Week 44 - "It wasn't the worst."

Hi everyone!

Last week was a crazy week! But a good week! But a hard week! And I shall tell you all about it!

Monday! We ran out of gas on the highway, bought some Ben & Jerry's, and had dinner with the Rs. They got me barbecue chicken pizza and cheesecake, mainly because they're the best ever in the whole world. I love that family. SO cute. There will be pictures of the festivities. And then we went to see our investigators. They are progressing! Which is so great! They gave us tiny pumpkin pies and I survived their house even though they have a lot of cats that I'm super allergic to. After that we went to ward coordination at the As and they surprised me with a cake. Basically they are the cutest family ever and represent all the goals for my future because THEY ARE SO CUTE. <3

Tuesday we went to DDM and had the leftover birthday cake. The elders' ward mission leader came and talked to us and gave us some ideas for uniting members and missionaries. After that, we went to see Dr. B who is a chiropractor and a member of the ward. He specializes in upper cervical adjustments, so the top two bones of the spine. When they're out of line it can affect your brain and stuff. So he uh, like, fixed that or something. I don't really feel that much different. But I guess it is still good to do. After that, we went to the rest home by ourselves because the elders had to conduct a baptismal interview. It was less fun than it normally is because usually the elders are the comic relief. But it was still good and I'm still glad we went because those people clearly need some big help.

Wednesday we had a day of finding. Sister H, the RS president, and her daughter came out with us. It was fun! Sister H is super hilarious so it was awesome. She was great for the people we visited. We also had Book of Mormon class that night, which Sister Graves taught all by herself and it was so good! I was so proud :) And we had meant to give the zone leaders the rest of the leftover birthday cake that night but the problem is we left it in the kitchen during young mens so long story short it was all gone by the time we went to go get it for them. So that was really sad and we are now going to have to make a pumpkin pie for them because we feel bad. LOL not really, but we are going to make them pumpkin pie because they are AWESOME and they deserve it. (Another side note -- anyone know a good pumpkin pie recipe? Good being a relative term, because pumpkin pie is nasty.) Also, that day I practiced my special musical number with Sister S. It was really fun. (Sorry, no recording this time, but everyone said it was really good. I did Abide With Me. Also, Brother F's dad is dying and he asked me if I would sing it at his funeral. So, maybe I'll get it recorded some other time.)

Thursday we went and demolished Brother Ws deck. It was tons of fun! We had a blast. Brother Ws is ex-military and pretty much my favorite redneck ever. 

Birthday dress

Sweet note members left her

Cute plates they ate her birthday pizza

Mini pumpkin pie

A birthday cake a family made her for her birthday

Gnome look

After that we went to L to see K, who is the Bob Jones graduate, and help her clean up a bunch of stuff from the baby shower they just had. The problem is, they have 4 cats and I AM SO ALLERGIC TO ALL OF THEM AND I DIDN'T KNOW SO I DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING so the rest of the day was a struggle and I suffered. That night we met a new potential investigator. Hopefully we get to see him again soon.

Friday we were just kind of all over the place. I don't really remember lots of what happened. I do remember we saw this less active who is easily the cutest human on the planet Earth. He is so adorable. Seriously. I love that guy. He's like, this big angry-looking fellow with a beard but he talks like a gentle Sasquatch. Really that's the only way I can describe his voice. And he might be Canadian? I don't remember... but he has a cute lil accent and he's just super nice. Like, so nice you're like, "Are people actually this nice?" And it never even crosses the creepy line, because he's just...the nicest person. Ever. Literally. So nice. We also tried to plan for the coming week but that went horribly because we ran out of time.

Saturday we went to a huge stake RS event called the humanitarian fair. Basically what it was was all the RS sisters in the stake came to the stake center. When we got there, there were a bunch of signup sheets for activities we could do, both at the stake center and out in the community, until 12:30. I was semi-dying because of the Thursday cat incident still, which made it really difficult when they asked us to go sing at a nursing home. But it was still fun and singing for old people is really actually becoming my passion in life because I do it ALL THE TIME. (There are like, an astonishing amount of old people in South Carolina.) Then we went home and tried to weekly plan again but again ran out of time. And then we went to a lesson. We haven't passed him off to YSA yet, but it's coming. We even warned him. Also we read the Book of Mormon with them. G has been reading. T finds it a little more difficult because the language isn't what he's used to at all. But it's still good.

Yesterday I sang in church! Again, sorry. No recording. But it was pretty good, I think. They have already asked me to do a musical number for a missionary fireside the 14th of November so I guess they all were pleased. The subject of this email was what Brother A said to me after all of everyone else told me I did good. It was just really funny. He is a funny guy.

Well, that is about it for this week. I had a couple hard days, and then I realized I was complicating everything. So don't do that and just live the dang gospel! (maybe minus the dang part because that's a lil bit irreverent...)

I love my life! I love being a missionary! I love being 20! (so far!)

Don't let the muggles get you down!

All my love,

Sister Pew

Week 43 - PSA EVERYONE GET GAS IN YOUR CARS 😁😁😁

Hello from America's favorite 20 year old. 

Right now we're sitting on the side of highway 26 waiting for a member to come get us. Our car ran out of gas. Happy birthday to me. *facepalm*

Anyway, the missionary week was good, but kinda slow. We had exchanges and that was fun. I went to Spartanburg and got pumpkin cheesecake. It was great. The STLs came to MMA with us and that was fun. I tried Mexican food that I actually liked and it was incredible - I even wrote about it in my journal and titled it "The Mexican Food Renaissance". It was from a place called Papas & Beer and the owner is named M. We met him at the international festival and he thinks we're legit angels. He's the greatest. We referred him to the Spanish elders.  Another highlight is that we taught a new investigator named T but he's totally a YSA so. Tough. We just get to give our investigators away to elders. :(

Yesterday I had a little bit of a mental breakdown because I'm officially done with being a teenager. I've been around the sun 20 whole times. What the heck. 

So to keep myself happy instead of dwelling on my imminent mortality or something dramatic like that, I've decided to make a detailed list of 20 things I'm grateful for! (It might be more than 20. Don't judge.)

1. My parents. You guys, I'm serious. If you don't know them, you are missing out. My mother is the most committed disciple of Christ I have ever met in my life. I want to be her when I grow up. And my dad is just the cutest goofiest dude ever and he has the best heart. I legit cry about how much I love them. They are the best parents.

2. My siblings. 1: Taran & Lisa (and unborn baby child), AKA Pocahontas and John Smith (you all think Taran is John Smith but you're wrong, he's totally Pocahontas). They are hilarious and the best. I love them a lot. Taran is the official winner for most emails read aloud to companions because they are all super duper entertaining. Lisa wins the award for most happiest ever because she literally is not ever sad ever. I don't even know how that happens. And they are also giving me a nephew! Hoorah! 2: Timo & Megan. They just got married in May and they are the cutest people that ever lived. Megan is so funny and I knew before I left that she would fit right into our family. I appreciate her sharing her spiritual experiences with me, especially the ones from the temple. Timo is a very thoughtful person and also freaking hilarious. He is also a good photographer and mainly is really dedicated to the gospel which is great. 3: Izak. Izak is the sweetest person. He cares a whole lot about everyone and wants to make sure they're all doing okay. He also says REALLY FUNNY THINGS and overall we just get along really well. Like, so well we'd probably be friends even if we weren't siblings. So that's really cool. Also, he is really great with little kids and tries to learn everyone's names in all his classes at school. Nobody gives him enough credit for the hard work he puts in. He is a serious winner and he can do anything he puts his mind to. 4: Micah. Micah actually writes me every week even though he is a teenager. So he is inheriting everything I own if I die on my mission. CONGRATULATIONS! But really, I appreciate Micah's desire to do the right thing. It's very mature for his age. He is doing a great job supporting things at home. Also, he's just really funny. (Are we sensing a theme here?) Also his majestic flowing mane of hair is really something to be proud of. 5: Zane. Zane is a passionate, fiery little guy (little as in he's totally taller than me and his voice has dropped like 9 octaves since I left on my mission). I am grateful that he likes to enjoy the magic of things and also that he's totally down to watch Fantastic Beasts with me 500 times when I get home. (Right?) Also, he has cute freckles And again. Super funny. But in the most random, crazy way ever. 6: Gwen. Gwen has been my sanity ever since she was born 11 years ago. Also, the reason I know how to do hair. Also, basically my inspiration in life. I have never met anyone who loves dragons as much as her. She also is very naturally giving and shares anything she can. Also, she likes to snuggle and spend time with me, which is always a plus. Also, she's...funny. Like, really funny.

3. The Gibbons family. Since the 5th grade, the Gibbons household has been my second home. Tiffany is more like a part of my soul than a best friend. She is the sweetest, most selfless, bravest girl out there. She has been with me through thick and thin. I can count on her. And her family has been so accepting and welcoming to me. They are such blessings in my life and I am so, so grateful for them.

4. The Rice family. Andrew and Abi may have been what started my friendship with the rest of the Rice family, but they have loved me more than I ever thought anyone could. They helped me through some of the toughest years. I'm sure I wouldn't be where I am without them. Also, Andrew and Abi are both doing GREAT things on their missions and I am so proud of them and so honored to be working in the vineyard alongside those two spiritual giants.

5. Garrett Broekhuijsen. Garrett is one of the kindest, most intelligent humans I've ever met. There is almost nothing he wouldn't do to help another person. The coolest thing about Garrett is he helped me see myself clearly. We're like sisters. It's the best.

6. Conner Quiring. Even when our paths go different directions, I know Conner is always there for me. He's definitely my bro. Forever. Maybe even 5ever.

7. Colin Jorgensen. He's always real with me and I love that. He also has probably changed the most out of everyone I knew in high school, in a good way. Also maybe one of the smartest people I know. And hilarious.

8. All of my seminary and institute teachers. I am mostly just super grateful for the excitement they have for the gospel and how they made me excited to be a missionary. Thank you to all you gospel teachers out there! Your enthusiasm and love for the Lord is inspirational.

9. My MTC companions, Sister Laura Janke and Sister Tiffany Cordon. They cried with me, laughed with me, and made the MTC one of the very best experiences of my life. I will be forever grateful for them. They always have a special place in my heart.

10. Sister Kaylee Elizabeth Hansen who is soon to be Kaylee Elizabeth Pratt. (Weird.) She taught me how to be a missionary! HARD! Especially because I thought I already knew how to be a missionary! She handled me so well and with lots of laughter. She is very talented (especially at ping pong) and she has such a good relationship with God. She was the hardest working missionary I ever met, and she's going to be the most beautiful bride! Payton is a lucky man :)

11. Sister Jessica Noel Goettsche. Sister Goettsche is the most loving human being you will ever meet in your whole life. Holy Hannah. She wins all the awards. Sister Goettsche taught me that with God on my side, I can change lives. She also taught me that there are more important things than numbers, that people really matter, that everyone has a purpose and that everyone deserves to be respected and loved. I came away from our companionship a much kinder, much more loving person. I can't thank her enough for all she did for me, and for all the sacrifices she makes for the Lord. Straight up she is such an amazing missionary.

12. Sister Sierra Nicole Julander. I heartily protest that I only got one transfer with this beautiful woman. I am serious you guys. I don't think I have ever laughed harder in my whole life than that one transfer. She is the most ridiculous person I know in the very best way. Never play volleyball with her. It's hopeless. I promise. She also is just very organized and for some reason she just really liked me a lot which made me feel special.

13. Sister Clara Rae Kniffen. Sister Kniffen is a special person. She has more love in her heart than most people have. She doesn't make excuses and she loves to laugh. She is stable and trustworthy and selfless and giving and I learned so, so much from our 5 weeks together.

14. Sister Damitu Wesley Haws. Sister Haws and I were like actual siblings. She taught me how to take risks, how to laugh at myself, and how to make things work for me even if everything is going wrong. Also, she supported me through some serious emotional trauma and knows me better than nearly anyone on planet earth. She is so strong and hard working and knows how to just get things done. And she also is so selfless. It doesn't matter what's going on with her personally; she puts it all on hold to help others. She is amazing.

15. Sister Kyla Rae Graves. OH MY GOSH. It's only been 3ish weeks but she is so easygoing and kind. She loves the Lord so much. She is a great support, and she makes me laugh.

16. The Blythewood ward. Even though it wasn't a long stay, it was a good stay. I love the people there.

17. The Moncks Corner ward. Those 7.5 months changed my heart and soul. Especially those sweet ward members who were endlessly willing to help and uplift us missionaries. I am so grateful for all the rides we were given, all the advice that was shared, all the knowledge imparted, and for all the love that they gave. Truly, the Moncks Corner ward is the promised land.

18. My current area. Again, it hasn't been very long, but I am captivated by this place. It is perfect for me to be here right now. I can't explain it at all. But it's true.

19. The Book of Mormon. Because of the Book of Mormon, I am learning to be more like the Savior. I'm serious, the Book of Mormon can help and uplift you if you read it looking for a bright spot of light. It has amazing power to transform your life.

20. The Atonement of Jesus Christ. I am grateful for the Father who willingly gave His Son, the Son who willingly gave His life, and for the peace this gift brings to me. Because of my many imperfections, this is the best birthday present I have, and I get to use it literally every day. It is a precious precious thing. I am so, so grateful for it.

*21. ANY REALLY IMPORTANT PEOPLE I FORGOT I AM SO SORRY IF YOU AREN'T ON THIS LIST AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU SHOULD BE. Amazing uncles and aunts and cousins and grandparents are all included in this number. THANK YOU FOR BEING THE GREATEST DON'T BE OFFENDED I LOVE YOU OKAY BYE

Everyone, I love being a missionary. It's my favorite thing.

Don't let the muggles get you down!

All my love,

*20 Year Old Sister Pew*

Oh ALLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOO

22. Any other friends who have changed my life anyone who was involved with LPHS drama and chamber choir because you're all beautiful humans who deserve to be recognized and I am sorry I don't have time in this brief email to delineate your many marvelous qualities.

Week 42 - ¡Jesús es mi luz!

Hello all! This week was crazy. Like extra a lot crazy. Oh man.

I believe I wrote about Monday last week, so we can start with Tuesday. Which was the day the mission drastically changed. Like, so much. For starters, as many of you are aware, we have become a Facebook mission. I kind of like it and kind of don't. It's nice to be able to use another tool to help with missionary work and it's really convenient for us to stay in contact with the people we know here, but I DONT NEED TO SEE THE POLITICS OR THE NEWS OR EVERYONES FREAKING WEDDING PICTURES (although all y'all do look great). I am allowed to talk to you directly if you have any missionary stuff to tell me, like if you read a cool scripture you want me to share or whatnot. So shoot me a message, share conference talks with me, and help us here in SC to turn Facebook into the flood of inspiration and positivity that it was created to be.  We were also informed that we are one of 12 missions selected to be the piloters of a new finding program. We don't know the details, but I will keep you informed on how it works as additional information becomes available. AND our area book app updated and everything is so weird. You guys, just when I thought I was getting the hang of all this organizational stuff, they throw this in here. This isn't even the first time. Remember the schedule change like a month into my mission? I swear the missionary department of the Church just hates me. (Definitely a joke. They're too nice.) That night we went to the church to set up our Facebook accounts, but we ended up running into one of the YSA elders' recent converts, so we just talked to him until like 8. (Side note - one of the YSA elders is Elder Spencer Thomas, formerly of some mission in Kenya or something, but he's been reassigned here. Remember the LDS Face2Face with Elder Bednar? Elder Thomas was one of the youth hosts for that one, along with my friend Abby. Go watch it!) Then we went out finding. It was great. We stayed out until 9pm and it was dark and sketch. Awesome.

Wednesday we actually set up our Facebook accounts and that was weird. We also went finding a lot and had Book of Mormon class. Luckily the Rs were there so we were able to actually have class. Also, we had ward coordination with Brother A and I am convinced that he is the funniest person ever. We told him about all the new stuff.

Thursday we had MMA in the morning and then we went over to see D We mainly just talked to him this time instead of arguing. We also met this cute old guy trying to find a former investigator. He was out in his wheelchair on his driveway and we stopped and had a nice chat with him about God and happiness. Hopefully we'll be getting back there soon.

Friday we went out with Sister F to a place called Strawberry Hill, which I swear is the cutest place ever in the whole world. I think I need to move there. It's basically a ginormous farm. We went to visit a shut-in member. She was sweet and a little Pentecostal which is actually probably my favorite thing. So much evangelical zeal. She recently had surgery and basically told all her doctors and nurses that the second coming is near and they need to shape up. Afterwards, though, was less fun. Since our area book app updated itself WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE so we had to figure that out, and then I started feeling really nauseous all of a sudden right before we had to go to a lesson with J. We nearly cancelled except then a thought popped into my head: "This is Satan. Satan doesn't want you to go teach J." So I was like, "Whatever Satan" and we went anyway. Miracles? When we got to him, all nausea disappeared. God is real, folks. And during J's lesson (at his gym) one of the students' moms came in and started talking with us...turns out she's a less active that we didn't even have on record! So definitely Satan was trying to keep us from seeing J and meeting her as well. He's the worst guy.

Saturday we were able to attend the International Festival of Spartanburg. It's where a bunch of people get together and sell foods from other countries and have booths that explain the demographics and stuff (which is totally right up my alley because I love travel and other cultures so I was dying). I had this really cool experience where I was talking to a Chinese lady about China and she just all of a sudden really searched me. Like, she looked deeply into my eyes and saw my soul. My companion was leaving, but I smiled at her, thanked her, and told her I hoped to make it to China someday. I hope that even though my time with her was very limited, she'll remember how she felt when she looked into my eyes and saw the Light of Christ and felt the Spirit of the Lord. It was special. ALSO THE FEATURED COUNTRY THIS YEAR WAS FINLAND SO SHOUTOUT TO DADDYKINS

Sunday was fast and testimony meeting, so I bore my testimony. All the lessons were on Family History and I felt pretty roasted because I have limited desire to do genealogy at this point. The teachers were basically like, "do you want to explain to your ancestors why they couldn't be baptized sooner?" And I was like, "No. I don't want to do that." So, remind me. That's like, the first thing on my list of things to do when I get home.

Well, today was also fun. We went to the zoo because it was Sister J's birthday (she is one of our STLs). We had lots of fun and went to Sticky Fingers in downtown Greenville, which is super cute and I like it a lot.

Also, speaking of birthdays. I turn twenty next P-Day, which is SO not okay. But you can't stop it. So...yeah. But anyway. For my birthday, I would like each of you to do 20 acts of service in the next week. And then tell me all about it. They don't gotta be big, and I'll do it too. But that's what you can do for me on my birthday, is serve God.

Also if you have any fun Facebook post ideas that are spiritual in nature, please let me know! 

I just absolutely love being a missionary. I have found a fullness of joy.

Never forget how loved you are.

And don't let the muggles get you down!

All my love,

Sister Pew

This actual from the week before, I forgot to post. We didn't get any photos this week so just as well. They are watching General Conference at a members' home.

Week 41 - "Bedtimes are of God."

Hi everyone!

Life just keeps getting better. I'm telling you, I love where I am. It is theeee funnest. So fun. All the fun. I was kinda worried about going to the upstate because in Greenville (which isn't far from where I am) there is a college called Bob Jones which has a very large collection of anti-Mormon material on display and Bob Jones graduates tend to really hate us. But so far everyone I've met is just the sweetest human and I love it here. Also, Sister Graves is the greatest. It was she who said the quote that is today's subject line. It was hilarious. She is just so easy to get along with and we are already the best of friends.

Last Monday we didn't do much but today we may or may not have accidentally ended up in North Carolina...awkward. But it was really fun!!! We went to a little town called Landrum. It reminded me of Cedar City. We found the absolute best antique store ever. It was so awesome.

Tuesday was awesome. We had our first DDM and I got to meet los elderes de espanol, Elders P (district leader sir), H and C. H and C are verdes. They've been out 1.25 transfers. Elder P was in Charleston at the same time as me for awhile. Anyway. It was a really good DDM and Elder P had us all bear testimony of the Book of Mormon. I freaking love that book. It is the best book. Then we went and taught this cute lady named S who was basically like, "well you never know until you try so I guess I'll just have to read the ENTIRE BOOK OF MORMON AND PRAY ABOUT IT" Well, maybe she didn't say those exact words...but almost. Then we met the elders at an old folks home and sang. I had to play the piano. I have been practicing like a madwoman. Children. Practice your piano. YOU NEVER KNOW. That night we went back to see the A family and E was barfing all over everything so we called Brother R who lives down the street and is the father of J our MMA teacher so that he could give them a blessing. Ds medication has been making her crazy lately, so she wanted one too.(Side note, Brother R totally looks like Richard from Tommy Boy.) Also, Brother R's brothers-in-law just happened to be there and that was a miracle. The blessings were both given by Brother R and it was incredible how much peace was in that home after he finished. #miracles.

Wednesday we did service at a soup kitchen. Also, the zone leaders were nice enough to bring me 2 packages! Which was awesome. And also 2 letters! Which was also awesome. And also a phone! Which was awesomest. Also, we got to learn about the temple with the youths.

Thursday we went and did service at a farm with Brother W, Sister R, and Sister R's atheist son D whom we are kind of teaching. Also, I briefly stepped in a small anthill, but I got theeeeeeeeee worst ant bite ever. Seriously it itched for dayyyyys. After service we taught D. We emphasized testifying. That works best, usually.

The next day we met this really cool guy named E who said we could totally come back and teach him. We were trying to find a less active and we knocked on the house it said he lived at and nobody answered. As we were pulling out of the driveway, a car pulled into the driveway. We immediately got out and asked him if he was our MIA less active friend and he was NOT but he was super duper nice. And get this. He saw me and pointed and the first thing that came out of his mouth was, "You look super familiar." And I was literally about to say the exact same thing. He is really cool. We like him. He thought we were Jehovah's Witnesses but was still super awesome and then when he found out we were Mormons instead he was even MORE awesome. Apparently his mother is a convert to the Church in Colombia. After that, Sister Graves and I were both feeling like death. Hers was a stomach thing and mine was a cat thing. So we just went home and weekly planned until 6 pm when Sister R and J needed us to come over and help them decorate for J's wife K's baby shower. K happens to be a Bob Jones graduate. She used to hate us, but not anymore. She still doesn't believe what we believe, but she likes us as people now, which is good. Anyways, we decorated J's gym with ninja decorations for the "baby ninja" that's due in 5 weeks. I was all the time thinking about my SOON TO BE NEPHEW HECK YEAH but it was a good time.

Saturday we went to the baby shower for a lil bit, then studied, then got to watch General Conference. WHICH WAS SO BOSS MIGHT I ADD. For the first session, we and los elderes and the zone leaders went to the church to watch it. I did squeal when the camera pointed directly in my cute daddy's face. Props to him for not forgetting any of the words <3 and also the elders were super impressed. Also, the following account is true and I did not even make it up. Before the broadcast started, the whole district asked to see pictures of Daddy so that they could find him in the crowd, and Sister Graves sees my dad for the first time and this is what she said:

"Your dad kind of looks like Batman."

I am not joking. I am not lying. That is the first thing she said about him. Which was HILARIOUS, and so I died laughing for a good ten minutes while everyone waited patiently for me to recover, and then I had to try and explain the oldest of family jokes to them, and they all thought I was crazy, but I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO MAKE THEM UNDERSTAND HOW BEAUTIFULLY PERFECT THAT WAS. Okay, that is all. (Note from her mom: Tim has said he was Batman since Taran was 4 so 20 yrs, long story but this might help a little).

And so, we Conference'd. It was cute to watch the lil greenies trying to furiously write down every single word that proceedeth forth out of the mouth of Elder Holland. They were literally scrambling and kept being like, "he's talking too fast! I can't get it all down!" After that, I asked the aforementioned greenies to give me a blessing for my allergies (they have been killer lately). It was Elder H' first or second or something cool like that. Anyway, it was interesting -- he barely talked about allergies at all in the blessing. He mainly talked about how God loves me and is proud of me. Sometimes that's difficult to grasp. But it was sweet that Heavenly Father just wanted to tell me that. I love that guy. After first session Sister Graves and I began fasting for inspiration as to what we could do to be better missionaries and help the members to join with us as full partners in this work. We went to see G again. We were able to testify boldly to him of his divine nature and invite him to come partake of the Spirit again. I know he felt something. He didn't come to Conference like he promised, but we'll see what happens. After that, we went to Bishop's house to watch the second session and priesthood. AND HOLY COW PRIESTHOOD. It was very inspiring for me. Never in my life have I been so grateful for the precious power the priesthood is. I am so grateful for my righteous father, who has always honored his priesthood and served quietly and powerfully. I am also grateful for my righteous, priesthood-bearing brothers, who may tease and occasionally torment but who all have very good, decent hearts, and who are a constant light in my life and in the lives of my mother and sister. I also felt a considerable and exciting paradigm shift come upon me. I felt so strongly of the blessing it is to be a support in the home to a worthy, covenant-keeping priesthood holder. I felt a strong desire to uphold and inspire those priesthood elders I serve with. I felt a call to repentance for not respecting enough their sacred office and the holy work they have been called to. Men are amazing! They have a substantial work to do, and we as their complimentary counterparts are best served by lifting them up, cheering them on, and being kind, gracious, forgiving and patient with them. We have no diminished position before God because of our sacred duty to strengthen the priesthood - it is a divine assignment that I feel anxious to magnify. Think of the good we can all do if we bless and serve each other! Think of the miracles that would occur if every priesthood holder or prospective priesthood holder had someone who believed in, cared about, and prayed for him and his success! I just have lots of feelings about priesthood session, okay? It was an awesome experience for me. #ldsconf

Sunday was no less amazing. We actually had our investigator J come to the morning session. J is Jewish, so the emphasis on the Savior was like, so inspired. It's like God planned it out or something. Afterwards, we broke our fast and had lunch with J and the H family. AND THEN, we went to Bishop's house and Bishop's wife made us dinner. Conference is just so good. Later that day we were able to go and plan at Lake Bowen park and it was beautiful.

I just love the gospel and the Church so much!

To close this here email, I want to tell you a story about my mom.

The giving of scriptures to a newly baptized eight year old is a common practice in the LDS church. My family isn't the only family that does this. However, my experience with the tradition is forever ingrained into my memory. I consider it to be the most important event of my childhood.
My mother is a champion of service and love. She tried relentlessly to impress upon her children the significance of spirituality from their earliest years. We always knew the scriptures were of paramount importance to her; we always read scriptures as a family, and it was not unusual for us to stumble upon her prayerfully studying them herself as we went about our morning routine. So it was with little surprise, but admittedly a bit of excitement, that I found myself in bed, with my mother sitting at my feet, holding a pair of scriptures that said my full name, embossed in gold letters. They were beautiful. I couldn't wait to hold them.
Before handing my scriptures over, though, my mom looked me right in the eyes. She has a way of sticking it to you. She looked me in the eyes, and she said quietly, "Emily, I want you to read these every day." So impressed was I by the Spirit in all of my eight-year-old, newly confirmed glory, that I'm pretty sure I couldn't say a single word. I distinctly remember her opening the Book and pointing to a page. "It doesn't matter how much you read," she said. "You can start with a column a day. But just read them every day. Okay?" I nodded - an anticlimactic reaction to that incredible moment that, unbeknownst to me and my mother, had just marked my course for eternities.
I definitely didn't know how impactful that was at the time. But I did make a decision that day, and that decision was that I was gonna read my scriptures, dangit. I definitely haven't been perfect. I have missed a few scattered days - but those days have been remarkably few over a nearly 12-year period. That habit of scripture study, catalyzed by my mom, has been instrumental in building the framework of my testimony. Think steel beams. The scriptures are what I fall back on, what I turn to in times of trial, and how I receive personal revelation from God. That decision that I made to read my scriptures has affected my past, is affecting my present, and will affect my future and my future family. I am on a mission because I learned from the scriptures how to listen to the Spirit. I have only made it on some hard days because of the little voice that comes into my head (It usually sounds a lot like my mom): "Have you read your scriptures today?" What I am finding in the scriptures, particularly in the Book of Mormon, is the joy of discipleship and the blessings of obedience to God's laws. The most important thing, though, is the knowledge of who I am, and who God is, and how He relates to me and my life. The most important thing is the reality of Christs's Atonement and the knowledge of why He did what He did. That knowledge is changing everything about me.
So if you're a parent thinking nothing you teach your kids will ever sink in, remember my faithful mom. Over time I have come to know that, like the mothers of the stripling warriors, I have been taught by my mother that if I do not doubt, if I hold on, if I keep at it, God will deliver me. And I do not doubt my mother knows it.

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