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Notes sent home 3/21
To Kelly:
Dear
Mommy,
MSL
is sort of like ASL, but it is different. The signs are more instinctive than
ASL, but it is super fun to learn!!! It kind of hurts your brain when you talk
with your hands, but I love saying prayers in MSL. Elder Mabe is slowly trying
to learn as well, but as of right now I have to teach on my own. I want
Pleasure Pizza so bad!!! But I am glad to hear that my family is enjoying it!
My shoes are holding up well, the Clarks are super sturdy! I do wear my lulus
and no one knows what brand they are so it is awesome! I hand wash my garments
myself and a some other clothing, but we have a man named George who is
preparing for a mission so we pay him once a week to handwash our clothes. I
have not found any vitamins, but I might today. As of right now I may have been
having a reaction to the doxy so I was told not to take it for a few days to
see if things calm down. If it is the Doxy then I will have to get by with bug
spray and my mosquito net, but I know in the scriptures that if I am righteous
that not even poison can affect God's servants. So I am doing my best. There
are stores in town I can get clothes from, but not in our area. Our area we
proselyte in hardly has food. Elder Mabe is amazing. We get along well and are
slowly unifying as a companionship. I was trying to find a way to unify better
when I was directed to Acts 4:32. This scripture made me realize that in order
for us to be of one heart and one mind we needed to act like it. We have
started to share, buy food as a companionship, and act more as brothers than
strangers. It has helped quite a bit. He does indeed have siblings, but I think
it is just him and one of his brothers who are members. His parents are not. I
feel really good!!! I sleep enough. Although, I got a little messed up this
week. A sweet lady named Damaris randomly started coming to church again. We
wondered why. We visited and she told us that her husband had been keeping her
from coming, that he hated the church. What killed me is that, just like Mary
Chisare, her husband left her. He went to South Africa and left her alone with
her two children. I really do not understand why these things happen, but I
hope that soon a worthy priesthood holder will come by and sweep her off her
feet. But for now we just come to support her and comfort her. Something funny
happened this week though, I got in a mini-bus and the seat tore the back of my
pants. I had to go to Sis. Nancys to get it fixed, I had to walk around in a
chitenje for pants. It was awesome. Also, this morning I heated up oil on a
pan, poored tomatoes into it for my breakfast, and the whole thing caught fire
with a flame about 5 feet high. I grabbed the pan and had to run out of the
kitchen with it. It was super cool!!! This week I read a scripture that made me
think a lot. In Alma 5:18. It made me realize something. I feel like on
judgement day, we will be presented with a number of doors. We will be told to
choose one and enter. On each door will be written a certain degree of glory.
Some will say this and that, and some we will know God and Jesus Christ will
reside behind that door. I feel like we will feel so guilty that we will refuse
to walk through that door, that we will decide that we are only comfortable
with a lesser degree, one we are ready for. I feel like we will feel so guilty
and ashamed that unless we repent, unless we follow the straight and narrow, we
will be so ashamed and rather die Spiritually than look into the eyes of our
loving Savior, of our loving Heavenly Father. We will refuse to go through the
higher doors to live with God, and choose one where we won't feel so guilty. I
think that is why they say we are our own judges. Because we won't be able to
handle anything above that which we are comfortable. I don't know, maybe I am
confused. But this is how I feel. Mommy, I look forward to your e-mails, it
reminds me that my family is always there to support me. I am so grateful for
it. I love you!!!
Love,
Elder
Hollingsworth
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