by K Fletcher

Will a Man Rob God?

So our big story this week!
Our little car, Gordito, was nearing his death mileage of 50,000 miles. So we have Gordito:
Our replacement minivan for the day:
And our brand new 2015 Toyota Corolla. In red. His name is Dante's Infierno.
And so, we have in our line-up...
Old Car, Used Car, Red Car, Robbed Car.
Oh yeah. 
We got robbed.
I don't leave anything in the car, but Hna Nyre had her wallet, GPS and flash drive stolen. also, some donated blinds in the trunk of our car were stolen as well. It was a pretty random thing to steal. And, of course, they tried to steal our radio but it is literally built in the car so they just succeeded in dismantling it. 

So in case you were wondering, yes, a man will rob God. Or at least his representatives.

In other news, I am now in Alma in my Atonement reading of the book of Mormon. And I just want to share a few quotes from the apostles on this subject:

"The atoning sacrifice was designed to motivate us, to draw us unto him, to lift us to higher ground, and ultimately to assist us in becoming as He is."
 -Tad R. Callister

"And we do not need to achieve some minimum level of capacity or goodness before God will help - divine aid can be ours every hour of every days, no matter where we are in the path to obedience." 
- D. Todd Christofferson 

"I repeat, save for the exception of the very few who defect to perdition, there is no habit, no addiction, no rebellion, no transgression, no apostasy, no crime exempted the promise of complete forgiveness. That is the promise of the Atonement of Christ." 
-Boyd K. Packer

Which leads to this: "the result of His sacrifice is to free us from the effects of sin, that all may have guilt erased and feel hope." 
-Boyd K. Packer

The Atonement is our Message. It is the point of all that we preach. Everything else is a tangent of the great atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ.

"Remember, Remember, that is is upon the rock of our Redeemer that we are built."

Have a blessed week!
Con Amor, 
Hermana Fletcher
by K Fletcher

The Importance of Talking to One More

Hermana Nyre and I were walking, trying to talk to as many people as we could and find a few more potential investigators. It was about the time to go home for dinner that we pass this lady and an older man struggling to get a bed up. They look totally white, but our call is to talk to everyone! We go up and introduce ourselves as the missionaries in the area and how we are called to serve and if they have any service they need done we would love to help them.

The lady laughs and says, "You don't even know what you are getting into" and kind of brushes us off. I persist that we really do want to help her. It gives her pause and she considers it. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but we ended up getting a 40 minutes story about her life (Yay for using dinner time!). We find out that for the past 5 years her life has essentially been a living hell and after her fiancé left her with this broken down trailer to fix up so hasn't caught a break. But then these two well-dressed, willing to serve young ladies walked up and asked if they could help.

Not only that, but she speaks Spanish fluently and is from El Salvador. She says she won't convert because she is a "born-again Christian", but we shall see. The entire time she was speaking all I could think is "The gospel! The gospel is what you need!"

And because school is out soon and we no longer have planned service helping the Pineda kids with homework, we've been needing a new service opportunity. Divine providence. It's real.

But if we had not stopped awkwardly and talked to these two people that really did not want to talk to us, if we had just allowed her to brush us off and taken our dinner, we would never have found this diamond in the rough.

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One more miracle.
So you've heard about Miracle May, about how every companionship in my mission could receive a baptism in May if we gave it our all and were exactly obedient.
Well. We didn't get one.
Or did we?
We were sitting with Eduardo on the 31st of May in his front lawn teaching him the 10 commandments. Hermana McCoy (To whom I could give accolades to all day long) asks, "Hey, wasn't your girlfriend supposed to get baptized? When is that happening?" He looks down at his watch and responds, "Right now."
We taught Eduardo ages ago. His girlfriend was interested to find out what he was learning about and so, over Skype, she received the Restoration from Hermanas in Virginia Chesapeake. Later, Eduardo sends missionaries in Mexico. One May 31, 2015, she was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Talk about a miracle!

Don't give up on miracles everyone. They can happen to you.
Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher

Did you know pineapples are a sign of friendship?
Me, Hermana Nyre, and Hermano Ramirez getting as Mexican as we can.
There's this creepy old silo I've been wanting to take a picture with for ages. 
Ta da!

by K Fletcher

6 MONTHS

Yessiree, the 26th makes 6 months on my mission. It's kind of a little bit crazy. I have less than a year left on my mission. It's a strange thought. But then I look at how long this week was and I realize I have a long way to go! 

This week we received a call from our Stake President and former Branch president. He and his wife had just left the Pinedas house and, after having a really long and good talk with them, told us that they are ready to be baptized. Again. So they have a new date of the 6th of June! It will be a whirlwind, but we are fully confident that they will be able to make that covenant and in just over one year's time enter the House of the Lord and be sealed for time and all eternity.

Speaking of sealings, the Ramirez, one of the most lovely families I know, was sealed this last Saturday. All I wanted was to be there. I am so happy for them. That is what this gospel is all about. Enduring to the end to be sealed in the temple to your family and to the family of God for eternity. What a miraculous gospel!

Another note from the Ramirez: it was their daughter's birthday this week so Hermana Nyre and I decorated their whole front porch and left a little party for them. 
the porch!
Well, we've been having a lot of difficulty with our investigator pool. Everyone seems to be dropping us or they aren't progressing, and do you know what that means? Contacting. But for some reason people don't want to listen to a perfect message about hope and love and the way to perfect yourself and receive direct revelation from God and from his chosen prophets. But finally this week, we found someone willing to listen: 
empty trailer space
I'll end today with an amusing story that has caused me to laugh a lot this week:
So I'm at the house of the Ramirez, teaching Eduardo. Hermano Ramirez comes out and he has a really nice, short, military-style hair cut. I, of course, compliment him on it and then look at Eduardo, who is appearing kind of shaggy and tell him he should cut his hair. Fast forward a week and a half. We are at another lesson with him. He is wearing a hat. He asks me if I remember how I told him he should cut his hair. Well... he did. Into a mohawk. I can't even take him seriously. 25 years old and rocking a mohawk. Picture included for effect.
Eduardo
I love you all so much and hope you are doing great things. Lift where you stand. Every calling has infinite worth in this church. You can change a life.

Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher
by K Fletcher

Transfer Week!

I'll keep the blog short today. I'm a little low on time and there's not a whole lot to say.

The Pinedas aren't going to be able to get baptized in the upcoming weeks. They still have a lot to learn and need a little more time to build their faith, but they are the most lovely people and I am so grateful to be able to know them and invite them to this wonderful gospel.

This week... this week was kind of weird. Transfer weeks always are. We were blessed to have many spur of the moment lessons with people we hadn't had contact with in a while, but we are back to very few progressing investigators which generally puts a damper on your spirits. But we have so so much potential here. The work is incredible and our members are wonderful.

The Tuckers, our lovely ward mission leader and wife, will be leaving next week to move to Utah. It will be a blow to the ward, but it will be a great moment for some of the native Spanish speakers to step up and fill the roles in the branch.

That's about all. I just want to leave with a thought about finding joy in missionary work. In my letters home and to friends I try to have a great attitude and express the joy of missionary work. One of my friends, also on a mission, asked me today, "How do you find such joy in missionary work?" And my honest answer is that sometimes I don't. Sometimes it is dirty and hard and you meet really really grumpy people and sometimes you meet really really drunk people.

It's a rough joy, finding joy. But the way I look at it, Adam fell that men might be, and men are that they might have joy. This gospel is the greatest news in the world and with that knowledge we have a responsibility to be happy. "Be of good cheer" wasn't just a nice suggestion from Jesus Christ, it is a commandment. If we truly come to know this Gospel and we still can't find joy, we are doing it wrong.

We are not commanded to be perfect teachers, perfect companions, perfect saints, o sea... perfect. We are commanded to try our best. Grace, after all that we can do. Do all that you can do and at the end of the day you can go to sleep with a smile, because you are doing what you can do. I'm not really sure how to explain it. You just have to be happy in the path that you are pursuing and keep on trying. Saints are sinners who keep on trying. We aren't going to be perfect, but if we do everything we can do in the mission, God will pick up the rest. We just have to be humble and be willing to help others.

The best example of this was my last zone leader. He was from Tonga and learned English on his mission. He went home just last week, and I'll be honest, his English still wasn't that good. And it makes me nervous that after 2 years fully immersed, if he can't speak the language, what hope do I have? But he was the best missionary I've known. He was humble, he was loving, and all he wanted to do was share the joy of the gospel. We can't worry about teaching people exactly. Teach them with love, and no matter how the Spanish comes out, they will be touched. The elect are ready to hear, no matter the language because the spirit doesn't speak to ears, it speaks to hearts.

I hope this makes sense.

Long story short, have joy. Because it is all worth it.
Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher

P.S. Also, Happy Birthday shout-out to Grandma Fisher today!

Plan of Salvation Sugar Cookies we made, just for fun to thank a member for all their help
Saying good-bye to Hermana Johnson
Saying hello to Hermana Nyre!

by K Fletcher

"WE TALKED TO YOUR PARENTS" -My Zone Leader, Elder Inu

Well, I got to talk to my parents too! And Jade and Annie for brief moments. It was very enjoyable and I wanted to send a thank you to the Hamiltons, our Stake President and family, for allowing us to use their home for calls. They are lovely.

So, this week has been incredibly difficult. To quote Hermana Johnson, "I don't know if I've ever faced as much rejection in this week as in my entire mission". No one wanted to meet with us. It was rough. And then it was hot and sticky and humid and raining. We had 12 appointments and 7 fell through this week.
But then Sunday happened.
But then Sunday happened.

And it was beautiful.
First, we had a family come to church, the Pinedas. They've been taught for a very very long time. They have had half a dozen sets of missionaries and they have never gotten baptized. Well, they came to church again. President Chamberlain, our Stake President, spoke to them. He is a good friend of theirs and will be moving across the country soon, and after a good interview with him, they decided they are ready.

"And now, O all ye that have imagined up unto yourselves a god who can do no miracles, I would ask of you, have all these things passed, of which I have spoken? Has the end come yet? Behold I say unto you, Nay; and God has not ceased to be a God of miracles." -Mormon 9:15

God is a God of miracles.

The second thing to happen was Eduardo. He's basically my favorite. He is a recent convert of nearly 3 months and despite our prodding and that of other friends and family he had not yet blessed or passed the sacrament. Well, on Sunday morning, he showed up in a SUIT and participated in preparing the sacrament as a Priest.
I just couldn't stop smiling.
Eduardo looking oh so dashing in his suit 
(who couldn't stop laughing to take a picture)
And then as a completely non-spiritual note, it was Mother's Day, and we got roses from the ward. It doesn't matter that I'm not a mom yet, getting a flower on Mother's Day is my favorite thing.
Hermana Johnson and I have a quote, our tagline, in this week of heartbreaks and joy:
     "Our Heavenly Father did not put us on earth to fail but to succeed gloriously." -Richard G Scott

No matter what happens, no matter the roadblocks or the anger or the prejudice and hate, no matter the doubts and thoughts of inadequacy or wondering if you are good enough, we are here to SUCCEED. God can do his work. And when we have dedicated our lives to his service, he will provide a way to get that work done.

I love you all so much and hope that you can feel the love of God in your life and recognize that you are special. You are chosen. There is no such thing as an ordinary being. you have a purpose, and it is glorious.

Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher

PS- Transfer Calls came! I am staying in Newport News but Hermana Johnson is leaving for Virginia Beach! My new companion is Hermana Nyre.

Swinging break!
The lovely sisters we teach Spanish to: Sisters Florentino, Foots, and Fay
Weekly Planning with a whole pie
Our district leader when we surprise catch them in traffic
The cutest little boy in our ward, Diago
 and the three craziest, most wonderful girls in our branch: Emily, Natasha, and Xel Ha