Dear Everyone,
This week was rough, but much much better than last week. I've learned that it is much better to be open with people (aka, your companion) about the struggles you are going through. Sister Andreasen and I talk a lot. She is so patient. I'm not happy that she is going home so soon. Happy for her, though.
This week week taught Sister Vasquez almost everyday. I'm learning to listen. Again. I feel like I say that a lot. Miracles always come when I listen.
All those serving around me had a huge impact on that, especially Sister Andreasen. She has been a blessing to me. I feel like I have been taught humility and also charity and compassion this past week. And also patience with myself.
I received a few priesthood blessings that I know made all the difference. It's amazing what happened.
We had a cool experience this past week. We pulled up, parked, prayed, and the first person to walk by is an older man. "How are you doing today, sir?" Sister Andreasen asks. "Not okay." he responds quietly, and keeps walking. That took her aback and she asked why. Miguel, for that was his name, told us that he was walking to the hospital to see his mother there. We said a prayer with him, and before he turned to go, Sister Andreasen offered for us to walk with him to the hospital. On the way there we talk to him about his life, trying to uplift and encourage him. We could we can tell that something is definitely weighing on his mind. He told us that he used to have faith, but that he had been struggling with it for a while.
In the parking lot of the hospital there was an elderly woman standing there, not moving. Sister Andreasen notices her, goes over to her and we come to find out that she is having trouble standing and walking, and she is trying to get to see a doctor. We retrieve a wheelchair for her, wheel her in to the front desk, all the while Miguel waits for us. So we escort him up to his mother's room.
Magdalena is this little old lady in her 80's who only speaks Spanish, so I briefly bear my testimony in broken Spanish, we sing "I am a Child of God" in Spanish, and then Miguel tells us where he lives, and we ask if we can stop by. He said anytime. Then we had to leave to another appointment.
The next day we stopped by his house, set up another appointment for later in the day. We brought the Bishop, taught the Atonement, and he accepted a soft baptismal invite. The spirit was so strong, and I knew that he knew that Jesus Christ really is the Savior and Redeemer in that moment. You see, when we had first talked to Miguel we had asked him if he believed in Heavenly Father and in Jesus Christ. He told us that he used to have faith, but that he had been struggling with it for a while.
It's amazing to me how much Heavenly Father loves us. I got to bear my testimony yesterday to someone who was struggling with losing loved ones. I can see how Heavenly Father has used these past two weeks to prepare me so that I could understand and have compassion for Miguel and also for Sister Vasquez, who we have also been teaching. This experience has helped me open up, humble myself, and rely upon the Savior and also to trust those around me. It has taught me that Jesus Christ really is there for me too, even when I think I'm strong enough and can "do it on my own." The Savior cares about every aspect of my life.
Sister Afoa and Sister Belnap are awesome. I went on exchanges with Sister Belnap last week, and she is doing really well, and has a strong desire to serve with all her heart, might, mind, and strength. She is very bold in bearing her testimony. She is working hard. Sister Andreasen is such a help to me. I know that I needed her as a companion. She has taught me a lot about who I am to Heavenly Father and to the Savior.
I've thought a lot this past week. I've changed a lot the past couple weeks. I see myself different, the world different, and also missionary work different.
We ate dinner with the Bishop last night, and I shared a message about the Savior in 3 Nephi 11:11-14. I cried a little bit, but it's amazing. The moment I started sharing my testimony of the Savior, I felt peace and strength come in and I stopped crying, and only leaked a little bit. Then the Bishop came with us to Miguel's lesson.
I know that the Savior has the power to heal. We don't fully understand, but we don't have to. He understands us and loves us and wants to help us. That is all that matters.
I love you all. I know the Church is true. I know that the Savior loves all of you. He cares about us so very much. He loves us.
I know it.
Keep praying, keep listening, keep going.
It's all in the enduring to the end.
Sister Darby Eleyce Miller
P.S. Love you family. Thanks for all the support. It means so much.
This week was rough, but much much better than last week. I've learned that it is much better to be open with people (aka, your companion) about the struggles you are going through. Sister Andreasen and I talk a lot. She is so patient. I'm not happy that she is going home so soon. Happy for her, though.
This week week taught Sister Vasquez almost everyday. I'm learning to listen. Again. I feel like I say that a lot. Miracles always come when I listen.
All those serving around me had a huge impact on that, especially Sister Andreasen. She has been a blessing to me. I feel like I have been taught humility and also charity and compassion this past week. And also patience with myself.
I received a few priesthood blessings that I know made all the difference. It's amazing what happened.
We had a cool experience this past week. We pulled up, parked, prayed, and the first person to walk by is an older man. "How are you doing today, sir?" Sister Andreasen asks. "Not okay." he responds quietly, and keeps walking. That took her aback and she asked why. Miguel, for that was his name, told us that he was walking to the hospital to see his mother there. We said a prayer with him, and before he turned to go, Sister Andreasen offered for us to walk with him to the hospital. On the way there we talk to him about his life, trying to uplift and encourage him. We could we can tell that something is definitely weighing on his mind. He told us that he used to have faith, but that he had been struggling with it for a while.
In the parking lot of the hospital there was an elderly woman standing there, not moving. Sister Andreasen notices her, goes over to her and we come to find out that she is having trouble standing and walking, and she is trying to get to see a doctor. We retrieve a wheelchair for her, wheel her in to the front desk, all the while Miguel waits for us. So we escort him up to his mother's room.
Magdalena is this little old lady in her 80's who only speaks Spanish, so I briefly bear my testimony in broken Spanish, we sing "I am a Child of God" in Spanish, and then Miguel tells us where he lives, and we ask if we can stop by. He said anytime. Then we had to leave to another appointment.
The next day we stopped by his house, set up another appointment for later in the day. We brought the Bishop, taught the Atonement, and he accepted a soft baptismal invite. The spirit was so strong, and I knew that he knew that Jesus Christ really is the Savior and Redeemer in that moment. You see, when we had first talked to Miguel we had asked him if he believed in Heavenly Father and in Jesus Christ. He told us that he used to have faith, but that he had been struggling with it for a while.
It's amazing to me how much Heavenly Father loves us. I got to bear my testimony yesterday to someone who was struggling with losing loved ones. I can see how Heavenly Father has used these past two weeks to prepare me so that I could understand and have compassion for Miguel and also for Sister Vasquez, who we have also been teaching. This experience has helped me open up, humble myself, and rely upon the Savior and also to trust those around me. It has taught me that Jesus Christ really is there for me too, even when I think I'm strong enough and can "do it on my own." The Savior cares about every aspect of my life.
Sister Afoa and Sister Belnap are awesome. I went on exchanges with Sister Belnap last week, and she is doing really well, and has a strong desire to serve with all her heart, might, mind, and strength. She is very bold in bearing her testimony. She is working hard. Sister Andreasen is such a help to me. I know that I needed her as a companion. She has taught me a lot about who I am to Heavenly Father and to the Savior.
I've thought a lot this past week. I've changed a lot the past couple weeks. I see myself different, the world different, and also missionary work different.
We ate dinner with the Bishop last night, and I shared a message about the Savior in 3 Nephi 11:11-14. I cried a little bit, but it's amazing. The moment I started sharing my testimony of the Savior, I felt peace and strength come in and I stopped crying, and only leaked a little bit. Then the Bishop came with us to Miguel's lesson.
I know that the Savior has the power to heal. We don't fully understand, but we don't have to. He understands us and loves us and wants to help us. That is all that matters.
I love you all. I know the Church is true. I know that the Savior loves all of you. He cares about us so very much. He loves us.
I know it.
Keep praying, keep listening, keep going.
It's all in the enduring to the end.
Sister Darby Eleyce Miller
P.S. Love you family. Thanks for all the support. It means so much.
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