This
past week we had a whole mission conference in Chesapeake. We learned
about the Atonement, the Gospel, and Ordinances, and how to teach those
in every single lesson. We also started a mission wide read of the Book
of Mormon with an emphasis on those topics. So my previous read through the Book of Mormon underlining every reference to the Atonement has really prepared me for
this!
After that we gathered together for a real, Southern
pig-pickin'. I don't know if you have heard about it, but a pig pickin'
is where you cook a WHOLE PIG and then you get a couple hundred people
and you eat it. Let me just tell you... it was delicious.by
K Fletcher
Teaching with Power and the Spirit
We had two huge miracles this week:
1) It was a day when our only appointment fell through and so we knew we'd just be walking and knocking on doors for 4 hours. On those days, the first IO is the hardest. Well, we walked to a house where we knew spanish speaking people lived and there was awkwardly a man sitting in his car outside of the house. We didn't know if we should knock on the house or on the car! We almost, ALMOST kept walking, but then we decided to just go for it. Turns out he has a wife and child, his grandmother in Honduras is Mormon and he'd love to meet with us! We got his number and gave him ours and not 30 seconds later, he texted us to learn our names! And then this morning he called us and said he wants to come to church! I wonder how long his grandma has been praying for us to go to that house!
2) This one has to do a lot more with me and how I teach. I just realized it, but basically my entire mission I wanted people to listen to ME. I wanted to teach the gospel instead of allowing the Spirit to do his job. Finally I realized that no one wants to listen to me. I'm only 21 and basically know nothing. But I know the scriptures are true. All of the commandments and promises of God are contained within. And so, we taught keeping the Sabbath Day Holy to an investigator, Lupe. I decided to fear no man. This wasn't my commitment, it was God's commandment. So we read Exodus 20:8-11.
"Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy I look her straight in the eye and told her that the Lord has commanded us not to work on Sunday. We read the blessings in D&C and the Sacrament prayers and she committed to come to church this upcoming Sunday. It was the most powerful lesson I've been in on on my mission.
1) It was a day when our only appointment fell through and so we knew we'd just be walking and knocking on doors for 4 hours. On those days, the first IO is the hardest. Well, we walked to a house where we knew spanish speaking people lived and there was awkwardly a man sitting in his car outside of the house. We didn't know if we should knock on the house or on the car! We almost, ALMOST kept walking, but then we decided to just go for it. Turns out he has a wife and child, his grandmother in Honduras is Mormon and he'd love to meet with us! We got his number and gave him ours and not 30 seconds later, he texted us to learn our names! And then this morning he called us and said he wants to come to church! I wonder how long his grandma has been praying for us to go to that house!
2) This one has to do a lot more with me and how I teach. I just realized it, but basically my entire mission I wanted people to listen to ME. I wanted to teach the gospel instead of allowing the Spirit to do his job. Finally I realized that no one wants to listen to me. I'm only 21 and basically know nothing. But I know the scriptures are true. All of the commandments and promises of God are contained within. And so, we taught keeping the Sabbath Day Holy to an investigator, Lupe. I decided to fear no man. This wasn't my commitment, it was God's commandment. So we read Exodus 20:8-11.
"Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy I look her straight in the eye and told her that the Lord has commanded us not to work on Sunday. We read the blessings in D&C and the Sacrament prayers and she committed to come to church this upcoming Sunday. It was the most powerful lesson I've been in on on my mission.
I finally feel like a missionary. And that is really wonderful.
We've
had a lot of success in contacting people. Hermana Limb and I have been
trying so hard to rely on the spirit on where we need to go, which
houses to knock on, who to visit, and what to say. Sometimes we get
incredibly prepared investigators and sometimes it's just a bottle of
water when you really need it.
We
also had a really fun activity for a visiting returned missionary,
Sister Garvin, and 2 investigators came, and brought 2 friends! It was
really fun. Southern people really do know how to cook.
We also had the chance to go to the beach. I finally finally
understand why everyone falls in love with the Outer Banks. It is
lovely here. the people are prepared, the work is well, and there are so
many miracles coming our way.
Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher
PS- No change in transfers! I'm here another 6 weeks with Hermana Limb!
by
K Fletcher
Pictures, pictures and more pictures
This week is going to be picture heavy and word light, but first a story and a shout-out to the power of member example!
And
of course we have our super exciting District meeting every week! We
have Elders Sittoway, Richins, Alplanalp, Wardell, and Sisters Evans,
Barker, Limb, and Fletcher.
This is one of the biggest
struggles of the Outer Banks in the Summer: TRAFFIC. Apparently there
are about 1.5 million visitors to the outer banks every week. And so a distance that normally takes 45 minutes took us 2.5 hours. Good times.
One
of the biggest struggles we have in this Branch is that we can't always
find a third woman to accomany us to lessons with male hispanics. So
sometimes we have to cancel appointments with people that we shouldn't
have to. But then we just make gift baskets for them, with ties and
bubbles and church videos and pictures of the temple and Jesus Christ!:
Hermana Fletcher
by
K Fletcher
God has a work for us to do
I'm not sure if I should apologize or not for not speaking as
much about my personal missionary work or not. Sometimes it is hard to speak
about people you aren't sure are going to be progressing the next week
or not, and then all of a sudden I'm mentioning a baptism on my blog
about someone you've never really heard of. But the longer I've been on
my mission the more I'm realizing that the mission does more than allow
me to be an instrument in sharing the gospel so that the spirit can convert them; it helps to convert
me. So even when the work isn't all there, or when I feel like I'm
not making much of a difference, I can remember that God has a work for
me to do, and it isn't limited to 18 months.
"President Monson has spoken on retaining the convert. I endorse what he has said and wish to speak somewhat further on this same subject. I feel very strongly about it. With the ever-increasing number of converts, we must make an increasingly substantial effort to assist them as they find their way. Every one of them needs three things: a friend, a responsibility, and nurturing with “the good word of God”. It is our duty and opportunity to provide these things."
I
don't know if you personally have ever known someone who has changed
their whole life for this gospel. I know there are people in your ward
that need someone to reach out to them. You might think the Bishop has
it in hand, or the missionaries are taking care of it, but the
responsibility is yours! The way I have come to see it is like a parent.
Now, I've never been a parent, and I probably won't be one for a long
while yet, but I imagine having a recent convert is a lot like that. You
help them find God, you help them recognize their potential, then after
a time you have to let them go. You have to trust that someone will
watch over them and someone will help them and that they will use their
agency to choose the right. You have to trust that they will stay close to the gospel without you there. And you pray. You pray that good people will enter their lives and that God
will watch over them.
In the words of Jeffrey R Holland:
"If thou canst do any thing, have compassion on us, and help us.” I can hardly read those words without weeping. The plural pronoun us is obviously used intentionally. He is saying, in effect, “Our whole family is pleading. Our struggle never ceases. We are exhausted. Our son falls into the water. He falls into the fire. He is continually in danger, and we are continually afraid. We don’t know where else to turn. Can you help us? We will be grateful for anything—a partial blessing, a glimmer of hope, some small lifting of the burden carried by this boy’s mother every day of her life.”
“If thou canst do any thing,” spoken by the father, comes back to him “If thou canst believe,” spoken by the Master."
"If thou canst do any thing, have compassion on us, and help us.” I can hardly read those words without weeping. The plural pronoun us is obviously used intentionally. He is saying, in effect, “Our whole family is pleading. Our struggle never ceases. We are exhausted. Our son falls into the water. He falls into the fire. He is continually in danger, and we are continually afraid. We don’t know where else to turn. Can you help us? We will be grateful for anything—a partial blessing, a glimmer of hope, some small lifting of the burden carried by this boy’s mother every day of her life.”
“If thou canst do any thing,” spoken by the father, comes back to him “If thou canst believe,” spoken by the Master."
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2013/04/lord-i-believe?lang=eng
You know what? I believe in this church. The gospel is true. Of course the gospel is true, but this church is
true. I have seen people reach out, sacrifice, give, mourn, and offer
their lives for those in need. This church changes people. It calls them
to a higher standard of living, a higher standard of being a neighbor.
Of being a friend.
Find someone that needs you. Pray for the opportunities to lift the weary hands that hang down. And then do it.
And I know it is hard to balance. To quote my friend Sister Taylor Harman (serving in Manchester NH),
"Missionary work is like trying to lick a melty ice cream cone. You lick one side, and then you have to hurry and lick the back side because it's dripping again. You figure out how to teach, then you have to figure out how to work with the ward or the ward mission leader better. Then you need to make some personal improvements. Then if you figure that out it's probably time to find new people to teach again. But I like ice cream and I love being a missionary, so it's all good even though I still don't have everything figured out yet."
"Missionary work is like trying to lick a melty ice cream cone. You lick one side, and then you have to hurry and lick the back side because it's dripping again. You figure out how to teach, then you have to figure out how to work with the ward or the ward mission leader better. Then you need to make some personal improvements. Then if you figure that out it's probably time to find new people to teach again. But I like ice cream and I love being a missionary, so it's all good even though I still don't have everything figured out yet."
We are the miracle workers.
We are children of God, brothers and sisters in the kingdom.
Let's act like it.
Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher
Sister Bradley and I showing off our height difference
Brother Kelly fully clothed in his pool. The lengths he will go to in order to get on my blog
That
one time we taught a lesson to a Spanish speaking gentleman and he fed us each half a
cantaloupe and then gave us Salvadorian cookies and a cake:
Happy Birthday Krystal and Nanny
More pictures
by
K Fletcher
Finding Faith
Well, once again the poor library is refusing to read my camera and so I
have no pictures for this week (however there are a few old ones), but I
just wanted to give a short report on some miracles and some things
that I have learned about faith.
Some of the beautiful things I see
First
Miracle: We've been going through former investigators and a woman
named Racquel stood out to us. She lived quite a ways away but had an
impressive record. We stopped by without notice and when she opened the
doors her eyes lit up and she invited us in. she had us sit down, teach
her and her son and then requested a Book of Mormon, in Spanish
for her and English for her son. She is so ready for the gospel and is
absolutely adorable. She works on Sundays, but I know that with faith
she can move forward.
Second miracle: This is just a
testimony to planning. We had a few spare minutes and we wanted to try
and see a less-active. It was spur of the moment so we didn't know what
to teach. I was throwing ideas around, whatever came to mind and then
Hermana Limb said, "Why don't we pray about it?" Presently humbled, I
prayed for us and thought, "We should talk about teaching and learning
in the church." She agreed, and while we weren't able to get in contact
in that moment, later that night I was perusing my weekly planning and
we had planned to talk about (you guessed it) teaching and learning in
the church. Revelation is revelation, and don't deny it just because you
feel like second guessing yourself.
And those both
kind of tie in to my topic today. I had been speaking to my Mission
President about faith and he said something profound. "Faith is when you
see no evidence of God presently in your life, but you move forward like
He is there. It is not expecting to walk on water, it is walking into
the water and trusting that it will all work out."
Long
story short, Faith is hard. It's scary. And sometimes it feels
impossible. But faith gives you the strength to go on. It gives you the
power to go past your normal boundaries and to trust that God will get
you there. "You just pray your little heart out and trust that miracles
will happen."
Because miracles do happen! and don't forget it!
I
love you all and I hope that you are remembering every day to see the
hand of God in your life. Find that evidence. Have faith. And move
forward with the hope and the knowledge that God will provide.
Con Amor,
Hermana Fletcher
Which billy goat gruff might this be?
Hermana Limb and me