah! It was just the best. The wedding was so cute. Sherry
did a great job with the decorations and everything. I realized I had
never been to a wedding ceremony before. That is serious business. I
loved the promises they made to each other and to know that they were
taking this step out of love for each other and for our Heavenly Father.
In a year from now they will get to go to the temple to be sealed! I
can't even wait for that day. The promises they made to one another
won't be "til death do you part" but will be for all eternity. </div>
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After the ceremony they had a small reception after
the wedding and it was fun. They had a man playing music and a small
dance. I felt awkward. Kind of out of place as a missionary and then I
got really uncomfortable when they started playing "Hot in Here"...
#missionaryproblems. I almost had to leave haha. On a side note I think I
have legitimately arrived as a missionary. We were all eating lunch as a
district the other day and some of the other missionaries were singing
to the song at the restaurant and I realized that I don't get songs
stuck in my head anymore or even think about things like that. It was a
strange realization. Probably about as strange as I will be when I come
home. Whatever. Consecration brings miracles and we are looking for lots
of miracles out here in Clinton.</div>
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Ok. So back to the miracle day. The wedding was
awesome. It was so neat because they weren't even focused on that.
During the reception Sherry was like, "we need to make sure we get done
with all of this so that we can get baptized! That's the really
important thing today. That's what is for our salvation." Can you
believe that? Here is this wonderful woman on her WEDDING DAY and she is
more excited for her baptism. It was amazing. She gets it. The baptism
was amazing. So many members of the ward came to support. The spirit was
so strong, probably the strongest I have felt at a baptism. At the end
of the regular baptismal program the Bishop opened up time for
testimonies. That usually doesn't happen, but it was so amazing to hear
people's testimonies of the restored gospel and their love for Sherry
and JR. Sister Grange, Sister Harding, and I all were able to bear our
testimonies. I was really grateful for that because I missed out on all
the rest of their lessons. </div>
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I was am so grateful for this family. I am amazed by
their faith. In a month and a half they changed their lives, they
acted, and followed the commandments. They planned a wedding in less
than a month and quit all their old habits so that they could follow the
example of Jesus Christ and be baptized. It is such a testimony to me
that the Atonement in real. The gospel really can change people and
their lives. It was amazing to come back and to see the change that this
has made in their family. There is a greater love that they have for
one another and the Lord. It is amazing. Mostly I just feel an immense
amount of gratitude for the opportunity to be a part of their story and
their lives and to make these friends for forever. I can't wait to see
the rest of their progression. It was hard to say goodbye, knowing that I
wouldn't see them again for awhile, but hey February we can Skype! </div>
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Things are really picking up here in Clinton too. We
have built up a pretty good teaching pool and people are really
beginning to progress. I am so GRATEFUL that the Lord really does
prepare the hearts of people to receive us. It is real! I was reading
Jacob 5 today, which is usually a doosy, but I am loving it more and
more. I love these last few verses in the chapter. The Lord of the
vineyard calls in his servants, and he labors WITH them... </div>
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"And the Lord of the vineyard said unto them: Go to,
and labor in the vineyard, with your might. For behold, this is the
last time that I shall nourish my vineyard; for the end is nigh at hand,
and the season speedily cometh; and if ye labor with your might <b>with me</b>
ye shall have joy in the fruit which I shall lay up unto myself against
the time which will soon come. And it came to pass that the servants did
go and labor with their mights; <b>and the Lord of the vineyard labored also with them</b>; and they did obey the commandments of the Lord of the vineyard in all things." -- Jacob 5:71-72</div>
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I know that that is real and that that is
true. There is NO way little Sister Call could show up in Clinton with
TWO brand new missionaries and build a solid teaching pool in less than a
month, without the help of the Lord. I am so excited to see how these
people progress and the miracles that are going to happen here. I am so
grateful for this huge task to keep me busy these last couple transfers of
my mission. I know that this is the Lord's work. I feel so grateful to
be His servant right now, helping and serving His children. </div>
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In other news we have a big mission conference <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1171848401" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Wednesday</span></span> in Independence. The WHOLE mission will be there. ALL of my friends. I
am beyond excited about that. Isn't this just the best week ever? </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-52458782432421230892013-12-02T18:59:00.000-08:002013-12-05T19:10:14.493-08:00#christmasinclintonWhoohoo. It is Christmas time! We have been ushering in the holiday
season starting the day after Thanksgiving with Christmas music and,
well, that is mostly all we have access to. Sooo... if anyone wants to
send me a CD of Christmas music I wouldn't hate that. We can listen to
the classics and hymns. To quote President Keyes, "none of the dumb
Christmas music, like "Grandma Got Ran Over by a Reindeer"" The cute Clinton town square put
up some Christmas lights and there are snowflakes on the main street poles. It is very quaint. I love it here. This little town is
FULL of miracles.<br />
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I'm not going to lie, I suppose I had a pessimistic
attitude about full proselyting-- without even realizing it. I've always been a
"hope for the best but plan for the worst" kind of person. I figured I
would be out here virtually alone, with a companion that I got along
with just ok, but didn't have a ton of fun with, and that we would be
tracting in the freezing cold all day long. I just thought after having
such a perfect and blessed mission that I would need a lot of growing
and stretching and hard experiences. Funny, I know. I need more faith
apparently because that is NOT what I received. I have had two great
companions and this area is amazing. We do tract and street contact a
lot but we have been blessed with lots of opportunities to share the
gospel here. People in Clinton are kind and so diverse. We have been
blessed to find lots of people to share the gospel with and a few of
them have even begun to progress this week! Yay! I feel like everyday we
go out and Heavenly Father just leads us to people that are open. We have
found a new investigator almost everyday, most days we find more than
one. Conversations sometimes go like this:</div>
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"Oh have you ever heard of
the Book of Mormon?" </div>
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"Yeah. I read it with my Bible." </div>
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"What do you think
about it?"</div>
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Oh I like it... I agree with it." </div>
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"Can we come back and tell you
where it came from?" </div>
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"Sure" </div>
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What?! Ok. I feel so blessed everyday because
we have seen so many miracles. The best part is finding and talking to
strangers has turned into something that I love, instead of something
that gives me straight up anxiety. That is a huge miracle and a huge
blessing. I feel as though my testimony and desire to share it have
grown so much since I have been here because I am sharing it so much.
Plus, there is an unending amount of work to do here. We have about 12
little towns in our area alone. Many of which haven't seen missionaries
in months, and have never ever seen sisters. I think the hardest part is
just organizing ourselves and finding time to keep up with everything.</div>
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I started training Round 2 this week. Sister Penman arrived <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_694443652" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Tuesday</span></span>
and she is THE BEST! I love her so much. I feel like we have been
companions forever, but that is probably because the full proselyting days can
feel like weeks. She is from Henderson, Nevada and is 19 years old. She is awesome
and so outgoing and it is so fun to be with her. We laugh a lot. I told
her, her job is to "normalize" me before I go home. I don't know if that
it will work-- or that I want it to be normalized. I love being a missionary. I can't
even say how grateful I am that Heavenly Father gave me a perfect
companion for the last two transfers of my mission. Is that even fair to
have this much fun? It is. We have the perfect conversation starter
because it is so strange that we are both from the west coast. I have
learned that most people in Clinton prefer Nevada over California.
Rude. </div>
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We sent Sister Boswell off at Thanksgiving dinner.
We were able to have it with her family, and a family that they were
having it with. She has such an awesome family. She is the oldest of 10
kids, so it was fun to have all those kids running around. She was such
an amazing companion. I wish I was even half that awesome at 17. She was
a powerhouse and really put me to work. We accomplished a lot while she
was here and she was just what I needed to push forward and get things
going here in Clinton. We miss her. </div>
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In other news, JR and Sherry are GETTING MARRIED and
BAPTIZED this weekend. I cannot wait. I have been mentally counting
down everyday for weeks and luckily the time has gone semi-quickly. Last
week Sherry asked me to be a bridesmaid at the wedding! Can we talk
about a mission dream come true? I love this family so much and I am so
proud of them and all the growth they have made. I can't wait to go and
see them again and see the progress they have made since I have been
gone. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_694443653" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span> I'll be headed back to Shoal Creek Valley and I can't wait!</div>
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I've been re-reading Preach My Gospel again. I love
that book. It has taught me SO much about how to become a missionary and
what that really means. I am going through the doctrinal lessons right
now and it has just made me so grateful for the gospel. It is perfect.
All the pieces fit, all the questions are answered. I. Love. It.
Everyone should grab a copy and read it.</div>
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I think that is all for this week's update. Things
are going great here. I can't wait to see these people that we have
found progress. We have lots of work to do here!</div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-47297798850258151962013-11-25T14:56:00.000-08:002013-12-05T18:05:30.283-08:00hello hello from Clinton, MO<br />
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So this week has been AWESOME. Full of finding miracles. I'm so grateful
for Sister Boswell because she is such a hard worker. She was always
like "Ok, Sister Call, we had better go, lets work, lets go find people,
I'm only here for two weeks!" We have been pushing each other a lot
this week to really find those that the Lord has prepared. It is amazing
the difference between full proselyting and the Visitors Center. At the VC we would have
maybe 4 hours a day for proselyting. Add in a dinner, that's only 3
hours, add in some meetings and you may not even get out that day.<br />
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We
have ALL day here. It's been an adjustment but a good one. I have found
myself far more confident in my ability to talk to random strangers and
talk to everyone. I have made that a goal this week and for the
remainder of my time here to talk to everyone I see about the restored
gospel. And I don't even hesitate to do it anymore. This is a huge
contrast to my very first day proselyting. Poor Sister Sant had to deal
with me. I remember we had an appointment fall through and we had some
extra time to knock doors. Don't ask me why but I freaked out. What was I
expecting? That I wouldn't knock doors on a mission? Anyway, it
stressed me out... I kind of had a mild breakdown and I figured if I
could eat up enough time feeling bad for myself then we wouldn't have to
knock any doors. It worked. I think that is hilarious now looking back
that I was such a complete basket case. Bottom line is it is nice to look
back and see the change.<br />
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That was something that I certainly have
overcome with the help of my Savior. I love people more now, and I desire
their happiness more. I know that the message we share brings that and I want
everyone to have it. Even if they look scary or rich or whatever. It is
amazing to see people's hearts soften as we testify and teach them.<br />
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So. Back to the miracles. I have a HUGE testimony of
goals. They increase our vision of what we can accomplish. This week
Sister Boswell and I set some pretty lofty goals. Go big or go home, right? We had an overall goal to teach 33 lessons and find 8 new friends
to share the gospel with. We went out and we worked, and the Lord
really did lead us to where we needed to be and who we needed to see.
This week we taught 38 lessons and found 10 new friends! We exceeded
every goal that we set. I have such a testimony that the Holy Spirit really
does lead and guide us, and it is by simple things, like our thoughts.
Nothing we did was extraordinary. We prayed, we listened, and then we
went out to work knowing that if we were doing our best the Lord would
take care of the rest. And he did. I'm so grateful for that. Miracles
really do happen! </div>
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Hmmm... Ok. Funny stories. We have met a few teenage
boys tracting and EVERY single one of them ends up texting us. We
invite them to learn more. They say they want to and then end with the
line... "Well, I hope you girls know you are really beautiful". All of
them! Obviously the conversation ends shortly thereafter. haha </div>
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I don't even really know what else to say... Sister
Penman, my new companion is coming tomorrow. We will be in a trio for
about a day and then drop Sister Boswell off when we have Thanksgiving
dinner with her family. So that will be fun. It will be interesting to
start all over with the 12 week program and training. Whoohoo! Miracle
week round 2. I'm excited to meet her. It will be hard to say goodbye to
Sister Boswell though. </div>
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We got our picture taken for the Clinton newspaper.
We ended up that very day on the front page, right underneath the
picture of an obvious criminal. Whoohoo! Glad we were in such good
company. Hopefully people will read the paper and will realize that we
aren't criminals as we are traipsing through their neighborhood. </div>
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I received word from Sister Harding that everything is going great with Sherry and JR. They are getting married and baptized <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1593178111" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">December 7th</span></span>. Sherry even invited me to be one of her bridesmaids. Can we talk about a dream come true family? I love them so much. <br />
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Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-82572537658909123712013-11-19T09:50:00.000-08:002013-11-23T10:07:13.522-08:00Clinton, MO<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Ok. Ok. Ok. Where do I even begin? This week has been NUTS. I
honestly feel like it has been 5 weeks. So I guess my prayers for my
mission to slow down a little bit have been answered because it feels
like it is crawling, but that's always true with big changes and this
has been a BIG change.</div>
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So lets start with <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885931" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span>. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885932" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span>
night was training calls. I found out I was going to Clinton, MO to
open up the area to sisters and train a new missionary. Whoohoo.
Adventure time. Clinton is one of the most southern areas in the
mission. We are talking in the middle of nowhere. So that was exciting.
Also. I had recently given presentations at the jail to TWO families from Clinton.
One of them had said they were supposed to get sisters soon and
jokingly I said, "well transfers are coming up so maybe you'll see me in
a few weeks." We had a good laugh about that at church this past <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885933" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday when I saw them in Clinton!</span></span> </div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885934" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Wednesday</span></span>
was my last day at the HLJ. The brand new missionaries always come through
the Jail after coming from the airport. I had requested days in advance
to take them on the tour because A) I love taking the new missionaries through and B) I wanted to see if I could pick out who my trainee would be. So I
give the tour, it was actually my very last tour at the jail. SUPER SAD.
I wanted to cry/did cry a little at the end (which was kind of
embarrassing.) Then President at
the end of my testimony was like Sister Call I need to talk to you. Bah!
So we went into the exit room and he told me that my companion wasn't
in that group of new missionaries because she is sick in the MTC. So... I
would be getting a temporary companion from the Warrensburg Stake. His
exact words were, "Instead of looking for a 19 or 20 year old, you will
be looking for a 17 or 18 year old." WHAT?! So I will be training her
and then retraining my new companion when she gets here. So talk about
stressful. She hadn't even been through the MTC! But I suppose Clinton
and training two times will be the capstone project of my mission and I
am excited.<br />
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To add to all of the excitement of the week JR
and Sherry are getting married! AHHH. I can't wait! They will get
married and then baptized on the same day, <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885935" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">December 7th</span></span>! Talk about a miracle family. They are the best. I will miss them SO
much. That is probably one of the hardest things about leaving. I just
have faith that I'll meet more JRs, and Sherrys, and Melbas, and Tracy's
out here and be able to help them with my testimony. I cannot believe
how blessed I was in Shoal Creek Valley. There are SO many people that I
love there. Saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I've had to do
on my mission.</div>
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Thursday was TRANSFER DAY. I was able to meet Sister
Boswell, my new/temporary companion. She is awesome and so prepped. I
can't believe she was able to come out on a mission in literally 2 days
and was not freaking out. She has been really helpful to make the
adjustment out here in rural Clinton. She is homeschooled so she was
able to take 2-3 weeks off of school to come out and do this. We still
aren't quite sure how long it will be before my new companion comes out.
In the mean time I am having a great time teaching her how to be a
missionary. Our apartment is really cute. We live above a member and
it's been all nicely redone and it is clean and I love it. The ward
here is small but strong. There are some really awesome members and LOTS
of work to do with reactivation and part member families. It is a full
pros dream. Plus, the area covers not only Clinton, which has a
population of about 9,000 but also about 10 other really, really small
towns in the surrounding areas. So we do a lot of driving and a lot of
careful planning.</div>
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This place is COUNTRY. They at least have a Walmart, which is
good. I've learned more about hunting in the past 2 days than I have in
my entire life. I ate deer <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885936" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>
and a bunch of other canned foods and sulpherized water. Not bad
actually. It is a major culture shock... but it always gets
conversations going when I say I am from Southern California. People are
like, what are you doing out here in Clinton!? The ward is the best and
they treat us like a shiny new toy because they haven't had sister out
here, maybe ever. </div>
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So there is the low down on transfers. I'm really
boosting my faith right now. I'm not going to lie it is a huge
adjustment to be out here in the middle of nowhere without all of my
best missionary friends surrounding me. I had no idea how spoiled I was
at the VC. It's been great though to really rely and put all my faith
and trust in the Lord right now to accomplish this huge task that I have
in front of me. I AM the MTC. Bah. It's really neat to look back and
see how the Lord has prepared me to be here in this ward at this time. I
am so grateful for his hand in my life. My mission is perfect! I can't
wait to see what the Lord has in store here. </div>
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Here's one more miracle. We
were out <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1140885937" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>
and had a really great day, but poor Sister Boswell was getting a
little discouraged. So I said a silent prayer in my heart/I may or may not
have been begging the Lord to help us find some new investigators.
Within 25 minutes we taught 4 lessons and found 3 new investigators. It
was amazing. I couldn't believe what a miracle that was! The Lord really
does answer prayers. All we have to do is ask. </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-27336842514432281772013-11-12T10:13:00.000-08:002013-11-16T10:13:53.354-08:00 birthday!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">HLJ all the way. I'm going to miss this place like nobody's business. </td></tr>
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Today is my birthday! Yay. I've been lucky to have two p-day
birthdays! It helps it actually feel like a birthday. Man. I love my
birthday. I woke up an extra 20 minutes early today because I was so
excited that I was able to open my package and everything else. You
wouldn't know I was turning a whopping 24 years old. Sheesh.
Mid-twenties. I'm over the freak-out stage about that though. </div>
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We had plans to go to the Shatto milk dairy. I know,
nothing says 24 like a good ol' milk farm. But unfortunately the place
was booked up with school tours. Lame. So instead we went to Kansas
City. The Brenchley's, who are the directors of the VC and the
Stevensons, one of my fave senior couples joined us and the other
sisters. It was the best impromptu birthday... and Sister Brenchley's
birthday is tomorrow! Fun, fun, fun. We stopped by the Nelson Atkins
Museum of Art and it was closed. Lame. But they gave us a really cool
free photo book. Then we went to the Hallmark Museum and they gave us a
free gift too! The best! </div>
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I can't believe I have spent my entire 23rd year in the
service of the Lord. It feels like a dream the time has gone by so
quickly. I have loved every minute of it and I am so grateful for this
time in my life. I count myself lucky to have had two birthdays on a
mission!</div>
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Transfer calls come tonight. Bah. Stressful, but not as
stressful as normal. I've been feeling for awhile that I'd be
transferred, and train a new missionary, and go full-pros, and open a
new area. I don't know where I'm going... I'll find that out tonight,
but I do know that all of those premonitions are going to come true.
Whoohoo! Adventure time. On Friday I got the training call and the
assistant was like, "Sister Call, I'm not even going to pretend like you
are being called to be a potential trainer, because you aren't, you are
going to be a trainer. For sure. It's happening." Then during the
trainers meeting President Keyes was like "Yeah, some sisters at the
Visitors' Centers have crazy schedules. Sister Call here has served her
entire mission at the Visitors' Centers and knows lots about that, and
now she will be going full pros for the last two transfers of her
mission and she won't even know what to do with herself and all this
free time. She'll probably be feeling like a brand new missionary." True
story President. I was really grateful for the confirmation that I will
indeed be leaving. I was able to give everyone a heads up <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_151502422" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Sunday</span></span> and then tonight I'll find out for sure all the details.</div>
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So here we go onto the next adventure. I'm really
going to miss this place. Really, really going to miss this place. I
love my area. I love going to church right by the temple. Most of all I
love serving at the Liberty Jail. I am so grateful for this opportunity
to serve here. I have gained such a strong testimony of trials and
adversity. I'll be able to put all my knowledge to action in these next
two transfers. I have a feeling its going to be a bit of a learning
curve and probably pretty hard. I'm used to being surrounded by
missionaries and people-- I've lived in a house with 8 girls for over a
year now. So that will be new if it is just my companion and I. But I am grateful. I feel like I'll be
pushed out of my comfort zone and really be forced to rely on the Lord.
That is where real growth takes place. I am excited.</div>
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In other REALLY exciting news J.R. and Sherry and Emily are planning to be baptized <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_151502423" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">December 7th</span></span>.
I AM SO EXCITED! They are seriously the best. They are also planning on
getting married sometime before their baptism. They are so excited
about that too and mostly for the chance to change and learn and grow.
Holy moly. I can't believe how awesome they are. I am bummed I have to
leave before all the wedding planning happens, but I'll be able to come
back for all of it. Hopefully. </div>
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So all in all I just feel really really grateful.
I've said really a lot in this email. I suppose I just feel like I need
to add that because I am just really excited and full of emotion about
everything right now. I honestly feel like I am starting this amped up
version of missionary finals week in these next two transfers. I will
get to put all of my training, all of my studies, everything that I have
become into helping my next area grow and helping this new missionary
become an effective instrument in the hands of the Lord. I am grateful
for this chance to give everything that I have. I can't even express how
grateful I am for the opportunity that I have had to have served a
mission. If you were to have asked me when I was 12, 16, 19, 21, where I
would be at age 24... serving a mission in Independence Missouri would
have been far beyond my thought process. I am so grateful that the Lord
intervened and led me down this path. The growth I have experienced in
this past year has been immeasurable. So here on my 24th birthday I want
to express my gratitude for a loving Heavenly Father that knows me
better than I know myself. My mission has been perfect for me. Perfectly
tailor made for all that I needed to learn and experience, it really
amazes me at times. I am grateful for His influence in my life, and the
opportunity that I have had to share that influence in the lives of
others. I am grateful for his Son, Jesus Christ, who has made all this
growth possible through his atonement. I am grateful for this time that I
have had to serve them, and for the one on one training that I have
received on how to be a profitable servant for the rest of my life. I
know this is truly Jesus Christ's church. His gospel changes lives. It
has changed mine. So here's to two more transfers and another great
year! </div>
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Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-31845606319337465972013-11-05T18:08:00.000-08:002013-11-07T18:22:53.351-08:00Man oh man.<div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia,serif;"> Ok. This week has been awesome. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia,serif;">Tracy was baptized <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_978202473" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>!
It was amazing! I have been working with her since I arrived in the
area four and a half months ago and she has grown so much. I'm so
grateful to have been there from start to finish. Her progression was
really a miracle. She hadn't really been keeping commitments, it was a
little on and off because there were always a lot of reasons. And then
probably about two months ago she was put in the hospital because she
had pneumonia. Some part of that experience changed her and she really
put the gospel first in her life. She has grown so much. She went from
having a small desire to believe in God to really knowing that he is
there. She is such a fiercely loyal mother and the gospel has blessed
her to be able to help guide her family as well. Ah! Tracy is just the
best. Her baptism went really well. She was so excited and she said she
felt so clean and so good afterward. I love seeing how people glow after
they are baptized. It's amazing. Sister White and I pulled off a never
before practiced musical number. It was a baptism miracle. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia,serif;">Next
up. Sherry and JR are THE BEST! Seriously. They are probably one of the
biggest miracles of my mission. They are the definition of golden
investigators. This past week we met with them probably every other day,
well mostly with Sherry. She is cruising along in the Book of Mormon
and teaching her friends about the plan of salvation. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_978202474" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Friday</span></span>,
she came and helped the ward with a swap and shop we were doing and she
texted us "I love this place so much! I have been here for hours
helping out. I love my new family!" I just keep thinking, 'Is this real
life?' And it is!!!!! Sister Harding and I are loving all her questions,
she is literally thirsting for knowledge. It is amazing. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_978202475" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>
was an absolute miracle day. Sherry and JR both came to church-- we had
two benches full of people (that never happens). It was like
sitting at the cool kids table. We had Melba, Tracy and her family, and
JR and Sherry. The night before we had taken them to the Liberty Jail.
JR felt the spirit at the jail and loved it... but Sherry said she
didn't. She was a little frustrated that JR felt something and she
didn't because she had been putting in so much work. So later that night
she was reading in her scriptures and flipped to three random verses on
baptism. She was pretty excited about that and was telling us all about
it at church the next day. Then, at the end of Relief Society Sherry
was crying and obviously feeling the Spirit. She gets up after the
closing prayer and bears her testimony! It was amazing! She talked about
how she needed to get to the temple and how she wished so badly she had
been raised with the knowledge she is gaining now. She talked about how
this will already help her be a better mother! The Spirit was so strong
and you could feel how much these things were being impressed upon
Sherry's heart. I was just so grateful that God really does answer
prayers. As a missionary I promise that witness will come with full
confidence, and it always does, and somehow it still
surprises me. I wish I could write about all the miracles with this
family, but there have been so many! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Today I
gave a training at a Specialized Mission Conference. It was for half
the mission. I love/hate preparing trainings. I love it because it is so
neat to receive revelation for other missionaries and then get to
present it. I love it. It's totally not me prepping those trainings and
it's the best. I hate it because I still get nervous and feel like my
stomach will fall out once I get up there. It turned out well though. I
just love teaching and I love teaching the gospel!!!! It is seriously
the best thing in the world. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia,serif;">The
Shoal Creek Valley ward has been so good to me. I love this place and
realllllyyyy hope to stay next transfer, but I already know that's
reallllyyy wishful thinking. In other news. Next week is my birthday,
and transfer day... it's the 12th for those that didn't remember :) I'm
all about shameless self promotion, and even 14 months on a mission I
still have to work on humility... although I have eliminated "sorry I'm
not sorry" from my vocabulary. So that's an improvement. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Love
you all! Read the Book of Mormon! It's the best. I'm almost finished
with it again. I'm going to have it done in a week and a half before
transfers. Here's a cool quote from our conference today. The Bible
teaches us about Jesus Christ and the Book of Mormon teaches us about
the Atonement. That was from Elder Christofferson in President Keyes's
specialized training. Pretty cool. It's true. </span></div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-56759594528009463422013-10-30T18:44:00.000-07:002013-11-04T18:52:07.227-08:00life after the 50th anniversary...<div>
It's been a lot more low key this week. No general authorities...
what? It has taken awhile to get back into the swing of things to be
honest. The jail has been slowing down almost exponentially. I took 0
tours <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482867" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">yesterday</span></span>. Not one. In six hours. I got lots of study time though.</div>
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<div>
This last week has been a miracle! I can't remember
if I wrote about Sherry last week. She is by far the most golden person I
have ever met on my mission. She is so prepared. Her fiance had
attended church in Kearney for awhile and they both came to church <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482868" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Sunday</span></span>.
She has read over 40 pages in the Book of Mormon so far! I don't even
ready 40 pages in one day of the Book of Mormon. It is amazing how you
can create an instant friendship with people and that is what we feel
with J.R. and Sherry. I am so excited to see how they progress and grow
in the gospel.</div>
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In other news Tracy is getting baptized this
weekend. I am so grateful for the chance I have had to teach her. I have
literally watched the Lord change her heart. In the past 4 months she
has gone from not answering the door, to setting but cancelling every
appointment, to not reading and praying, to a complete change of heart.
She loves coming to church. She loves the sacrament. She quit smoking
virtually on her own... she threw out her own coffee pot. Now she is
teaching her kids about the gospel and encouraging them to strengthen
their testimonies. She has literally changed, her whole countenance and
demeanor. She relies on God and is happier because of it. It is a huge
blessing to have been here from start to finish. That isn't always the
case as missionaries. I'm so excited for <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482869" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>! </div>
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Transfers are coming up in 2 weeks... right along
with my birthday. I know it's still a ways ahead but I am almost positive I'm
being transferred. I don't want to go though! My whole mission
is going so quickly. </div>
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<div>
This quiet time has given me lots of opportunity to
reflect on how I've grown, especially as I prepare to leave the Liberty
Jail. It's kind of fun because by the time I leave I'll have been at the
Jail 4 1/2 months. Just a little bit longer than the prophet Joseph. I
hope that by the time I leave I'll have grown in smaller, but similar ways. I've learned a lot about opposition and the atonement.
It is so necessary. It is actually vital for us to go through difficult
experiences. Even from the beginning of the world. Growth and
progression only stemmed from opposition, that is where our choices come
from. We are in control of who we become and what we accomplish. I've
learned that more on my mission than at any other point in my life.
Trials and tribulation help us understand the Atonement, and when we
look at it with that lens we become empowered. I think about how
miserable each tour would be if Joseph hadn't relied on the Atonement.
It would be terrible, downright depressing. It would be about how cold
and smelly and miserable that place would have been. That was the story
of probably hundreds of other prisoners held in the jail during its 25
year lifespan. But Joseph's story is different, the Spirit that we feel
in the jail is different, because he relied on the Atonement. I know the Atonement is real. It is powerful. I am grateful for my trials that
have helped me put it all to the test so that I can know for myself
that the Savior of the World is who He says that He is. </div>
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So there is my very pensive email. It's been
rainy/foggy/gloomy for the past few days, which always calls for some
contemplation.</div>
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Love you all! More "fun" updates next week. </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-84297061293183072622013-10-22T18:42:00.000-07:002013-11-04T19:10:34.201-08:00this week may have topped last week. <div>
Ok. I am trying to organize my thoughts in
terms of most awesome to least awesome, but there is so much to talk
about. Let's start with the General Authorities.</div>
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<div>
<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482860" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Friday</span></span>
30 mission presidents, their wives, a number of members of the Quorum
of Seventy, AND Elder Christofferson of the Quorum of the 12 Apostles
came to the jail. Yes. To our jail... and what I often think of as my
jail. They were all here for a mission president's seminar and wanted to
have a little field trip to some of the church history sights. They
were supposed to arrive at 5 and we got off shift at 5... so you can
imagine how I was scrambling to find some reason to stay around because
it would be really convenient if we just happened to be there... right?
So it worked out. Our dinner was supposed to pick us up at <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482861" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">5:30</span></span>
giving us just enough time to meet and greet and hopefully get a
handshake from Elder Christofferson. Problem was I ended up being on a
presentation RIGHT before they came in (it really wasn't a problem
because it was an awesome group and I was glad to do it, PLUS my friend
Ryan Ogden was part of that group... happy day!). So I missed the
entrance procession and the handshake opportunity. But I held out faith
that there might be one more chance, especially because our dinner pick
up was running a little late. </div>
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So the group finishes their address with
Elder Brenchley and starts heading out of the history room and there
are a few sisters gathered in the hall. Naturally we assumed Elder
Brenchley would take them into the rotunda, but Elder Brenchley assumed a
sister missionary would take them into the rotunda, so then we hear
down the hall... "So which of the sisters will be giving us the
presentation?" </div>
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In that moment I knew it was going to be me because I am the senior
sister at the jail... I have on record from reputable bystanders that
my first words were "oh crap"-- as I grabbed my stomach! (obviously I
need a bit more refining on my mission). Down the hall Elder Brenchley
confirmed my feelings... "Sister Call, where is Sister Call? You are
up!".. and then I went into panic mode. I grabbed my clicker and
scriptures and said a prayer while running around (literally), with
people telling me that I didn't have time, while Elder Brenchley is
giving me very specific instructions-- "DO NOT ask them questions...
they don't want to hear your questions". AHHHH. Of course I enter the
rotunda masking the fact that my heart is going to pound out of my
chest... with a few lame jokes and some stuttering in the beginning we
are on our way. Honestly the presentation turned out really well. It
was as near of an out of body experience as I'll probably ever have. I
was not the one teaching those presidents. I opened my mouth and it was
filled. I knew what to say. It was eloquent and concise and very
professional. I was able at the end to bear my testimony of the
atonement and the restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ. I was able
to testify of Joseph Smith and his experience here. It was amazing! I
got to bear MY testimony... my personal knowledge and feelings of the
gospel to an Apostle of the Lord... And 30 mission presidents.
Afterward, Sister White said, "Wow you've added some new material to
your presentations... that was the best one I've seen!" That's because
it wasn't my presentation. </div>
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<div>
After the presentation we were able to linger around
for awhile and meet Elder Christofferson. He was so kind. We got to
shake his hand and I said, "Well, that may have been the most nerve
wracking presentation I've ever given..." and then he patted my neck! It
was sweet. What was even better is that Meredith, our investigator who
was going to be baptized the next day, ran in because she had to use the
bathroom. She and I found ourselves in the hall with Elder
Christofferson. He shook her hand and I told him that she was being
baptized <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482862" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">tomorrow</span></span>.
He was excited and wished her well. Then she and I walked in the
bathroom and I told her that she just shook hands with an apostle... she
freaked out. It was the best pre-baptism present. The whole evening
worked out perfectly and it was amazing to see how the Lord allowed for
these great experiences for both Meredith and I. </div>
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<div>
So that was <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482863" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Friday</span></span>. I am still freaking out that that ACTUALLY happened. To me. On my mission. I feel pretty darn blessed.</div>
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<div>
<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_658482864" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>
Michael and Meredith were baptized. That was amazing as well. Really
those two are such miracles. Both of them have overcome so much in the
past few months and have really taken hold of the gospel. They read
scriptures as a family every night, go to youth activities, and Meredith
said she even wants to go on a mission! I just can't believe what a
miracle it was to find and teach them. Michael is really a miracle
because up until a few weeks ago he wasn't even taking the lessons. We
kept inviting him to join and finally realized that the Elders need to
stop by... Duh! So they did and here he is 3 weeks later with a strong
testimony of the gospel and ready for baptism. He is so excited about
the Priesthood and being a part of the church. Michael and Meredith were
both baptized on the 19th. It was so special to see Brother and Sister
Jensen's joy as their grandchildren became members of the church. I have
come to love that family so much and I know we will be friends
forever. </div>
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So here is a picture from the <a href="http://www.mormonnewsroom.org/article/mormon-apostle-celebrates-anniversaries-church-history-sites" target="_blank">mormonnewsroom </a>article
about the 50th anniversary last week...<br />
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I am famous... ok, not really but you can
see me in the picture at the back standing up by the door. That was my
post :) Here is link to another article about the 50th Anniversary...<a href="http://www.ldschurchnews.com/articles/64076/A-prison-temple.html" target="_blank"> A Prison Temple</a></div>
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We
have had so many other miracles this week that I don't even have time
to talk about. SOO many. I am so grateful to be serving here. I LOVE
BEING A MISSIONARY. It is the best. </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-38544024914239101602013-10-15T20:53:00.000-07:002013-11-04T19:06:09.429-08:00 Elder Ballard and the Ultimate HLJ Birthday Party!<div>
This was the week! Elder Ballard came to the HLJ and we celebrated the
50th Anniversary. In my humble opinion we really outdid ourselves. The
whole weekend was marvelous and stressful and wonderful and spiritual
and everything in between. Soooo I suppose we will start at the
beginning. I literally don't even know where to begin. </div>
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Sister Moon, my sister leader partner in crime, and I
spent 100 hours last week (ok. maybe more like 10) getting the
schedules all drawn up for the sisters. Let me tell you, those things
were a work of art, color coordinated, etc. I think UPS should hire me
because I have logistics down, returning sisters, companions, cars, all
had to get figured out. But by <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1682013661" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Friday</span></span>
night it was done and we could rest easy. I don't know how I got to be
so lucky to be able to play a part in the organization and creation of
this great weekend. </div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1682013662" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>
Alex Baugh, Susan Easton Black, and Daniel Peterson, professors from
BYU came. They gave lectures about the history of the Liberty Jail IN
the Liberty Jail. How cool is that?! It was really neat to see so many
members from all over come to learn and celebrate. We had far more
people come than we thought would. There wasn't even enough room in the
rotunda. I had the privilege of being part of the musical number for the
readers theater. They had Smith family descendants read portions of
the letters from Liberty Jail and we sang, what is now one of my
favorite songs, <i>My Kindness Shall Not Depart From Thee</i>. It is all about
Joseph's revelations in the Liberty Jail. The best.<br />
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To top off the day,
between all the guests and lectures and craziness, we have an unscheduled
bus tour of 25 Japanese members show up... who don't speak any English!
I entertained them (through a translator) for a half hour and then we
went into the rotunda, which was nuts with all the lecture stragglers. I
kept thinking about what would make their experience really special, in
the 5 minutes we had to show them the jail. So we sang to them. We sang <i>I Am a Child of God</i> and then they sang it back to us! It was so
special and really made the day perfect-- because what birthday party
isn't complete without a Japanese bus tour?!</div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1682013663" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span> was AWESOME. I don't even know what to say. It was just too good. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1682013664" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>
afternoon there was a reception at the jail for community leaders and
old time members of the church in Liberty, Missouri and Elder Ballard of course. I
was lucky enough to be stationed near the front to greet people.
Awesome. I got thrown into some photo ops with community leaders... kind
of awkward when I have no idea who these men are, but I know they
are important. But hey, I could make it on mormonnewsroom or the Church
News! Keep an eye out. Elder Ballard spoke to everyone at the VIP
Reception. I was really surprised when he just threw down Lesson One. We
were all watching and he taught about the Savior's earthly ministry,
then the great apostasy, the restoration, then the Book of Mormon. I got
to see an Apostle of the Lord teach a number of community leaders about
the Restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It was the best! It made
me want to be so much more bold when I am speaking with people. He
taught it as fact, because it is a fact. It really happened. But there
was no beating around the bush. </div>
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After the VIP we scarfed down some of the leftover
reception food and literally raced over to the stake center to practice
our song for the fireside. Melba, and Tracy, and Tracy's boys, and
another returning member all came to the fireside! It was a miracle, but
then again it's pretty easy to talk up an Apostle. We got to sit on the
stand in the choir seats right behind Elder Ballard. Whoohoo! The
fireside was the best. President Keyes, Elder Gaye of the Seventy, and a
historian all spoke. Every single one of them talked about the Liberty
Jail and missionary work. My two favorite things! It was a dream. They
all encouraged the members to get out there and do missionary work. Ok
here are my highlights:</div>
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- I feel such a greater appreciation and reverence for what
happened in the Liberty Jail. Elder Ballard spent a lot of time
wondering what Joseph Smith would want to say to the Liberty Stake. I need to
do that... be thinking about what Joseph would want me to teach, and
remember that this was a place that came to be sacred because of great
sacrifice. I am SO grateful to serve here. </div>
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- There was a huge sense of urgency... we are in a HURRY to share
the gospel. We need to be constantly praying and asking for missionary
experience. There isn't enough time... that's what Elder Ballard said,
and I believe him. </div>
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- I realized that we are literally working and serving to establish the kingdom of God.... that's a literal thing. I love that. </div>
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Mostly
I just felt the deep urgency and importance of the work that I am
doing. I am really grateful for this recharge of my spiritual batteries
before the last 2.5 transfers of my mission. I know it's not a
countdown, but I've always been the type to look forward to what is
coming up. I love my mission. I love the Liberty Jail. I will be
eternally grateful to have been here during this historic time. To serve
in the very place, within feet of the very stones Joseph knelt on and
offered up the feelings of his heart. This place where the Savior came
and taught the prophet the depths of the atonement. This was a place
crucial to the restoration of the gospel. I have the opportunity to
teach and testify and serve Heavenly Father's children in this very
sacred place. <i>These are days never to be forgotten. </i></div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-87147649520453288982013-10-08T21:29:00.000-07:002013-10-20T20:55:21.576-07:00transfers but not transferred.<div>
First. I didn't get transferred! I am still here at the HLJ! WHAHOOO!
I'll get to shake Elder Ballard's hand. Miracles really do happen. Sister White was
transferred to Kearney with Sister Ogletree, and my new companion is
Sister Harding, who was just serving in Kearney. Crazy! They just
switched places. I love Sister Harding. She was in the MTC with
me during VC training. So we are reunited again. Our missions have been
completely different-- she's been full proselyting almost her whole mission and
I've been at the VC my whole mission. I realized I probably hold the
standing record in the mission. 10 out of 12 transfers in a Visitors' Center... I'm
not complaining. I love these places. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498842" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Thursday</span></span>
was transfer day. Talk about crazy-town. Sister Wilson got transferred
to the Visitors' Center, and Sister Moon is now the new sister leader up
here. We have so many little details to work out for the 50th and
that's been a bit hectic. I wish I could post the beautiful schedule we
created. It's a work of art really, color coordinated, perfectly
balanced schedule.</div>
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This week was truly a miracle week. </div>
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Last
Friday. Kara got baptized! Kara, from Kentucky that I have been
teaching on the phone every week was baptized! I love this girl and I am
so excited for her. She is so excited about the gospel and has grown so
much since we "met" on chat a few months ago. I have been amazed to see
Heavenly Father answer her prayers and to watch her relationship with
our Father in Heaven and Jesus Christ grow. I feel so blessed to be a
part of her conversion, even if she is many miles away. </div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498838" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span>
we were FINALLY able to go to the temple. We started out the week super
bummed because Melba missed her interview and wasn't going to go and
this was the last day we would be able to go before transfers. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498839" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Monday</span></span>
we had dinner with the Bishop and he was like, "well I'll just
interview her in the morning..." MIRACLE. So we get it all worked out
with Melba and she is good to go and we are SO stoked. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498840" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Tuesday</span></span> morning we get a text at <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498841" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">6:30 AM</span></span>
from Melba that says: I'm sick. I don't know what to do. BAHHHH. So I
tell her to start praying and I start praying and I run around the
Liberty house telling everyone to start praying because Melba needed to
go to the temple! She decided to go to the interview and see how she
felt. She got a blessing and decided to go! It was a miracle and so
amazing. She had such a wonderful time and love, love, loved the temple.
Favorite Melba quote from the day: I can just see them rippin out of
there (as I was being baptized for those that had passed on... she was
referring to the spirits rippin out of the spirit world). Hilarious.
Sister White and I had a great time in the temple. I wish I could go
back everyday. The feeling there is so peaceful and perfect, like time
stands still. I love the House of the Lord.</div>
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<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498843" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Friday</span></span> we had a lesson with Meredith. This girl never ceases to amaze me. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498844" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Monday</span></span>
we watched the Joseph Smith movie and she loved it, of course. She
loves everything. We invited her to pray to know that Joseph Smith was a
prophet. She said, "I don't have to, I already know! He is a prophet
because he translated the Book of Mormon, where else would it come
from?" I love that answer, so much faith, and it's true, it does make
perfect sense! But I also knew that she needed that spiritual witness.
So we invited her to pray to confirm what she knows and we promised her
that if she prayed that evening she would be able to know by the power
of the Holy Ghost. So <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1433498845" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Friday</span></span>
we followed up. She did pray. She did recieve an answer. She said that
when she prayed that night she felt as though the whole room was warm,
and as though she had a hand on her back. I wish you could see her
because she is relating this experience in the very colorful language of
a 13 year old. She is like "SO I was like well Heavenly Father, I get
it, I get it! He is a prophet!" So funny. Another funny Meredith
quote... "oh yeah, I'm almost 14."</div>
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"Well when is your birthday?"</div>
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"July... it's only 7 months away."</div>
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Haha. I love that girl. </div>
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This
weekend is going to be THE BEST! Elder Ballard is coming! Whahoo! He's
going to be in my jail... well our jail. I think every sister that
serves here has a sense of ownership over this place. All the sisters
that were transferred will get to come back and everyone will be happy!
Yay! I cannot wait. I am so so so grateful to serve here during this
time and to have played a part in the orchestration of the events. What a
blessing! </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-76368093784663012992013-09-30T21:31:00.000-07:002013-10-15T21:44:24.255-07:00Rollercoaster.<br />
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Whew. This week has been an emotional roller coaster. Some
weeks you just REALLY need a p-day! This was one of those weeks.<br />
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Up and
down. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_28961368" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Yesterday</span></span>
was really up and down, the lowest of lows and then the highest of
highs. I won't dwell on the lows. I spent most of the day rather
depressed, but it really only takes 30 minutes and a bit of an attitude
adjustment to turn things around. I was able to lead a really great
presentation and un-invite myself to my pity party....then later on that
night we had a tender mercy from the Lord.<br />
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We were pretty bummed all day that Tracy
and Melba didn't come to church, when we thought both of them were going to be there. We
visited Tracy, all good there... she is still recovering, but no
response from Melba still. That hurts, I think that's one of the reasons
why missionary work is so hard is that these people become our dear,
dear friends. We think about them all the time, we pray for them daily,
and we really want them to be happy.
Here's the tender mercy. Sister White needed to grab her journal from a
lady in our ward, Sister Pancic. She is the best. We get talking to her
and she tells us how she went over to Tracy's, just for the heck of it
(did I already mention that she is the best?) and Melba was there. Melba
and Tracy had been reading their scriptures together because they
didn't go to church and wanted to make <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_28961369" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>
special. That made me feel SO good. I realized that my perfectionist
personality had been worrying way too much about little things. Sure,
church is really important. It is. But how long did it take me to figure
out how important church was? It took a really long time to fully
understand that or to even partially understand that. Tracy
and Melba were worshiping and strengthening their testimony to the
amount that they understood, on their own. That made my whole day. It
was such a miracle that we randomly stopped by Sister Pancic's on the
way home, so that she could fill us in on how Melba was doing and so
that I could go to bed feeling good. Thank goodness for tender
mercies!!!!<br />
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This is my favorite scripture about tender mercies: 1 Nephi 1:<a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" name="20"></a><span class="verse">20 </span>And when the Jews heard these things they were angry with him; yea, even as with the prophets of old, whom they had <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/1.20?lang=eng#" id="footnote44" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=1&noteID=20a">cast out</a>, and stoned, and slain; and they also <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/1.20?lang=eng#" id="footnote45" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=1&noteID=20b">sought</a> his life, that they might take it away. But behold, I, Nephi, will show unto you that the tender <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/1.20?lang=eng#" id="footnote46" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=1&noteID=20c">mercies</a> of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power of <sup class="studyNoteMarker">d</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/1.20?lang=eng#" id="footnote47" rel="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/footnote?lang=eng&volumeUri=bofm&bookUri=1-ne&chapterUri=1&noteID=20d">deliverance</a>.
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Meredith is doing great. She is the cutest. I got to bust out a few of my teaching skills <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_28961370" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>.
She is a little behind in math and we went over and I tutored her for
about an hour. It was so fun to teach. I have realized that I am a much
better teacher because of my mission. I haven't stepped foot in a school classroom in over a year, but I think all around my teaching skills have improved.
Funny how that works. I know that all aspects of our lives are blessed
through gospel service. We did this really fun lesson on goals and
creating a vision for our life. We cut out all these pictures from the
New Era magazines and put them on a poster for her. It was neat to see
how much her life can change as she grows in the gospel. Her goals
included serving a mission, getting married, going to college... which
was a far cry from what she looked forward to a few months ago. She told
us that her biggest dream in life before moving was to go on a booze
cruise in Greece. She doesn't even know about the Word of Wisdom yet and
she already thinks that past goal is a stupid idea. </div>
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I'll be honest here. I am STRESSED about transfers,
well kind of. Mentally stressed, but not emotionally stressed. I just
really want to stay. I love my area, I love the people we are teaching, I
love the jail, I love Elder Ballard and I really want to shake his
hand! It's really all up in the air though. We will find out <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_28961371" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">tomorrow</span></span>
night. I cannot believe it is October and that the 50th Anniversary is
in 2 weeks and that conference is in one week. So excited! <br />
<br />
I am really excited for <a href="http://www.lds.org/church/events/october-2013-general-conference-dates-announced?cid=HPTH091213090&lang=eng" target="_blank">General Conference</a>!
It is the best as a missionary/also just the best. One of my favorite
stories from the history we teach at the Liberty Jail is that of Jacob
Haun. I have learned a lot from this story about our consecration, and I
know it changed my attitude about General Conference and following the
prophet. So Jacob Haun was one of the earliest settlers in a settlement of church members called Haun's Mill. It was a small
settlement located near the outskirts of Caldwell County, the "safe"
county for the members of the church. Violence was increasing throughout
the counties and Joseph Smith had recommended that the members of the
church in the outlying settlements move in. Jacob spoke with Joseph
asking for permission to stay explaining that if they left they would
lose their mill, their land, their homes, and everything they had.
Joseph explained that it would be far better to lose their property than
to lose their lives, and said again that they should move in to Far
West. Jacob Haun continued to protest. He gave excuses and plans for how
they would be kept safe and could be exempt from the counsel. Ultimately
Joseph said that they were at liberty to do as they would... he
commented that Jacob hadn't come for counsel but only for permission to
do as he already had made up his mind to do. We know that just a short
time later that same settlement of Haun's Mill was massacred by a mob
and 17 people were killed and 14 badly injured.<br />
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This really got me
reflecting about my commitment to following the counsel of church
leaders and the Lord. Is our commitment conditional? Do we follow only
when it is convenient and when the sacrifice fits into our ideals or
schedule? I've realized more and more that safety lies in following the
counsel of church leaders. They stand as watchmen, ready and willing to
warn us and help us prepare temporally and spiritually. As our hearts
are open we can receive that counsel, but we are always at liberty to do
as we will. I'm excited for general conference and I hope we can all
prepare to have open hearts and minds. Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-80557242432419532802013-09-23T16:48:00.000-07:002013-10-20T20:54:02.304-07:00what in the world!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This week has been another amazing week! I'm trying to eliminate "what
the heck" from my vocabulary right now. It's not really working... so
that's where the "what in the world" comes from. But most of the time I
say that it sounds lame. So everyone out in the real world should send
me some substitutes. I suppose I could say as Canon used to say...
"what in the jorge regula is going on here?!" I still don't know what
that means, but it's catchy. Ok. But seriously. I feel so
blessed to be here. Most of the time I wonder how and why I am so
blessed and so lucky to be serving the Shoal Creek Valley ward at this
time. It is the best. We have amazing members and so many amazing
friends that I have the opportunity to teach and learn from!<br />
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First miracle of the week: Tracy is getting baptized! She set a baptismal date for <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_233870214" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">October 11th</span></span>!
We are so excited for her and she has come such a long way. She quit
smoking and drinking coffee all on her own, which is a miracle. That is
one good thing that came from her hospital visit. She has been reading
on her own and praying on her own, and keeping her appointments. Setting
a baptismal date was merely a formality at this point because she has
been talking about her baptism since she was in the hospital. We have
seen such a miraculous change in her sincerity and growth. It is amazing
how much I love that family. We have visited them at least twice a
week, usually more, for the past 2 months. It has been amazing to watch
them progress.</div>
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Meredith is doing really well. She is such a cutie
and loves the gospel. She was even excited to go to Stake Conference
yesterday... so awesome! Speaking of... here's a joke. Why don't the
vampires like to come to the Missouri Independence Mission?-- because
there are too many stakes in Zion... haha. Man. I won't be funny at all
when I get home. Meredith is really funny though. Here's a snapshot of
how our lessons usually go. We compared the celestial kingdom to a
beautiful ball that you have to prepare for and then Meredith is like
"oh yeah! One time on Facebook there was this picture talking about
Jesus and it was of four bald princesses and it said bald princesses are
the prettiest, everyone should shave their head in support of cancer."
Good point. Not completely relevant. I tried to bring it back by
saying... "yeah, it's great to do service and that will help you get to
the Celestial Kingdom." Sometimes following the thought process of a 13
year old can be a little tiring. </div>
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Sister Wilson and I planned a completely inspired
and awesome training for the Visitors' Center sisters in Independence.
It was the best. We had 0 time to prepare and we were a little bit
stressed about it. Welcome to the life of a sister leader (btw we had a
zone conference on how to deal with stress and the more they kept
talking the more I realized how much better I could be at dealing with
my stress, which stressed me out. Funny, huh?). So we were at the HLJ at
<span class="aBn" data-term="goog_233870215" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">9:45 p.m.</span></span> prepping for the training the next morning and we kept
getting idea after idea and it was amazing. Sister Wilson and I were
both taught very important lessons about the Liberty Jail, our ideas
came together, and we were able to prepare a really meaningful and
powerful training.
Thank goodness for the gift of the Holy Ghost! </div>
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Here is some of what we pulled together... these are just a few of the highlights:</div>
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I have often wondered WHY. Why did the saints face so much persecution?
Why did Joseph have to stay in the Liberty Jail? Why would God try the
faith of these early church members so much? WHY? As I've really studied
I've come to some answers... there are probably many, many more
reasons, but these are just a few thoughts that are a little more out of
the box. </div>
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1. The most obvious reason to me would be that adversity brings
refinement and growth, and that was certainly true of the members of the
church. </div>
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2. The suffering that these members went through
helped Joseph Smith and the Saints to better understand the atonement. I
love this quote by Elder Holland. It was true for Joseph. It is true
for missionaries, and it is true for all of us..."I am convinced that
missionary work is not easy because salvation is not a cheap experience.
Salvation was never easy. We are the Church of Jesus Christ, this is
the truth, He is our Great Eternal Head. Why would we believe, why would
we think, that it would be easy for us when it was never, ever easy for
Him? In turn, how could we possibly bear any moving, lasting testimony
of the Atonement if we have never known or felt anything of such an
experience? As missionaries we are proud to say we are disciples of
Christ-- and we are. That means we must be prepared
to walk something of the path he walked, to feel something of the pain
He felt, and to at least occasionally sometime during your mission shed
one of the tears of sorrow that He shed." Isn't that the BEST! It's been
my theme this week... and something that I know is true. Joseph was
learning in a very real and physical way the depths of the atonement.
Our trials help us with that as well. </div>
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Well, there is a small snippet of what I learned and talked about in the training... that is probably one of my favorite lessons of the Liberty Jail.</div>
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Transfers
are coming up already. This month has flown by. I'm freaking out
because I am afraid a part of me will die if I get transferred before
the 50th Anniversary. Really I'm being dramatic, I'd get over it, and probably
pretty quickly, but it sure would be a bummer. </div>
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Congrats to Rachy, my cousin who just got her mission call! Pueblo, Mexico won't be the same after
you get there. If my calculations are right, you go into the MTC the same day that I come home!</div>
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It's nice and cloudy outside, about time to bust out the boots and
sweaters. So stoked. But unfortunately that has left me a little foggy
headed... that, and the fact that I thought it was a good idea to wake
up at <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_259377247" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">6 AM</span></span>
to play morning sports with the other missionaries. Sometimes I think
that is a good idea and go, sometimes its not. Like today. Frisbee at <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_259377248" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">6 AM</span></span> is only enjoyable about half of the time. That being said I hope my email makes sense. It has been a great week!<br />
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Meredith is the best! We love teaching her so much.
She's always so excited about everything... and so eager to learn. We
took her and her brother Michael to the Liberty Jail <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_259377249" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Monday</span></span>
and had the best lesson. We watched the restoration video and she loved
it. When the movie got to the first vision she was like "woah... that
is cool." It is cool... its the second greatest thing that has ever
happened on the earth! It's amazing to watch her learn and witness her
pure faith in all of it. She is so eager about the gospel, I could be
more like that sometimes. We also taught her part of the Plan of
Salvation the other day... she loved it. We were teaching about the
Savior's atonement and she was like "what are those dots and why are
they always on his hands?" What a neat moment to be able to teach
Meredith about the atonement, for maybe the first time that she had ever
heard it in her life. I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY. Sometimes I get home
at night it hits me how awesome my life is right now.<br />
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Tracy has been in the hospital this week. She had
pneumonia and the doctors didn't catch it... so she ended up in the
hospital. Bummer...but it's actually been kind of a miracle (there's
always a positive right?). So prior to this it had been hard to get
lessons with Tracy... she would be sick or things would come up, or something. She was finally starting to progress and then boom pneumonia. So
we were expecting things to drop off, but NO... she is reading the Book
of Mormon on her own, and wanted us to come read and teach her. She is
soaking it up and really internalizing the gospel. She wants to have
faith. She wants to repent. Not only that but she is doing it! It is
amazing. We asked Tracy when she might want to be baptized because she
keeps talking about how excited she is, and she was like "well, I should
probably wait until I'm out of the hospital." She was dead serious about
that too.. haha. </div>
<div>
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Anyway... I don't even know if I can express how amazing it is
to watch these new friends of mine learn and grow. It is the best.<br />
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<div>
Yesterday
was the 50th Anniversary of the reconstruction of the Liberty Jail, I
suppose at that point it became the Historic Liberty Jail... we have to
be very careful to differentiate or else people think that we work in a
penitentiary. So I suppose it would only be fitting to talk about how
much I love this place, and how much I have learned here. So here are a
few of the lessons I have learned at the Historic Liberty Jail<br />
. </div>
<div>
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<div>
1. Joseph Smith is indeed a prophet of God. I always
knew this, but I really, really know it now. It has been amazing to
teach and testify of who he was and how the Lord used him to bless his
children.<br />
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<div>
2. The Liberty Jail itself testifies of things that
last and that don't last. The jail... didn't last. Here is this
impressive building with 4 foot thick walls, built of stone and after 50
years it was falling apart, unable to fulfill it's designed purpose.
Although that prison held Joseph Smith and kept him confined, it had no
power to confine the beautiful teachings that would come from that
place. The revelations received at the Liberty Jail is something that
has lasted. I remember going through some hard times in high school and
miraculously finding sections 121, 122, and 123 of the Doctrine and
Covenants. It was like I had stumbled upon solid gold. I love it. It
helped me through that trial. The revelations recieved there have not only
lasted throughout time, but that testimony and knowledge has become a
part of so many people's lives over the years.<br />
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<div>
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<div>
3. Obedience. I came across a great quote this
week... one that really made me think. I'll paraphrase it. It said
something along the lines of "Jesus' obedience was perfected by his
suffering." Wait... Jesus was already perfectly obedient, suffering or
not, so what did that have to do with it. It made me think of sacrifice.
The suffering that Jesus Christ endured for each of us was voluntary.
It was a sacrifice made from love for each of us, but it was also to
perfect the obedience he was offering to his Father in Heaven. Joseph
Smith's obedience was also made more perfect because of his sacrifice.
He sacrificed all that he had- family, stability, comfort, and
eventually his life-- all for his testimony of Jesus. As we are
obedient, even and especially during those times where it comes as a
sacrifice, we can be more perfect and made more perfect because of the ultimate sacrifice by our Savior.<br />
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<div>
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<div>
So there you are... I'll try and pull together a few
more thoughts as the weeks go on about what this holy place has taught me.
The 50th Anniversary celebrations will be ongoing throughout the
upcoming weeks. We have an open house coming up during the Fall Fair
here in Liberty. The big events will be happening on <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_259377250" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">October 12th and 13th</span></span>,
when Elder Ballard will be coming to the JAIL! Yes. That's right. I
can't wait! I'm trying not to freak out becuase transfers are the week
before. I'm really wishing I had some musical skills so I could play the
piano or the violin for the VIP event, like some of my fellow jail
birds are. I'm trying to study up on my history so maybe they will bring
me back to give some presentations if I get transferred. </div>
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So guess who forgot their missionary tag today. Me. I'm sitting at
the library right now with a tag reading Elder Fisihetau. I'm not an
Elder. And I'm not polynesian, but hey its better than looking like a
regular person right? Right.</div>
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<div>
This week was a week of miracles. I feel like I say
that every week. Prettymuch every letter I write to President Keyes goes
something like this: "Hi President, This week was AMAZING.... blah blah
blah miracle blah blah blah." I'm not complaining. I don't know how I
am so blessed out here. I sure am grateful. This email will probably be
100 years long because I have lots to share, so those that really love
me can read it, but know I won't be offended if you skim.</div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
One of the biggest miracles this week is that Tracy is
progressing. We have been working with Tracy since I got here. All her
kids are members but less active and she wanted to be baptized but never
followed through. This week she came to church and ALL of her
boys came to church. #dreamscometrue2013. Seriously though. We had two really awesome lessons
with her. The first we talked about getting it from her head to her
heart... She knows it all but hadn't been acting on it. To truly be
converted and feel the gospel you have to live it... you have to do
something about it. We made her a list of everything that she has to do
before she is baptized and she is loving it. Everytime we go over she
wants to know what she can check off the list, and she started to quit
smoking ON HER OWN! I just love that family so much.</div>
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<div>
I have really seen how important prayer has been in all
of this. Everything that we have done that has worked has come during
my nightly prayers. I've started keeping a prayer journal during my
prayers. I'll ask a question to my Heavenly Father, then think about
it, wait for the answer, and write it down, then ask the next question.
Sometimes the answers don't come all at once, but often I'll get really
good insights into how to solve problems and help my investigators. I
love prayer! </div>
<div>
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<div>
This past <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_808081632" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Sunday</span></span>
we fasted. I think I wrote about this last week, but I love fasting.
Prior to my mission I would endure it, but I have seen so many blessings
and so much power from fasting on my mission. Meredith is a fasting
"finding" miracle. We met her <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_808081633" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Sunday</span></span> of last week and had our first appointment <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_808081634" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Wednesday</span></span>.
This little girl is a light. She is amazing. She hasn't had the easiest
life, but is so confident and sure of herself. My favorite quote from
the lesson was "well, I was bullied when I was younger, for a week or
something, and I am really grateful for that because I just know I have
to be me and nobody else." She's so great. We taught about the love of
God and it all rang true. I am amazed because she has little/no
religious background but soaks everything up. My other favorite quote
was "well, God and Jesus will never criticize you because they made you
exactly how they wanted to, you are perfect!" True. Right out of the
mouth of a 13 year old. At the end of the lesson she kept talking about
baptism and asking questions, and was prettymuch begging to be baptized.
So we invited her and she set a date for the end of this month! I love
this girl and am so excited to teach her! </div>
<div>
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<div>
At the end of the lesson we got to call President Keyes
and tell him that Meredith accepted the invitation to be baptized. Just
that morning at Mission Leadership Council he had told us that he
wanted us to call everytime someone accepts the invitation. We were the
first to call and he was SO excited. I haven't ever heard President so
excited about anything. He was laughing and so happy. It was great. It
really made me reflect on how important this step is in my dear friends'
progression. If President Keyes was so excited, how much more excited
would our Heavenly Father be? He is up there so stoked because one of
his children is one step closer to returning home. It changed the way I
viewed the work that I am doing. </div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
And if this week couldn't get any better we had an
awesome lesson with Michael, he is the miracle man who came to the
temple because he wanted to start coming back to church. During our lesson
he said "when I walked into the temple there were two men dressed in
white, they were like angels. They gave me a Book of Mormon and a
prayer. And then, a few days later you two were on my doorstep. I
couldn't see you because it was dark, but I knew who you were, you were
angels." ahhh... melt my heart. That made my day. He is amazing. He
shares the gospel with everyone, and keeps his Book of Mormon on his
desk. We taught him the Plan of Salvation <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_808081635" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>.
I LOVE the Plan of Salvation. It was by far the best Lesson 2 I have
ever taught. We went through step by step with my Elementary-ed style
cut outs and taught and testified of love of our Father in Heaven and
the beautiful plan he has, not just for some of us, but for ALL of his
children. I am amazed by this plan. It is perfect. Absolutely perfect,
no one is lost. Everyone has an opportunity to live and learn and feel
the peace that the gospel of Jesus Christ brings, because God wants ALL
of us, every one of us, to make it back to him. I love that. I'm
sitting here trying to think about how I can describe how amazing this
lesson was, but I can't! There is no greater feeling than to teach
someone true principles of the restored gospel. To teach by the Spirit of God,
so that you know that they know that what you are teaching is true. It
is amazing. It's moments like this, teaching the perfect plan of
salvation lesson and teaching Tracy about the steps of faith-- with her
marking her scriptures and eating it up-- that make all of those
awkward, tired, miserable moments of a mission worth it. I will never
have this opportunity again. I am so grateful for it. AHHH. I just love
it. I love being a missionary! </div>
Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-75207197651973694892013-09-09T18:53:00.000-07:002013-09-14T18:54:32.651-07:00Formula for Faith.<div>
Ok. We had the best Book of Mormon study with Tracy this week.
Every morning we do our studies and prep for the day. This was prepped
just for Tracy, me, and everyone and I learned it during my spirit
filled studies. The best. I love studies. So here are my notes and
insights....</div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
Alma 32-- I am obsessed with this chapter. </div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
It
starts with a group of people who are down on their luck. They have
been kicked out of the synagogues because of their poverty, but this
made them humble. So Alma, one of my favorite missionaries, comes in and
teaches them all about faith. </div>
<div>
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<div>
So... here we go. The formula for faith:</div>
<div>
Step 1: Verse 22-- BELIEVE. That's all we have to do is have a desire to believe.</div>
<div>
Step
2: Verse 27-- Exercise a particle of faith-- DO SOMETHING. You can't
just sit there and hope that that belief will grow, anymore than you can
sit on the couch and hope that your waistline will shrink. It won't.
Faith is the same. We have to act upon it. </div>
<div>
Step 3: Verse 28-- GIVE IT GROWING TIME-- don't cast it out. We
have to allow it time before we can see results. I never became a runner
because I never kept running... faith is the same. We have to keep
faithing it up before we can see results and have it become easier. </div>
<div>
Step 4: Verse 28-- JUDGE-- is that belief leading you to good? Is
it growing? Can you feel the spirit within you? Do you feel more peace,
more love, more joy? Then it is is <u>good</u>. </div>
<div>
Step 5: Verse
37-- NOURISH the TREE. We have to keep taking care of it so it can grow
and the roots can become deep. The tiny sapling won't yield fruit, but
eventually after time and treatment it will. </div>
<div>
Step 6: Verse 41-- HAVE PATIENCE, DILIGENCE, and HOPE. Continue to
endure. Develop those Christ-like attributes and enjoy the fruits of
faith. </div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
All of this leads to the ulitmate fruit:
"By and by ye shall pluck of the fruit which is sweet above all that is
sweet, and which is white above all that is white, yea, and pure above
all that is pure; and ye shall feast upon this fruit even until ye are
filled, that ye hunger not, neither shall ye thirst."</div>
<div>
</div>
<div>
I think all of us have many faith trees being grown-- I
feel like in some areas my faith is really strong, and in others I
could use a little more growth. So pick something to grow and go and do
it. The key is really effort, work, diligence, and faith. </div>
<div>
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Sister Lauren Callhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14839117542978526163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313045751597291860.post-87807153336730895772013-09-02T17:07:00.001-07:002013-10-20T20:56:51.930-07:00Melba was Baptized and Other End of Summer Miracles!Holy cow. This week was crazy.
Ok. That phrase "holy cow" is actually really strange... I'm going to
try to eliminate that from my vocabulary. Anyway. It doesn't change the
fact that this week was nuts. <br />
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So I suppose we will start with the end of the week! Melba was
baptized!!! Yay!!!! To be honest I was kind of holding my breath a
little bit. We had a lot of things we needed to teach her and things
kept getting thrown in the way. Trailer park drama, and she had a huge
family emergency <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_132637865" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Thursday</span></span>
that we were afraid would derail everything, but it didn't. I love
Melba because she was like "I am getting baptized, nothing is going to
stop me." She was so excited. My angel companion, Sister White, had to
teach tithing, Sabbath day, and the ten commandments the hour before the
interview by herself because I was at a leadership conference for all
the mission leaders. So basically this little paragraph can't really
describe how stressful it was to arrange interviews and schedules and
try to figure out when to teach everything so that <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_132637866" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span> could go smoothly. Let's just say Sister White's 4.5 pound bag of candy corn is not 4.5 pounds anymore.<br />
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But <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_132637867" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">Saturday</span></span>
came and it was perfect. Melba's baptism was completely perfect. Melba
came, all dressed in white. White pants, white shirt, white furry collar
necklace... it was so classic Melba. We love her so much. Her husband
came and her son and some of the Smallwood family, including Tracy who
we are also teaching. It was a miracle because we weren't sure if any of
those people were going to come and they did! We had a lot of great
support from the ward as well. It was amazing. The spirit was there and
Melba was so happy. My very favorite thing is to get to see someone
right after they are baptized and to ask them how they feel. Melba said
she felt like "a huge load of garbage had been taken away." Ah! I love
that! It's amazing. She also said "I feel pure in here" pointing to her heart.<br />
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It has been absolutely amazing to watch her grow and
progress. She has always had a desire to follow Jesus Christ but now
she knows how to really do that. I have seen a marked difference in who
she is... her happiness and the peace that she feels in life. It is
amazing. This is REAL! The atonement is real! I love it! <br />
<br />
I have been so grateful this week for all of the amazing
people that I have met on my mission. It is amazing to come into a new
area-- knowing no one, and within a month have met people that I love
dearly and will be friends with forever. <br />
<br />
I hit my year mark this week. We did some crazy stuff... not
really but Sister Wilson and I came out together so we did have some
talks about the "good ol' days" in the MTC. I was freaking out about the
fact that I have been a missionary for one year. I will spare the
sentimental reflections this week because this week was so crazy and I
didn't even really get a chance to sentimentally reflect. <br />
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I know this entry is 100 years long. August has been such a great month! Here is on last end of August miracle. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_132637868" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Sunday</span></span>,
as a mission, we fasted for a finding fall, to find those that have
been prepared to accept the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. I was
personally so excited about this fast because I know that miracles will
happen. President Keyes has us do these fasts when it is time for
miracles, they always come. So we fasted. The very evening after
finishing our fast we went to visit an older couple in our ward whose
grandchildren have come to live with them. Only Meredith was home and so
we had a great time visiting with her. She is adorable, and hilarious,
as most 13 year olds are. We are in the beginning of our conversation
and she is just like "oh, I want to get baptized! I keep going back and
forth about it but I really think I want to but I don't even really know
anything about the Church of Mormon." So there you go. She is awesome
and so excited to build her faith and "nourish her tree." Talk about the
perfect end of August miracle! We are so blessed. So so blessed. <br />
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That's all I have left until I hit my one year mark. BAHHHH. That's how I feel about that.<br />
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It freaks me out that I've been out here this long
because it feels like haven't been out here at all/been out here for
forever/can't imagine not being a missionary/feels like I still don't
know what to say when I knock on a door... that might never change.
There are lots of conflicting feelings about this.<br />
Overall though I am
very grateful that I've been able to spend a year in the service of my
Heavenly Father and my Savior, Jesus Christ. Also I'm surprised by how much I don't miss In-N-Out
and my iphone and instragram. Chick-Fil-A has a special place in my
heart as my Missouri fast food obsession... although Sister White won't
let me go once a week anymore.<br />
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What really freaks me out is the fact that my freshman year at BYU was 6 years ago and now Maryn, my little baby
sister that I remember being born, just started her freshman year at BYU! WHAT?! I'm still 17...
at the very oldest 19. So basicaly this week has put me into quarter
life crisis mode.<br />
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This week has been A-MAZING. Seriously seriously.
Basically I am getting frustrated with myself because I can't put into
words how awesome this week was. So know that what I write below is my
sad attempt to illustrate how amazing life it. Too bad I don't have the
writing skills of Alex Thomas (ehem.. I mean Sandvik) and Jordyn Canady.
If I could have it my way these posts would make people laugh and cry
all at the same time. Instead I've taken to coming up with dumb bible
jokes.... More on those next week-If I remember them! I'm going to be so
awkward come February.<br />
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First of all we didn't get transferred. All the sisters
at the jail are staying. We made history! This is the first time during
President Keyes's time here that everyone has stayed at the jail...
maybe even in the history of the Liberty Jail visitors center. So. That's a miracle.<br />
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Melba is getting baptized <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_667874625" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">on Saturday</span></span>
and this week has been filled with powerhouse lessons with her. She has
been going strong with the Word of Wisdom, which is a total miracle. <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_667874626" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">On Monday</span></span>
we went to the Visitors' Center in Independence. It was so nice to go back to my old
stomping grounds and show her around. I love the VC because of the peace
that is there. Melba felt it and she did not want to leave... at all.
She has so much faith and has really begun to see the blessings of the
gospel in her life. Kind of a bummer that we couldn't stay there all
night... it was so peaceful and wonderful.<br />
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we took Melba to the Liberty Jail and taught about prophets. It was
awesome. She soaks everything in and loves it. We showed Melba the
Liberty Jail and played the narrations. She loved it and really gained a
respect for Joseph Smith. At the end of the lesson we invited Melba to
offer a kneeling prayer right there at the ledge of the Liberty Jail. We
invited her to ask if Joseph Smith really was a prophet and if we
really have a prophet today. She did. She offered one of the most
heartfelt prayers, because Melba already believes, she has such real
intent to receive the answers to her prayers. She has such trust in her Heavenly Father.
After her prayer, we were standing there taking it all in. She said, "My heart
feels like it has something hard in it and tight..." and I said, "Melba,
that's the Spirit." She described the warm, burning feeling she had and I
was able to help her recognize that that is the Spirit of God. That was
her answer to the prayer she had offered not even a minute before. It
was SO AMAZING to see that process happen. She didn't know how it felt
to feel the Spirit in that way, she had never felt it before. It wasn't
contrived because it was REAL. She really had the Holy Ghost witness to her
that these things are true. It was so amazing, and such a testimony to
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