tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2268545320266808252024-02-19T08:37:00.221-08:00Typings from ThailandAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-70350915565903942042016-04-18T07:11:00.001-07:002016-04-18T07:22:54.698-07:00The Top Of The Mountain- The Very Last Letter<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zPqdsdhQYZ8Cu-Kn1LLalPcDrKB1Iv1tEAkkhsI1ASDUmkA3Z7D49kFcpY7lbVdhcDHlsK0ZSYVWgr7Yy7lnNVdpjjyAR1z_mhGRSjyca_L2yT_MeGgqoL-5r0fKNm9Y2AuZ1wtsQTA/s640/blogger-image--941119852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zPqdsdhQYZ8Cu-Kn1LLalPcDrKB1Iv1tEAkkhsI1ASDUmkA3Z7D49kFcpY7lbVdhcDHlsK0ZSYVWgr7Yy7lnNVdpjjyAR1z_mhGRSjyca_L2yT_MeGgqoL-5r0fKNm9Y2AuZ1wtsQTA/s640/blogger-image--941119852.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh my goodness, I can't believe this is my last email as a missionary. As I have reflected over these past 18 months I feel so grateful to have been able to serve God. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This Sunday I was invited to share my testimony in Sacrament meeting, and as I did so I felt so much love for all the people I have had the opportunity to serve (and may have shed a tear or two). I was also able to translate in Sacrament meeting for the new senior couple in Udon, and as I did so I thought to myself, "This is a miracle, I am speaking Thai right now.. and not really even thinking about it." Heavenly Father will work miracles through us for the benefit of his children. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Reflecting over these past 18 months, I can't believe how much I have learned and how far I have come from where I used to be. I remember starting out my mission in the MTC and thinking that there was, "no way I could do this." I remember praying and learning that the atonement of Jesus Christ casts out all fear. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then I went to Thailand and started out in Chiang Mai. There i learned that missionary work is fun, and that it is so important to have hope. No matter what obstacles we are facing, if we have hope we are guided through. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikzquQz21gNdOZTBo2mrcmf_ujEAAcolf-eQJdPHwPL2HCZ7Zc8DDIrXbkPr5EGxgN7-8h-5GmpnVBGR_XZt5f4Gt2Kwo8G_8HzA5b1z0y5oGa8Sl2hIX8_IyqrwN3ovfmeTOMH6m2I-I/s640/blogger-image--1879163940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikzquQz21gNdOZTBo2mrcmf_ujEAAcolf-eQJdPHwPL2HCZ7Zc8DDIrXbkPr5EGxgN7-8h-5GmpnVBGR_XZt5f4Gt2Kwo8G_8HzA5b1z0y5oGa8Sl2hIX8_IyqrwN3ovfmeTOMH6m2I-I/s640/blogger-image--1879163940.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In Mahasarakham I was amazed to see miracles happen, as my companion and I were new and didn't know Thai perfectly..As such I learned that the Lord works through the weak.We were able to meet Brother Seens family, and see them be baptized as well as others. I learned that life isn't just about enduring, but that we can endure happily. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMcWTrS7b20jiCuKzHuoMSZcN-AyJYFET4ogbKS_lC4xiLgP7o2boT8fFpy18VSUrMHzKo_qcPg_jcP8XXT2Y_OJb2fAe_UGL-DaXZCBxmIDATdiy3dNjo8ZmdiMNBQKzG8_o4NcTrYw/s640/blogger-image-860354239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMcWTrS7b20jiCuKzHuoMSZcN-AyJYFET4ogbKS_lC4xiLgP7o2boT8fFpy18VSUrMHzKo_qcPg_jcP8XXT2Y_OJb2fAe_UGL-DaXZCBxmIDATdiy3dNjo8ZmdiMNBQKzG8_o4NcTrYw/s640/blogger-image-860354239.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then in Lampang a tiny town in the north, we worked hard and had fun. We met some amazing people ready to give up there old lives for a new one in the gospel.. And I learned that the love of God can change anyone and any circumstance. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqbXSKJHf2GwmC144W4a9Edy2qIUykEhCsAigi4Y27dgfwkNmQTyqnLs9vI3MGBDUxIIYj-eZeHuJPe-MQVowe-0wwz2y600qLTNfwavo_j6gClgW1Nb01QE1QcS8Ny_5Lj5XzKjJvRiA/s640/blogger-image-133873157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqbXSKJHf2GwmC144W4a9Edy2qIUykEhCsAigi4Y27dgfwkNmQTyqnLs9vI3MGBDUxIIYj-eZeHuJPe-MQVowe-0wwz2y600qLTNfwavo_j6gClgW1Nb01QE1QcS8Ny_5Lj5XzKjJvRiA/s640/blogger-image-133873157.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then onto Asoke! Oh man Asoke! The Big City! I remember being there and meeting SIster Sa from Cambodia and seeing Heavenly Fathers love change her life. I remember my companion and I learning that all things (even hard ones) work together for your good. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDzhXt5H6H-s0LYk_Uz-wQS7KTHSeoOnCJCzLisHn8yXMTU7XDjn13B2hb4JKJ5dlReLChF9CCYxpxzkOP19HzAqe4kPq1Cb78we7XVAl49PHZgIaGNkUmG7EpKL3GpLX8Frrh4EZzHw/s640/blogger-image-1493861758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDzhXt5H6H-s0LYk_Uz-wQS7KTHSeoOnCJCzLisHn8yXMTU7XDjn13B2hb4JKJ5dlReLChF9CCYxpxzkOP19HzAqe4kPq1Cb78we7XVAl49PHZgIaGNkUmG7EpKL3GpLX8Frrh4EZzHw/s640/blogger-image-1493861758.jpg"></a></div><br></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh and Udon! A wonderful place, where I realized how important service is.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmu7bNsf7u_n1apTQFpMxeSRub3pay99-A8IIDmq24WY1aRlhHYrJRjDHFvnuflZrYNa579MXbyeCzjUq2QuD74O4n8A_8U6N7IipsbtKZiFUgWDTpdkBM8Byf7u0HAYTJeI-pCZfruw/s640/blogger-image-1618340106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmu7bNsf7u_n1apTQFpMxeSRub3pay99-A8IIDmq24WY1aRlhHYrJRjDHFvnuflZrYNa579MXbyeCzjUq2QuD74O4n8A_8U6N7IipsbtKZiFUgWDTpdkBM8Byf7u0HAYTJeI-pCZfruw/s640/blogger-image-1618340106.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Writing all of this, I realized I can't even begin to describe all I have learned through the past 18 months so I just want to share my testimony and a few final thoughts:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The first is a poem that I wrote at the beginning of my mission, here is a version that was changed a bit by one of my friends, and I think it is fitting to share on my last week. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="">There</span> is a <span class="">mountain</span> <span class="">not</span> <span class="">far</span> <span class="">off</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But rather close at hand.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rocks like spires twist to the sky, and </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At its base I stand.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Vast boulders seem to block the way</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To the summit...a great height</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">One step forward and then I climb,</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Climb with all my might. </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Time drags slowly onward,</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As I move along the trail.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I see a storm encroaching, and I think, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"I very well could fail."</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The way's <span class="">not</span> easy, <span class="">not</span> a bit, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And I trip and fall.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Over and over and over again </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Until I hear a call:</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Take courage. This way's <span class="">not</span> easy, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But worth it in the end-</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Stand back up, keep walking...</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Go just around the bend."</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My heart heavy, faith low, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I start to wish I had <span class="">not</span> begun.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But I get up, walk forward...</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And then I see the Son.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He takes my hand and helps me </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Take those final steps.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The smile on his face seems to say, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"My child you did your best."</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"The way was <span class="">not</span> easy,</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Your spirits often low.</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But you listened and heard my voice-</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">that led you here you know."</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I [will] at glorious vistas, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Once hidden from my view</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">With gratitude for the savior, </span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">[when] my journey's [fin'lly] through. </span></div></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3goYfqXusmTSKlHnhswQNLyiywas_gyIstvWcB65i7TmJt540biwUc1rFN6u0kweAWliURw27qbJIYawyq3McKXWnPXb-4SgIzl9ktOnVOi4gtJAknVwchs4mcUSriJb_Fww0Dy0rqw/s640/blogger-image-88270458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3goYfqXusmTSKlHnhswQNLyiywas_gyIstvWcB65i7TmJt540biwUc1rFN6u0kweAWliURw27qbJIYawyq3McKXWnPXb-4SgIzl9ktOnVOi4gtJAknVwchs4mcUSriJb_Fww0Dy0rqw/s640/blogger-image-88270458.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The second is the seventh verse of how firm a foundation.. it really struck me as I was watching conference:</span></div><div style="line-height: 18.2px;"><div class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 20px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose</span></div><div class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 20px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;</span></div><div class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 20px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,</span></div><div class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 20px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'll never, no never, I'll never, no never,</span></div><div class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 10px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 20px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'll never, no never, no never forsake!"</span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I know that God lives and loves us. I know that Jesus Christ is his Son..and is our Savior and Redeemer. I know that the perfect love of Jesus Christ casteth out all fear. The atonement isn't just for sins, but it is for us to do and be better, as well as for burdens we carry. Joseph Smith is a prophet,and we have a living prophet on the earth today. This church is true. The Book of Mormon is true, and we can receive answers to all our questions through prayerfully reading and pondering this book. God hears and answers our prayers.I know that in living the gospel we find true peace and happiness. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ Amen. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-26200769579531488012016-04-15T10:26:00.001-07:002016-04-15T10:26:58.601-07:00One More Week! Throw Buckets Of Water On The Farang for Songkran!<span style="text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey Everyone!!! </span><div style="text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I can't believe this email is my second to last one as a missionary. (I will email once more on Monday).</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Today is P-day because it is Songkran! The giant water fight!! Songkran is 3 days of a water fight to celebrate the Thai new year, so everywhere you go people will spray water at you! Yesterday when Sister T and I were trying to visit people and teach them, everyone kept owning us with water... Like I would ride my bike down the street, and get sprayed and buckets of water thrown at me by people on each side! It was crazy. People would yell, "Farang, Farang! (foreigner)" and leave Sister T and the other Sisters alone, and get me. The other sisters thought it was hilarious. So all yesterday I was soaking wet. Today we get to play too - i am so excited! I will tell you more about it on Monday! :) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Last night our house totally had a "Songkran" situation too. The water in the bathroom started leaking, so I decided to try and fix it, by putting more tape on the stuff that was already taped, however I ended up breaking the whole pipe! Water started leaking through the ceiling, and it was bad....we also didn't figure out how to turn it off until today... oops. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also, randomly this week, my body decided to break down. It's like 44 degrees celcius here, and over the past week I got food poisoning, back pain, and a cold. I kinda laughed and just thought to myself....my body must know I am finishing my mission soon! One day I tried to eat some oatmeal because I was like, "that's food from home, that will make me feel better." ... and as I was finsihing my oatmeal I realized it had ants all in it and I must have eaten like 50-100 ants. I just laughed and thought, "I have gotten to the third stage of eating food here in Thailand where you eat the bugs!" haha (Reminder...stage one is you throw the food away, stage two is you eat around them, stage three is you eat the bugs) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, I am short on time so I just want to tell you guys what I liked from conference! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I loved that Elder Holland talked about how we get credit just for trying. I also loved the talk where it quotes Sister Senior and her demonstration, "Can you see yourself in the temple?" I loved that because I totally got to help her with that in Chiang Mai last year. I must have held up that temple mirror to like a hundred people, and asked them in Thai, "Can you see yourself in the temple?" I loved that talk, and I thought how cool it was to have been a missionary this past year and a half, and have had the opportunity to, in effect, hold up the temple for others to see. As a missionary I have had the opportunity to teach many people about the temple and as I listened to that talk I felt so grateful for the opportunity. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay I will email again Monday!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!<br><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-27068612957865241112016-04-05T12:17:00.001-07:002016-04-05T12:17:26.625-07:00Oh Thailand.<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjuZjT0IMOE_Uk_cpNNwLrlm77g73afLhT-TT-jW29hVMrwffvB_Nz7b_OOxxKIZ9_T23uAk40GfS6y4n7gsGdlzOheH2nPPzJp9Sr71xjUPmNQmZ6HYKfzC3t_S4mkYWo4EMYXSc-og/s640/blogger-image-1880531799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjuZjT0IMOE_Uk_cpNNwLrlm77g73afLhT-TT-jW29hVMrwffvB_Nz7b_OOxxKIZ9_T23uAk40GfS6y4n7gsGdlzOheH2nPPzJp9Sr71xjUPmNQmZ6HYKfzC3t_S4mkYWo4EMYXSc-og/s640/blogger-image-1880531799.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You are probably all wondering why I didn't email yesterday. The reason is... yesterday was zone conference so our P-day was switched until today. Also my next P-day will be <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1">on THURSDAY APRIL 14TH</a> as it will be Sonkran, the big Thai water fight next week. So don't forget to email me then :)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, yesterday was zone conference and it was so good! I was also able to share my testimony, along with all the others finishing their mission. It was a cool experience to just stand and share the things I know to be true. Today, I also finished the Book of Mormon in Thai (finally...) It has been really cool this last little bit to just reflect and to feel peace about my mission. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay! Some really funny stories happened this week! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1) Bugs in Thailand</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, so this past week I woke up in the middle of the night and my face felt kinda weird. I felt my face and my lip was SUPER swollen.. I immediatley knew that something had bit me. So I went to look in the mirror and half of my lip and eyes were SOOOO swollen. I started laughing I looked so funny. I also laughed because this exact same thing happened to Sister Lam, almost a year ago TO THE DAY. I was worried for a second, but then was like, "well she was fine, so I should be too." I went back to sleep and in the morning called the mission nurse who told me to take some benadryl, which helped...but also made me walk around like a zombie for the rest of the day. My lip was also numb for days after... oh thailand! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2) The Rain Comes Down, and the Floods Came Up. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, so even though it is hot season in Thailand there was a day of crazy torrential rain. A lot of the people here in Thailand don't like the rain (and for good reason) as the streets will always flood. So that day, a lot of our appointments cancelled. Right before we went home Sister T had to go pick up some medicine for this crazy rash she has. This was our 3rd time at the dermatologists as she has lost her medicine twice. We biked to the super fancy office in the pouring rain, and when we got there we felt too bad to go inside, as the office was super nice and we were soaking wet. However, they motioned us in.. and gave us towels and plastic chairs to sit on...in the middle of the office. It was pretty embarrassing, as all these people were looking at us like, "what's up with them?" SO funny. The people at the office also thought it was hilarious that Sister T had lost her medicine again. Anyways, long story short we get the medicine and go back outside to our bikes....AND ON OUR BIKES THERE ARE COCKROACHES EVERYWHERE... I think they were trying to escape the flood by taking refuge on our bikes. We started laughing so hard and then biked home. Once home, we are about to go inside and we see this dead bird on our doorstop... we then lost it we were laughing so hard. oh thailand! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeKmc-PexQRg4NkZ61NAXjFJVN-SaxkC_JQI4ueeMEW5DAgLG-Tk4YiE6rPvfZ0UrklCAdVBPSyjLpuPRbEytPClctSttf-HCYRlhNl-gf5s_uLcfOjXcpNMFwFMYPwN_t1A8_cZSBaQ/s640/blogger-image--1832953948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeKmc-PexQRg4NkZ61NAXjFJVN-SaxkC_JQI4ueeMEW5DAgLG-Tk4YiE6rPvfZ0UrklCAdVBPSyjLpuPRbEytPClctSttf-HCYRlhNl-gf5s_uLcfOjXcpNMFwFMYPwN_t1A8_cZSBaQ/s640/blogger-image--1832953948.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3) April Fools</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My joke was a bit lame this year, but I did turn the other missionaries bikes upside down and put some mops on them.. lame but ya know :) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqhGgMfzJenzb3Fi8Avbv_Cey4Ax5ypOxow3-DtIevp9wjj-C6xmDFWoucdVQO9-rXDzhNSvBNbBdhm3cHJuI8tTxsvV4cYIBcWxSGEgLqtP36I5NLRUPaaVc9UN01m226C1KsVGMs1o/s640/blogger-image-993943064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqhGgMfzJenzb3Fi8Avbv_Cey4Ax5ypOxow3-DtIevp9wjj-C6xmDFWoucdVQO9-rXDzhNSvBNbBdhm3cHJuI8tTxsvV4cYIBcWxSGEgLqtP36I5NLRUPaaVc9UN01m226C1KsVGMs1o/s640/blogger-image-993943064.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, so this week I got some great news!! Sister Nok from Mahasarakham gets to be a missionary! So happy! One Sister in this mission needed to go to the Philipines MTC, so for the last 3 weeks of the transfer Sister Nok gets to serve as a missionary! This has been her dream for forever. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7lWx4xJASWO99biTtzoBTsFXmW_bIwSozCu097sgjOqQLwebveikeRpUOg-LRYycH52z9ADKE0KvJK7fuuzda1lZcIQNoawehpERxldjVfLsnZWQZU3KKuIHMH4gCIo9HTG2SvDvra8/s640/blogger-image-125324597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7lWx4xJASWO99biTtzoBTsFXmW_bIwSozCu097sgjOqQLwebveikeRpUOg-LRYycH52z9ADKE0KvJK7fuuzda1lZcIQNoawehpERxldjVfLsnZWQZU3KKuIHMH4gCIo9HTG2SvDvra8/s640/blogger-image-125324597.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well, that's about all for this week but I want to close with some thoughts. Lately, I have been thinking a lot over my service as a missionary and evaluating if I really have served with all my, "heart, might, mind and strength."..and if Heavenly Father is pleased with my service. As I have been thinking, praying, and fasting over this, I received an answer, and it came in such a specific way. I know that Heavenly Father is accepting of my service, and although I am by no means perfect, this mission is not the end, and I will keep striving to do and be better. I know God lives, loves, us and is always leading us a long. I feel such peace. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-UCmWhVrxuulaNABU5bCjyenJ1GJJhok-WNADKTikqOPBQzClKnpkbXxqLFh8SPeG4xx6BVHq1FUdsCBtQnXqOB40CxZES7qlDcuui0MbwAxEnvNuNc43ehbsI7tbc2zuW3YPF6Pl0Q/s640/blogger-image-463804991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-UCmWhVrxuulaNABU5bCjyenJ1GJJhok-WNADKTikqOPBQzClKnpkbXxqLFh8SPeG4xx6BVHq1FUdsCBtQnXqOB40CxZES7qlDcuui0MbwAxEnvNuNc43ehbsI7tbc2zuW3YPF6Pl0Q/s640/blogger-image-463804991.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-81350044950728257772016-03-28T09:52:00.001-07:002016-03-28T09:52:57.176-07:00Easter and Ether 12<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone! This week went by sooo fast! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This email might be kinda short, as I can't really remember too much of what happened, but lets start with funny stories!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1) Teaching a member</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we went to go visit a less active member. She is so nice and was speaking to us in Issan and trying to get us to eat clams. It was awesome. Then out of nowhere she's all, "Everyone in this neighborhood knows I will always be Christian, because look at my house!" Sister T and I look at her house and right there in plain view was a giant white cross nailed to the front! We both started laughing as this member said, "ya...missionaries never notice, usually they come like 4-5 times and then I tell them, and then they'll notice." </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2) Rats in the Restaurant.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This story just proved to me how long I have been here in Thailand. This week we were eating at this food place by the side of the road, and all of a sudden we see a bunch of rats running around on the ground! Sister T and I just look at each other and keep eating. We laughed later because we realized how much that may have phased us at the beginning of our missions, and it's like nothing now. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3) The Easter Activity</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We helped put on an easter activity that everyone came to. When we finally gathered everyone together for the Easter egg hunt, there were a lot of older women there. When we started the hunt it was seriously the funniest thing ever to see them run over each other to grab the eggs! These older ladies were soo competitive! We were all laughing so hard.. I love Thailand. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietTIW-Ixaxo4RaKssT1ijgbxwFFtH0-zemU6kNxXvPlIziqxov5oqGqa_49XoMyJEFfmXme0k78dD41xe01yVg9xpg9KJWcd_XukEKvxrOXgE-NNtAvBc0KI6QynbvZI9djeo_IvnjU4/s640/blogger-image--308004687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietTIW-Ixaxo4RaKssT1ijgbxwFFtH0-zemU6kNxXvPlIziqxov5oqGqa_49XoMyJEFfmXme0k78dD41xe01yVg9xpg9KJWcd_XukEKvxrOXgE-NNtAvBc0KI6QynbvZI9djeo_IvnjU4/s640/blogger-image--308004687.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, we had some cool miracles happen this week as well. The first being when we had two people yell, "Sister!!" at us as we were going by. Both times we turned around to go back and talk to these people (as a missionary it's not everyday that people know who you are), and we ended up meeting 2 less active members that we will hopefully be able to start working with soon! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Another cool moment happened in this lesson with a less active member. We had given him Ether 12 to read as a commitment the last time we taught him, and he had some questions about it. We went over his questions and it turned out he felt really concerned about going to church, as he doesn't feel he is good at writing and taking notes. I then looked at Ether 12, and as you would have it, there was this scripture:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-repeat: initial initial;">23</span>And I said unto him: Lord, the Gentiles will mock at these things, because of our weakness in writing; for Lord thou hast made us mighty in word by faith, but thou hast not made us mighty in writing; for thou hast made all this people that they could speak much, because of the Holy Ghost which thou hast given them;</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="24" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">24 </span>And thou hast made us that we could write but little, because of the awkwardness of our hands. Behold, thou hast not made us mighty in writing like unto the brother of Jared, for thou madest him that the things which he wrote weremighty even as thou art, unto the overpowering of man to read them.</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="25" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">25 </span>Thou hast also made our words powerful and great, even that we cannot write them; wherefore, when we write we behold our weakness, and stumble because of the placing of our words; and I fear lest the Gentiles shall mock at our words.</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="26" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">26 </span>And when I had said this, the Lord spake unto me, saying: Fools mock, but they shall mourn; and my grace is sufficient for the meek, that they shall take no advantage of your weakness;</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="27" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">27 </span>And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.<br></span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">That was an amazing scripture to read that just exactly addressed his concerns! I really know just how much the Lord is aware of his children. </span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, on Sunday I gave a talk in Church! The speakers didn't show up, and as such, about 3 minutes before Sacrament meeting started I was called to speak! It was nerve wracking but I prayed for Heavenly Father's help and as such my talents really were magnified. I talked a little bit about the good feeling missionaries have, which is the feeling of peace and the Spirit. However, this feeling is something everyone can have as they share the gospel and strive to change and repent when they don't feel peace. I really know this is true! I love you all and I love being a missionary!!</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Rem</span></p><p class="" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br></span></p></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-43042207441047143512016-03-23T12:45:00.001-07:002016-03-23T12:45:50.510-07:00Service Makes Me Happy<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8Tf9P9TDrYIjScnUMPgGKmq6lukJhLADHEgukPF8L844A9XL7xQij5ua3tfEynRQvl0-ffXzbSp7J-TTqOg7zMSApcuyLZCz7gLoCbQlVxG717U5orxlbE3AppIioIZ6W0GguZz2HE0/s640/blogger-image-857768352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8Tf9P9TDrYIjScnUMPgGKmq6lukJhLADHEgukPF8L844A9XL7xQij5ua3tfEynRQvl0-ffXzbSp7J-TTqOg7zMSApcuyLZCz7gLoCbQlVxG717U5orxlbE3AppIioIZ6W0GguZz2HE0/s640/blogger-image-857768352.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Hey Everyone!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sorry I have been a bit bad at emailing lately. I have been really short on time. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, last Sunday Sister Deek got baptized (back in Asoke)! It was so awesome to teach her and see her progress! It all started with an RC who introduced her friend, who got baptized, who then introduced Sister Deek. When people share the gospel with their friends, miracles happen. I would seriously encourage you to find friends to share with! Your friends will know you are sharing because you love them, and you never know what could happen! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohVHMzC_tNBcDNAn_UyHhw1XVNv9o70SIJVszaetJ6SpPE5G9eZVxysVQU99wv9ZdI7L1ZSPVJFNZqyh4AnS0aME3mjSKsg6OK4tLI-K1Brk_RGm8A5TO6QDxVwUX7xp8pE7DgAVQIAw/s640/blogger-image-682918450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohVHMzC_tNBcDNAn_UyHhw1XVNv9o70SIJVszaetJ6SpPE5G9eZVxysVQU99wv9ZdI7L1ZSPVJFNZqyh4AnS0aME3mjSKsg6OK4tLI-K1Brk_RGm8A5TO6QDxVwUX7xp8pE7DgAVQIAw/s640/blogger-image-682918450.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSRaubnF_wm4nupKvAYeYK1Z0jHvvp22jsCWReZj7uAx9TFSkRtCT1QACcSxhQHj8j5KeCoghDoRsqFKt9Br4-fdDnqd7vcBNjYHgNveRMzcBaw06R8kWJH-tWTsE2taMfxDko44Ks92w/s640/blogger-image-1685889294.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSRaubnF_wm4nupKvAYeYK1Z0jHvvp22jsCWReZj7uAx9TFSkRtCT1QACcSxhQHj8j5KeCoghDoRsqFKt9Br4-fdDnqd7vcBNjYHgNveRMzcBaw06R8kWJH-tWTsE2taMfxDko44Ks92w/s640/blogger-image-1685889294.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Udon has been so great!! My new companion is Sister T from Hawaii. She lived in the same house as me when I was in Mahasarakham. Anyways, in order to get here we took a motorcycle taxi, complete with my bike strapped to the back, as well as a 10 hour train ride!! Pulling my luggage and bike on the train, I realized how tired my body has become lately. I think the last year and a half might be catching up! But I am ready to work harder than ever this transfer.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMJsi90I7AfSZQeROtgwLdZNS0KmnYNFTQiHP6jKLdM9InIFGisLNve63znvkvO3FlwmSbMVi75RMfQuvHnD_e3SPs-58UmK0vz0NCRAek8zeeE157QCvBeygHwd8r4wAXD2tihYCUdI/s640/blogger-image-1429494085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMJsi90I7AfSZQeROtgwLdZNS0KmnYNFTQiHP6jKLdM9InIFGisLNve63znvkvO3FlwmSbMVi75RMfQuvHnD_e3SPs-58UmK0vz0NCRAek8zeeE157QCvBeygHwd8r4wAXD2tihYCUdI/s640/blogger-image-1429494085.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Being in Udon I have had more opportunities for service than ever before on my mission! Just this week we helped a member with her sewing business, helped another member sort through garbage to find clear bags to sell (oh and while we were there, her neighbour lit the trees on fire, so we almost helped put that out too), another member move houses, and another member set up her store. It has been so fun! I love service. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHDgs1zx-2XFcPxPyvSkhKW3Q95i4BdUtF1pnUGb2pg2gPHrPfVTAq2DxQ_REgpKFEvKKsstpz2IQe6qUjT3e80yKym9qdJf-mt8O1yLLqwZhMBBZavO6UC27Ta_fRUfpqveG65JygDfo/s640/blogger-image--846447283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHDgs1zx-2XFcPxPyvSkhKW3Q95i4BdUtF1pnUGb2pg2gPHrPfVTAq2DxQ_REgpKFEvKKsstpz2IQe6qUjT3e80yKym9qdJf-mt8O1yLLqwZhMBBZavO6UC27Ta_fRUfpqveG65JygDfo/s640/blogger-image--846447283.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlhssUCxgTuWikHOUVXVwdmc7GZda51Sabg4neT6YOXJ5z6mUmb8wmjnSe5ROhl2iUl6lM3czlayCi_JR4Bs7z5p6OSUF1_wsCiusq3-B0gXAGVAZbs8Jw5viWw1cDqp0AMtgfmzaYwOw/s640/blogger-image--991076489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlhssUCxgTuWikHOUVXVwdmc7GZda51Sabg4neT6YOXJ5z6mUmb8wmjnSe5ROhl2iUl6lM3czlayCi_JR4Bs7z5p6OSUF1_wsCiusq3-B0gXAGVAZbs8Jw5viWw1cDqp0AMtgfmzaYwOw/s640/blogger-image--991076489.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Udon is a fun place, the members are awesome, and it is soooo hot! It was 41 Celsius this week, but I am LOVING riding my bike everywhere!! I miss the Asoke members, but all in all I am happy to be here!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh! This week we were eating at a restaurant and this guy from Australia comes up to us and says, "When you are done eating will you come sit by me and my girlfriend and tell me about what you believe." We of course accepted, and it turns out this guy had seen lots of missionaries in Australia, but never had time to learn what they believe. He wasn't interested, but was very respectful and told me that he appreciated our conviction in what we believe. <br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For P-day today we went on a hike! It was soo pretty! However in order to get there we went in a Songthaw (benches in the back of a truck) for a lot of hours... it was really hot and at the end of it one of the members commented, "เราไม่ได้ไป<span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;">เที่ยว</span>เราไปทรมาน" which basically means today was a bit hotter than expected, and as such, it was not much of a break to hike the mountain. (It makes more sense in Thai.) Also, on the way there we all played this spelling and word game...it was really fun, but also made me realize how awful my English has become; I was spelling things wrong all over the place. I spelled the word Animal, like "Anamil"....... Granted it was early in the morning... but still. However, it was nice to talk to all the other missionaries and realize they felt the same. haha </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzzH-f-82yExwb7N_MWrNMt3kiI-9i59zOBq01S2Cys4cEhYtO7nrHTBAFY8P42M3UnzsSfUlePcNDsNE_ehZHYtwB90Agcrz1ENtFQGKTCdztppKLAJEfEbUrvqON21jBNHqY-7dGlik/s640/blogger-image--568853690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzzH-f-82yExwb7N_MWrNMt3kiI-9i59zOBq01S2Cys4cEhYtO7nrHTBAFY8P42M3UnzsSfUlePcNDsNE_ehZHYtwB90Agcrz1ENtFQGKTCdztppKLAJEfEbUrvqON21jBNHqY-7dGlik/s640/blogger-image--568853690.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtuZo-vHZWcGBkZEgd8sfrWSujy2xB9OF6QGSrZW5m4d-qtIhMCX9JNFoCpiRVnnmx_1eLiq3T6BisQzOskGzOhmIX6NYzheMbVpHVhb4RsbkGKyHBVvjdzXeb-muUnDeYkmOlWExQEYk/s640/blogger-image--767624660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtuZo-vHZWcGBkZEgd8sfrWSujy2xB9OF6QGSrZW5m4d-qtIhMCX9JNFoCpiRVnnmx_1eLiq3T6BisQzOskGzOhmIX6NYzheMbVpHVhb4RsbkGKyHBVvjdzXeb-muUnDeYkmOlWExQEYk/s640/blogger-image--767624660.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well, that's about all for this week. So I just want to close with a brief thought, which is: being a missionary is really happy. Lately I have been reflecting on some things, and I have come to the realization that although missions are hard, you really do feel more peace and happiness than ever before.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I really like Ephesians <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1">3:17-21</a></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;">17. </span>That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="18" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> 18. May</a> be able to comprehend with all saints what <span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-style: italic; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">is</span> the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="19" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">19 </span>And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="20" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">20 </span>Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,</span></p><p class="" style="margin: 0px 0px 26px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a class="" name="21" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px;"> </a><span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">21 </span>Unto him <span class="" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-style: italic; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial initial;">be</span> glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen.</span></p><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Here are some pics from last week:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">These are the first Sister Missionaries that were in Thailand. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoE5m_r8j4RJJzutj6sDFGhZwy1DXv_JZCpdGTnudkjqqzuuBTRPZv4wa7DsFm4nh5OxrrS7exK1P0PlJliGW30cv4MPZjFA1csGqC-CRpAqHRiC0-mkg7YlA2zvkfjTK9Pczn6kn_3U/s640/blogger-image-1704489565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoE5m_r8j4RJJzutj6sDFGhZwy1DXv_JZCpdGTnudkjqqzuuBTRPZv4wa7DsFm4nh5OxrrS7exK1P0PlJliGW30cv4MPZjFA1csGqC-CRpAqHRiC0-mkg7YlA2zvkfjTK9Pczn6kn_3U/s640/blogger-image-1704489565.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijdc-8LABlY2MuMu8ZeETK8ngMnjeEq08TuMWYUM6tPEI0e6vEwXze-vJ-a9WWJWhTsVp-xuUqZczW2njuxux0Xkk_luxDG3km11AF5gIyK6H7reU6PJ2uoWaD_zsBzTWCe0oeSD6ZEvM/s640/blogger-image--405972399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijdc-8LABlY2MuMu8ZeETK8ngMnjeEq08TuMWYUM6tPEI0e6vEwXze-vJ-a9WWJWhTsVp-xuUqZczW2njuxux0Xkk_luxDG3km11AF5gIyK6H7reU6PJ2uoWaD_zsBzTWCe0oeSD6ZEvM/s640/blogger-image--405972399.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipU7W6lVWK7XjKvr2aNCDFgq7T8KkML9UcCx3NNCrKJVGLfjfHaOb-4CZSwyCwi6ZNgE7Wyrb1VId7iWRJPJwIoF5uAgoLuYVzZa5kw7J_xFGk2FGyLmQnd_RPfjanz9zMrod1y5ad7SA/s640/blogger-image--1726789044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipU7W6lVWK7XjKvr2aNCDFgq7T8KkML9UcCx3NNCrKJVGLfjfHaOb-4CZSwyCwi6ZNgE7Wyrb1VId7iWRJPJwIoF5uAgoLuYVzZa5kw7J_xFGk2FGyLmQnd_RPfjanz9zMrod1y5ad7SA/s640/blogger-image--1726789044.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsn2lkfwMRmTAViXBWOMee3VllpoJ4lyO2prORS2V_GBz-shM716K73ZF-HwNPmd7Vm40YF0OUc2PxwmTXHv71gUPKgy0bOE1-8mxBwczohO-oLK5VMdQZ0ZIXHOxGRG30o7p2sYvEoW0/s640/blogger-image--79541559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsn2lkfwMRmTAViXBWOMee3VllpoJ4lyO2prORS2V_GBz-shM716K73ZF-HwNPmd7Vm40YF0OUc2PxwmTXHv71gUPKgy0bOE1-8mxBwczohO-oLK5VMdQZ0ZIXHOxGRG30o7p2sYvEoW0/s640/blogger-image--79541559.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-66450816724208328012016-03-14T09:48:00.001-07:002016-03-14T09:48:48.734-07:00Moving To Udon - I Get To Ride My Bike Again!<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Its so weird it is P-day today!! There is soo much to do, so this email may be a little short...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So the big news.......................I AM MOVING TO UDON ON MONDAY. So for my last transfer I get a new area in the Essan so I get to ride my bike!! I am so stoked! But I will miss the members in Asoke so much .. But I am ready to work hard out in the Essan!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11oQwpbDTRao85rFNrQuWLd6Vxgl8SpHktMiTFV9AyacnNgVJRby21RleaHswcjQfB3py7sfEuhSJDxGzDxCziWJvBrEQCi_UEMfyOYMqBYno92ab-URBwiysZE-UmhJpirITBmVNkuM/s640/blogger-image--1773298172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11oQwpbDTRao85rFNrQuWLd6Vxgl8SpHktMiTFV9AyacnNgVJRby21RleaHswcjQfB3py7sfEuhSJDxGzDxCziWJvBrEQCi_UEMfyOYMqBYno92ab-URBwiysZE-UmhJpirITBmVNkuM/s640/blogger-image--1773298172.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">These last few days have been good! I ate frog with a member, taught some investigators, and ate a lot of fro-yo because it is SO HOT. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I read this scripture that sums up my feelings about my mission thus far.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is in<b> Alma 29:13</b>:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>"Yea, and that same God did establish his church among them; yea, and that same God hath called me by a holy calling, to preach the word unto this people, and hath given me much success, in the which my joy is full."</b><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As I read this I reflected on my mission and this calling as a missionary, there have been good times and hard times, but all in all, as I have preached His word, a lot of amazing things have happened and my joy has been full. All those people who tell you before your mission that they were happier than ever before on their missions really mean it. You just come to love the people so much, and you learn so much about the gospel. Its hard to describe. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this week I had one of those happy experiences with an RC who Sister Coates and I met on the street and taught. She is from Cambodia and is possibly one of the best people ever. She wants to read the Book of Mormon in Thai (she has lived her for over 25 years), but sometimes doesn't quite understand... but that doesn't stop her! She told me she has been dedicating over 3 hours a night to reading and re-reading so she can understand. She loves the story of Nephi and Laban. I asked to see her scriptures, and to my pleasant surprise, they were highlighted and colored with notes, sticky notes and pen. She would write notes about who was who, and next to the scriptures she really likes she adds a sticky note with the word, "<b>like</b>" written on it. I asked her what it meant and she looked at me and said, "<b>Like</b>, Sister Rem,... it's same-same as Facebook you know?" She is the best. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">She also told us her ultimate goal is to go back to Heavenly Father, and she will do and sacrifice all she needs to in order for this to happen. Her faith is amazing and I felt so happy to have been able to teach her. The gospel changes lives.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hQrYTe6zqYNUxY_W0SKXi__BDtzuRogv1Eg8Vr4a92faXcytRb3hnZk3rdV5jaWUamfTJBEklFLfFhFUUZ9KpOQTQOpENaTzBNAlezbpoSJwU5p1HTqjCEdd3IxClASMCwW3Dwu8_7U/s640/blogger-image-1433311448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hQrYTe6zqYNUxY_W0SKXi__BDtzuRogv1Eg8Vr4a92faXcytRb3hnZk3rdV5jaWUamfTJBEklFLfFhFUUZ9KpOQTQOpENaTzBNAlezbpoSJwU5p1HTqjCEdd3IxClASMCwW3Dwu8_7U/s640/blogger-image-1433311448.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well that's about all I have time for this week!! I love you guys!! Talk to you not this monday but next monday!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwURB0KtnqiaDC-mFb6vbKxRNna2Ez33ZeeW0V9krWxSe-JjuvQ3DRNNk_h-y5LzNpbh6I5UcAbcBKtqmv1fJ-_kTOxcm6mJlSMs6KEViaMeG-olKb34X61JKxWQQ8s1RJYENkrJmjrQ/s640/blogger-image-132179872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwURB0KtnqiaDC-mFb6vbKxRNna2Ez33ZeeW0V9krWxSe-JjuvQ3DRNNk_h-y5LzNpbh6I5UcAbcBKtqmv1fJ-_kTOxcm6mJlSMs6KEViaMeG-olKb34X61JKxWQQ8s1RJYENkrJmjrQ/s640/blogger-image-132179872.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">P.S. I got to see my MTC group this week, because we all needed to renew our Visas!</div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_GUJf5KANGQwVLhTkp1eH14hh8919QFIF0lGPJBBPpPkT8ZNJInHv4IizqvJVBjpxv_4hge4DXY-n0t_2WDv3rmREIsBjAOxuylwmGa8yopfhljU293rs1_UPVCLcq2iUHtavfaUz0EQ/s640/blogger-image-2111959542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_GUJf5KANGQwVLhTkp1eH14hh8919QFIF0lGPJBBPpPkT8ZNJInHv4IizqvJVBjpxv_4hge4DXY-n0t_2WDv3rmREIsBjAOxuylwmGa8yopfhljU293rs1_UPVCLcq2iUHtavfaUz0EQ/s640/blogger-image-2111959542.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I love sunflowers</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuuphxAo_9WtefNf-JxxFeF6vTIeKPSreofY2paTz9Ca2JGj9Qe8uWF05JBCkZGzijt8ZTwzbzlLzaovpRZXHHGeMokwYRWp0lfOkW9yWaTU9aLvZfV3lvCqB1100-HkX22WfEuJRDq2g/s640/blogger-image--1615825295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuuphxAo_9WtefNf-JxxFeF6vTIeKPSreofY2paTz9Ca2JGj9Qe8uWF05JBCkZGzijt8ZTwzbzlLzaovpRZXHHGeMokwYRWp0lfOkW9yWaTU9aLvZfV3lvCqB1100-HkX22WfEuJRDq2g/s640/blogger-image--1615825295.jpg"></a></div>Visiting a members house on the river </div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-70785714281816711282016-03-07T13:00:00.001-08:002016-03-07T13:00:56.618-08:00Circumstances Don't Determine Happiness...Attitude Does<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWdP_DhNpyIakaCdAib_zBRKgwhwKoheI8AqxEdXet543ZG83mh3Cjxjs8l_PkODsDgEDiYd50EBY1Tu6iIDAFky7QVSIYBcdyRY0oXLdTiFy7P2kY7cssOVwj_4NxEPT-EoZRTXBl_A/s640/blogger-image-1217020681.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimWdP_DhNpyIakaCdAib_zBRKgwhwKoheI8AqxEdXet543ZG83mh3Cjxjs8l_PkODsDgEDiYd50EBY1Tu6iIDAFky7QVSIYBcdyRY0oXLdTiFy7P2kY7cssOVwj_4NxEPT-EoZRTXBl_A/s640/blogger-image-1217020681.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!!!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh man, it is finally kinda hitting me that this is my last transfer! I have 6 weeks left... where did all the time go?? </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also before I forget, transfers are next Monday, so our next P-day will be this</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Saturday. So don't forget to write me <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1">friday night</a> ;)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So in other words by the end of this week, I will know where I will be my last 6 weeks, and who I will be with! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I had some amazing experiences...so I will get to explaining them:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At the beginning of the week we went to visit this member, of around 10 years, who lived in the slums. At first we were going to see her at night, but then she told us it is too dangerous at night so we needed to come during the day. During the visit she told us of her becoming a member of the church, her children falling away, and how she came to take care of her grandchildren etc. But then something she said really hit me. She was talking about how when she was first a member, she was always reading in the scriptures about how God is only in clean and holy places etc., and as such she didn't think that God would ever be with her in her tiny wooden house in the slums. But then one of her friends at church told her, "God knows you...he knows you are trying to follow Christ, and he knows your heart, so of course he will be with you." After this she then told us that she believed the scripture in Samuel that, "Man looketh upon the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh upon the heart." As she said this I felt how true that was....here she is a wonderful, faithful lady, doing her best in her calling, and trying to help others....and always, always sharing her gratitude for her blessings. She kept saying how blessed she had been since she had become a member. One of the things she mentioned was how before she was a member she had a dirt floor, and now she has like plastic covering over the dirt! She was so grateful for that simple thing like the plastic covering on the floor. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYAA9FWQrX3WHwe7LOtvG-zfiy6wUYBZjif85jtfTnFZOhb5y9lyxzvBwcDcS1TfTt57z82tzpIlrYC6JWrZ7rzE_FawhOyjlMakI77RTQfZqguNBhiuic8-QQOWp6TVd1R3RL24ilh-s/s640/blogger-image--1765168153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYAA9FWQrX3WHwe7LOtvG-zfiy6wUYBZjif85jtfTnFZOhb5y9lyxzvBwcDcS1TfTt57z82tzpIlrYC6JWrZ7rzE_FawhOyjlMakI77RTQfZqguNBhiuic8-QQOWp6TVd1R3RL24ilh-s/s640/blogger-image--1765168153.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then the very next day we went to dinner with a member from the International Ward, where we dipped our fingers in rose petals and lemon before we ate... I can't believe the experiences I am having. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUOOzzhZ9jdAIMtSFMaD0vVZDcjsWsXQHwg81PrvAXKV-ZNKNsNtTeszqC1fNBQ3Q4q1YwIBnPlFoUNq6U4iVie6qGP2Mf7fqe24G2qMs9L1jYcPVQgkk3T2IN146mxqHXtsh8ibAlTxg/s640/blogger-image--286420556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUOOzzhZ9jdAIMtSFMaD0vVZDcjsWsXQHwg81PrvAXKV-ZNKNsNtTeszqC1fNBQ3Q4q1YwIBnPlFoUNq6U4iVie6qGP2Mf7fqe24G2qMs9L1jYcPVQgkk3T2IN146mxqHXtsh8ibAlTxg/s640/blogger-image--286420556.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Circumstances 100% don't determine happiness....attitude does.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Other miracles:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">-Me getting some salad for dinner, and this girl asking me if I was a missionary and where she could go to church. She wrote down and asked for OUR number....that doesn't happen everyday. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">-Sister Deek is getting Baptized next week!! (if all goes well)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I really learned the power of fasting too. In the International ward they shared this quote that when you fast, "You give the Lord a crust of bread and he gives you a loaf." I saw this happen this week with regards to the things I had fasted for the week before. Without going into too many details, this older member shared her testimony this week in which she quoted from my talk and told everyone how much my talk and the Spirit had touched her. She said she had never before really written anything down without her daughters help, but as I was speaking she was able to get it all down. So that was a cool answer to prayers. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The last thing was we had an amazing lesson where our American investigator was really touched by this scripture. Romans <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://2" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="2">8:16-18</a></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> 16 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> 17 And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> 18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.</span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I really feel like I learned that, "The Lord can do his own work." As missionaries we are simply the tools in his hands. It is a great joy to be a missionary to be able to feel of God's love in his service. There is nothing like it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqZVRSHGnNY500WARgyQAWeUYdJx7bliy15WgxjF5PWnFmb_SKgy2I73pJsk67PlgA7z_NI_gdtPN2O4tEgOGtqTROl3csOSjftA0Wfq3Rt5iwKwnHyhxhBlYgMZAWTvsLeYKNshHoKM/s640/blogger-image--342802411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqZVRSHGnNY500WARgyQAWeUYdJx7bliy15WgxjF5PWnFmb_SKgy2I73pJsk67PlgA7z_NI_gdtPN2O4tEgOGtqTROl3csOSjftA0Wfq3Rt5iwKwnHyhxhBlYgMZAWTvsLeYKNshHoKM/s640/blogger-image--342802411.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDx2cvnF7xIHhEjjtAtQ2J91FrpFaEspFkpAjvGEmP9QTSOeyJqRf8Nb35eUCqfOyDLz8VddzuQYYahKrzsPmsD7mcR9-RHMETvMcJH1_xRmgpliovASldwPDAzO3FZJo0r-D1m2_Vrk/s640/blogger-image-816076203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDx2cvnF7xIHhEjjtAtQ2J91FrpFaEspFkpAjvGEmP9QTSOeyJqRf8Nb35eUCqfOyDLz8VddzuQYYahKrzsPmsD7mcR9-RHMETvMcJH1_xRmgpliovASldwPDAzO3FZJo0r-D1m2_Vrk/s640/blogger-image-816076203.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-44194093318003728612016-02-29T10:39:00.001-08:002016-02-29T10:39:50.087-08:00Remember That God Knows And Loves You<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJgt2cx3Rp4J7Ys869hp7lqAml9OdpoHWsQi0J8ymjRAHKLeWfgUCrCzBpBzIgdIgW_t-JbqzVXaUCqBwxVOJ8mKwuGFYhW8mrkH-TRTBsxzZfzL0_jnX2I3ZZc7XUl-KitOwRaNsNc8/s640/blogger-image-530699501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJgt2cx3Rp4J7Ys869hp7lqAml9OdpoHWsQi0J8ymjRAHKLeWfgUCrCzBpBzIgdIgW_t-JbqzVXaUCqBwxVOJ8mKwuGFYhW8mrkH-TRTBsxzZfzL0_jnX2I3ZZc7XUl-KitOwRaNsNc8/s640/blogger-image-530699501.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey Everybody!!!! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Happy Birthday to Wyatt this week!!!! I hope it is the best ever!! Can't believe you are turning 19. Eat some cake for me. <br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was good! For P-day we went to the tallest tower in Thailand. It was so pretty and amazing to see Bangkok from up so high. While I was up there I realized just how many people are in Bangkok, and how many must be prepared to hear the Gospel. This tower was as close as I could get to a mountain here in Bangkok, and it was pretty cool. There was even a fruit buffet included in the price of the ticket, complete with chocolate fountains! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEEePGy7gxteUjTQzxWquuANpKwIT7PXilC91b5AVLKD6TK5V7s6ERWHiQPEPPWO5cLd08aUCx5fXn1mhPo9YBOoyOTs3bMnOJ5nVjXfqfqcoXPBRXSGsjPUZ_is-pgGIFfNg2kH8iRc/s640/blogger-image--1978328067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEEePGy7gxteUjTQzxWquuANpKwIT7PXilC91b5AVLKD6TK5V7s6ERWHiQPEPPWO5cLd08aUCx5fXn1mhPo9YBOoyOTs3bMnOJ5nVjXfqfqcoXPBRXSGsjPUZ_is-pgGIFfNg2kH8iRc/s640/blogger-image--1978328067.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69FbtmKZ7TPrDCNCBXh04ieeWG0B4077Q7EYWRebrtBfg_cXwiLg9FRX8vV7NGdbCtNfrz7mejYDKQ3Iv1hBHuUpPvjDO71lpDtPu-V_vZMCkMUd8brnQoOHKgOFnBGA_zhDdls16-RY/s640/blogger-image-2098048889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69FbtmKZ7TPrDCNCBXh04ieeWG0B4077Q7EYWRebrtBfg_cXwiLg9FRX8vV7NGdbCtNfrz7mejYDKQ3Iv1hBHuUpPvjDO71lpDtPu-V_vZMCkMUd8brnQoOHKgOFnBGA_zhDdls16-RY/s640/blogger-image-2098048889.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkOXm71Xmlv7czKLC1-0AB8_ULH8Gkx0rwA5J5ZzZ2O0mw1FCn9LKLEM6Vo26jFE2FPCfiSvUP0dBW1G6NdFF2DqFZP_SIoIz34R_BDPMqU-D9YLkKsdfqWXNsFU4NGRRFVNwGah8BVo/s640/blogger-image-696137929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkOXm71Xmlv7czKLC1-0AB8_ULH8Gkx0rwA5J5ZzZ2O0mw1FCn9LKLEM6Vo26jFE2FPCfiSvUP0dBW1G6NdFF2DqFZP_SIoIz34R_BDPMqU-D9YLkKsdfqWXNsFU4NGRRFVNwGah8BVo/s640/blogger-image-696137929.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also for FHE some members taught me how to make kay yat say, which is basically a thai omelet....but sooo delicious! They knew it was my favorite, and they were all like, "You are going to be finished sooner than we know, so we have to teach you now!." Love them. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we had a lot of really great lessons with Sister Dik who is Sister Noon's friend! She has a really strong desire to learn and be baptized so we will see how it goes! It was cool to hear her experiences of how God has really been leading her life. </span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I also went on a switch off with a new missionary! It was soo fun! She had so much faith and we went out contacting and taught so many people! We even taught this less active member who made us a FEAST. She had a giant fish, sticky rice, 2 things of papaya salad, fruit, treats, normal rice, you name it!! Oh ......and fried chicken. We did our best to eat a lot, but when it came time for the fried chicken, I just couldn't do it... it had been sitting out for like a day, and I knew it would be food poisoning galore if I were to eat it... so I may or may not have put it in my backpack... but then at the last second when we were saying bye put it back on the plate. Anyways, good times. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Lately the Asoke Branch has really been stepping up!! They are awesome! they had this meeting on Sunday about how they can be better missionaries, and introduce their friends and bring less actives back! It was soo exciting as they committed all the members to go find people! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This Sunday I gave a talk in the Thai ward...IN THAI! I was so nervous, but I prayed before it and I really felt Heavenly Father's help in giving it. I felt the words, "I will go before your face, my spirit will be in your heart, and my angels round about you to bear you up", come to my head. My words came out slowly and clearly, and as I shared my testimony at the end I heard myself say, "I Love God, and I know He loves me." When I said that, it was not something I planned to share, but I really felt the truth of that. I love God and I know He loves me. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Lately, I feel I have been in a bit of a rut. When teaching it seemed to me that the things I was telling people seemed repetitive. A couple training meetings ago, an Elder shared this experience about how knowing God loved him changed everything, so I have been praying to feel a reconfirmation of that. So after I gave my talk and recieved that confirmation, it totally changed things. When I was reminded of how much God loves me, it changed my teaching and as such we have had some cool experiences in following the Spirit. That was definitely not how I expected to get an answer to my prayers, but I have come to know that a reminder that God LOVES you will change everything. So I invite you all to pray for that reconfirmation; it may not come immediately, but it will without a doubt come, and the wait will be worth it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-RZaX3lf4rzj0yAV13mmHVwU-tSqMwQUp5e28E_8U8KWgKQqurqS5sVn8-KZaaPe2a6XSLtRoc3dWIgpuK6LGxur-S2Fjea3z1c5BDN0K2B6yMfyl-FOrmWylagpiuz72T5AsTdskiA/s640/blogger-image-2093692196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-RZaX3lf4rzj0yAV13mmHVwU-tSqMwQUp5e28E_8U8KWgKQqurqS5sVn8-KZaaPe2a6XSLtRoc3dWIgpuK6LGxur-S2Fjea3z1c5BDN0K2B6yMfyl-FOrmWylagpiuz72T5AsTdskiA/s640/blogger-image-2093692196.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteHfDxF7XxI8JiDA6U-ECPHOs1VaQYRCVyzJ6aSTTMZIuQ74tPYFT5WKIUAEUSIon9_pgqWmr47Os1jMHsXbw1o8_2nI36DwikpA4YMdG4Ej6ee-0bD-xo8RttRP2E60bbWtVEpQtWqQ/s640/blogger-image-1148254425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteHfDxF7XxI8JiDA6U-ECPHOs1VaQYRCVyzJ6aSTTMZIuQ74tPYFT5WKIUAEUSIon9_pgqWmr47Os1jMHsXbw1o8_2nI36DwikpA4YMdG4Ej6ee-0bD-xo8RttRP2E60bbWtVEpQtWqQ/s640/blogger-image-1148254425.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5eLynRbar-MiRw9cQ35_uZavRxywI3qv9kqSBnI3c-eXDXbLn6gIrVZ_BA4nBtKMN4vLktD6ymL10CHyNfm3oZiK7BpD-Cj1_sdjbDNondROhkQ2yuYG7uajdEva1vnTsYrq9bC6iYtg/s640/blogger-image-1128420047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5eLynRbar-MiRw9cQ35_uZavRxywI3qv9kqSBnI3c-eXDXbLn6gIrVZ_BA4nBtKMN4vLktD6ymL10CHyNfm3oZiK7BpD-Cj1_sdjbDNondROhkQ2yuYG7uajdEva1vnTsYrq9bC6iYtg/s640/blogger-image-1128420047.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-90245089282274985552016-02-22T10:39:00.001-08:002016-02-22T10:39:32.142-08:00"When We Keep The Commandments We Are So Happy" - A Visit From Elder
Stevenson (and giant snakes)<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone! How's it going? </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">First of all MyLdsMail was being weird last week, so a lot of you didn't get my emails. Know that I still love you, and hope it works this week!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was busy! We worked really hard, which is always good. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The week started off by Sister Parin and I going to hold giant snakes at a snake farm... It was fun, but really gross too. I will send pics, they are super hilar! There was also this one girl who was watching the show who was really scared of snakes so she kept screaming....which was kinda funny. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgCvPcDhBBEGqOa_a5M_lnduvn2obDSYEQ_NgVstkVg8miX2GNoWbUD9K4MJ6PCACwwKqzbX8RoDy-Tw0vZNMEIFEwjKUqj0gH5SkW0xCRdLIHTklQerUgVUldGRuc_RoGkEm1DQq416Y/s640/blogger-image--1193076437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgCvPcDhBBEGqOa_a5M_lnduvn2obDSYEQ_NgVstkVg8miX2GNoWbUD9K4MJ6PCACwwKqzbX8RoDy-Tw0vZNMEIFEwjKUqj0gH5SkW0xCRdLIHTklQerUgVUldGRuc_RoGkEm1DQq416Y/s640/blogger-image--1193076437.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7bY630Tb9mbPBBskd2TrmUI0DskiY4pRwvkvpZAeCEJ8pPEtHA5R89xVRvljChGV54oPhHaEVMqWpCIMe07_q9niDZLQfqgn0rhVF66c9Wv9a-toN2kNUczBWMNTW546bD7Cyjh_0Dw/s640/blogger-image-1787480428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7bY630Tb9mbPBBskd2TrmUI0DskiY4pRwvkvpZAeCEJ8pPEtHA5R89xVRvljChGV54oPhHaEVMqWpCIMe07_q9niDZLQfqgn0rhVF66c9Wv9a-toN2kNUczBWMNTW546bD7Cyjh_0Dw/s640/blogger-image-1787480428.jpg"></a></div></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It was also Sister Parins Birthday this week! We celebrated by going to grill some meat/seafood at this grill place she likes. (Sorry Mom, I still didn't eat the seafood :) We also put some Birthday candles on some tim-tams and she slammed them! It was a fun day! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTwkBG28NbAqbPkKvVXfzTYACZLzhE0O0L4WfrmSA15kJAWXTvqRiSQo2JPKDs93M4wnIIMg6LIMWZmTBCbkKW1jIRoltQ0rCxu0jSkOC8fhVl2HpzC4haMYvj3fyDkASqvMbEJgPG14/s640/blogger-image-238279755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTwkBG28NbAqbPkKvVXfzTYACZLzhE0O0L4WfrmSA15kJAWXTvqRiSQo2JPKDs93M4wnIIMg6LIMWZmTBCbkKW1jIRoltQ0rCxu0jSkOC8fhVl2HpzC4haMYvj3fyDkASqvMbEJgPG14/s640/blogger-image-238279755.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I found out that I will be giving a talk in the Thai ward this Sunday....for 15 minutes! I am a bit nervous, but it should be okay. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I was feeling a bit like I was starting to get into too much of a routine, so one day I decided to do everything differently....go a different way out of our apartment, invite in a new place, and eat new food for lunch; it was fun! So if any of you feel like you are in too much of a routine, I invite you to do the same. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There was a celebration this week to CELEBRATE THAILAND BEING DEDICATED FOR THE PREACHING OF THE GOSPEL FOR 50 YEARS! And an apostle and 70's came! A</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> recent convert even told me she was so </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">excited she, "couldn't sleep, I have met royalty but I COULD sleep the night before that." So ya it was pretty great. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> It was such a cool meeting in which they reviewed the dedicatory prayer, and how it has been fulfilled. It was cool to think that I was here for the temple announcement, at the meeting for the formation of one of the 3 stakes, and all in all, just to know I have had the opportunity to share the gospel here for 1 and a half of those 50 years! The Thai people really are like the pioneers. In the meeting they asked all the first generation members to raise their hands, and like 95 percent of the people there were first generation members. The church is relatively new here, and yet it is amazing to see peoples faith.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There were a lot of really great talks from the meeting, but two that really inspired me were the one by Sister Gong (Elder Gong, who I think is in the presidency of the 70's wife), and one by the new apostle, Elder Stevenson. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In Sister Gong's talk, she spoke of looking to the good in the future, and how all of the missionaries and members need to promise each other they will all remain worthy to come back to attend the temple in Thailand with their families one day. It was cool to think that one day Thailand really will have a temple, and that I will have the opportunity to come back here with my family and be able to tell them of all the great experiences I had as a missionary, and introduce them to the people I came to love. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTugy1jj5tYL2hiGom0qjDlCg7Z91W9_tNOREifBtRtM9N5OTs54EBYrER0tyrh3XypuUDiDTY0B7mo-LAVa8ambzZIQimecU5SzfHE3okmx3yeLOgCy4fqjwUgoRa9hl9iBjFwkV3Cak/s640/blogger-image-1027387243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTugy1jj5tYL2hiGom0qjDlCg7Z91W9_tNOREifBtRtM9N5OTs54EBYrER0tyrh3XypuUDiDTY0B7mo-LAVa8ambzZIQimecU5SzfHE3okmx3yeLOgCy4fqjwUgoRa9hl9iBjFwkV3Cak/s640/blogger-image-1027387243.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In Elder Stevenson's talk he said a couple of things I really liked:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"The future is so bright!" "When we keep the commandments we are happy! So let's keep the commandments!!" He said all of these things with such excitement and conviction! He testified of those small and simple things we can all do to build our testimonies as well, which were to read the Book of Mormon and pray. If we just do these simple things we can receive a witness that the rest of the gospel is true, that this is the only true church, that Joseph Smith really was a prophet, etc.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">However, what I will always remember from this historic meeting is the feeling I had. I was feeling a bit down this week, but after I went to that meeting I just felt so happy and energized again, as I truly felt the Spirit witness to me that all they said was true. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I just want to close this email with my testimony. I know that Jesus Christ lives. I know God is our Heavenly Father. The Book of Mormon is true. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFIbYFVeV_pEmk0Ns4jWKyiUlSU9Ibwvt8CntMBy_SMrE-gAF98fmmYkSGZpOCYd2rzVscwXbCkD8iVhmugunGrOaQNLYPrZZ_FShgo6711w_4MyR8S0qTbKft50fHzx2m8H5NP3oMEw/s640/blogger-image--2083323836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFIbYFVeV_pEmk0Ns4jWKyiUlSU9Ibwvt8CntMBy_SMrE-gAF98fmmYkSGZpOCYd2rzVscwXbCkD8iVhmugunGrOaQNLYPrZZ_FShgo6711w_4MyR8S0qTbKft50fHzx2m8H5NP3oMEw/s640/blogger-image--2083323836.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-4441139060892595202016-02-16T13:29:00.001-08:002016-02-16T13:29:21.311-08:00Sometimes The Best Way Is Not The Easiest<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey Everybody! <o:p></o:p></span></p><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was a blur of meetings....there was MLC where the ZL's and STL's meet with the mission president and get trained, there was a meeting for missionaries finishing their missions next transfer (crazy!), and we went to train the zones! And ya...it was busy. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So to begin this email, last week we went with some of our district to this place called the Escape Room, where you had to figure out clues to get out of the room using keys, puzzles, and problem solving. There was a button on the wall that you could press if you got stuck and someone would come give you a hint. Lets just say, I pressed that button a lot. I'll be honest as well, it was not really that fun. We are going to see snakes this week though! (eww?)<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1XrgIMxIvww-jQVX4LfC_0xmb0XUn0MADXVRr9uexCWeNleE3zV389kf5UkeoxLRtjefQ4dpXBDU7EjscuM_OLHIg_VYhSLt6-zQqfol-eXArHieAG_K3BzA7AzfFtwzBqHihwvyE6OA/s640/blogger-image--1367970206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1XrgIMxIvww-jQVX4LfC_0xmb0XUn0MADXVRr9uexCWeNleE3zV389kf5UkeoxLRtjefQ4dpXBDU7EjscuM_OLHIg_VYhSLt6-zQqfol-eXArHieAG_K3BzA7AzfFtwzBqHihwvyE6OA/s640/blogger-image--1367970206.jpg"></a></div><o:p></o:p><p></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I really loved the training at MLC. One of the AP's talked about an experience where he came to know God's love, and how that, to him, changed everything... his every motive, his every action...everything. Hearing that really re-motivated me to look at my desires behind why I do certain things, and to make sure I am doing it all to please God, and not others. We then went to train our zone about these things, and for some reason I ended up doing a lot of the talking, so it was good for my <i>slight</i> public speaking fear (which I think everyone has). <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ohhh man that meeting for people Jobbing (finishing) their missions next transfer was soo weird! I can't (and can) believe I am at this point, but I still have a while left to work hard! However, it was a good meeting, as they got us to start making plans for certain areas of our lives when we go home, so that we are able to keep learning and growing, and not just plateau or go back to how we used to be.<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There was one day this week that was seriously crazy. I thought at the end of the day that it could be made into a movie. So to briefly summarize:<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Parin and I were running for the train to go teach some people, and the doors shut and I thought we were both on. Then I looked behind me only to find out that Sister Parin didn't make it in!!! It was really stressful as we were going pretty far away, but (long story short) I found her! I think from now on I will grab people's arm when I get on the train; especially when there are crazy crowds with billions of people.<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">After that we went to teach these Pakistani investigators at their house! They made us some delicious food, and we were able to here of their amazing story! Then, we went to teach our investigator from America and his girlfriend at their apartment. They had the coolest art and paintings that they had brought over to Thailand on a boat! (I was also introduced to one of their relatives, who was a doctor and was drinking water in a crystal glass wearing a fancy housecoat.) Our lesson was cut short, because our investigator, a psychologist, was summoned by one of his patients hoping to get out of a mental institution. Good times. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, a really cool miracle happened this week. Sister Saa (the Cambodian recent convert) called saying that her boss is going to pay for her visa in Thailand. This is the first time in all of her 25 years here that this has happened. She was a bit emotional and knew it was a miracle from Heavenly Father. I have been so privileged to teach her and to hear about all the miracles that occur in her life. She is one of those people I know I needed to meet on my mission. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For a spiritual thought this week, the importance of making decisions really stuck out to me. We visited a lot of less active returned missionaries and it made me feel really sad. They are people who just know so well what they should be doing in order to gain happiness, but they are choosing not too. Another moment that really underscored this all to me was when I was trying to figure out what to do when Sister Parin didn't make it on the train....I was praying to figure out what I should do, and I didn't really get an answer, so I just acted on my best approximation. Soon after, I heard the phone ring and she told me where she was. So I guess what I learned from these two very different experiences was #1. Make choices that lead to your happiness, sometimes the best way is not the easiest, but it is infinitely worth it in the end. and #2 Pray and then act on your best approximation trusting that it will be confirmed by Heavenly Father. Heavenly Father is mindful of us all. <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys!<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">P.S. A ward member told me that I look like some actress named Lisa Jakub? Not sure who that is hahaha <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-34043112904274197892016-02-08T10:16:00.001-08:002016-02-08T10:16:52.854-08:00Without a Purpose, Struggle, Or Some Sort Of Uphill Gradient, There Is
No Joy<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Hey everyone!! </span></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was transfers, and I am still in Asoke and have a new companion, who is cone Thai, her name is Sister Parin. She's really nice, and lived in Utah for 9 years, though she normally speaks in Thai. So hopefully by the end of this transfer my Thai will be perfected...or at least a little better. haha. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYUyDPk20da4tLW65Fndg8Ms9V8Qi-5EQsWDBA48tWke2wD0JOEgTXxoKTOxSjJKDjGn_yU9TaIzX0cKtHumwxXpSij305W2CW3z0iRfaJPHMOY-AvIjmDSVl7X_H8xDK39Na4RSMwoQ8/s640/blogger-image-175750170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYUyDPk20da4tLW65Fndg8Ms9V8Qi-5EQsWDBA48tWke2wD0JOEgTXxoKTOxSjJKDjGn_yU9TaIzX0cKtHumwxXpSij305W2CW3z0iRfaJPHMOY-AvIjmDSVl7X_H8xDK39Na4RSMwoQ8/s640/blogger-image-175750170.jpg"></a></div>This is Sis parin and I trying to get back to the office in time for Coordination meeting...we took a taxi, a tuk tuk, a bus and the train... oh bangkok!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this week there has been a lot of celebrating of chinese new year as lots of Thai people are of Chinese heritage. Lots of fires and music. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjikNbFjbAPYz_4RE0n23euXU3yg1ZLoq5CnFUYArtg985IF8lu73SFWhtdaG0BjJ2jkRq3shNDm0Xfr1vE-9MIPFNtuMqe3o6gc2JaKHTR8Wxe-59LyfiW5J_fHfXxj-GkcibWvbJ08Po/s640/blogger-image-1921335512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjikNbFjbAPYz_4RE0n23euXU3yg1ZLoq5CnFUYArtg985IF8lu73SFWhtdaG0BjJ2jkRq3shNDm0Xfr1vE-9MIPFNtuMqe3o6gc2JaKHTR8Wxe-59LyfiW5J_fHfXxj-GkcibWvbJ08Po/s640/blogger-image-1921335512.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay this week's funny moments: </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1. Teaching this less active member who makes dresses, and every couple minutes she would try and give me a dress, saying the patterns would look good on me, as I am tall. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2. Inviting with Sister Parin: I walk up to talk to this white guy selling kleenex on the side of the street, and as I do I realize this guy is a little scary, so I back away and tell Sister Parin, and she comments, "Well yeah!! How often do you see a farang (foreigner) selling tissue." </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week had some cool teaching moments as well! One of them was when we taught our investigator from America and his Thai girlfriend. I asked one of the senior couples from the office to teach with us, and it was a neat lesson! We taught the restoration and it was easy to see how they are seeking for truth. We testified a lot, and it was really neat how the Spirit guided me in answering those questions that don't usually come up with Thai investigators. At the end of the lesson, the senior couple told me, "Thank you for your boldness." I feel like I am really learning in so many ways right now that, "Faith is a principle of Action and Power." You act and then the power comes to accomplish your task. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Another interesting lesson this week was with our Chinese investigator, when we teach him we usually get this Chinese member who speaks Thai to translate into Chinese for him. So the lessons are this 3 language mash up...we speak in English to the investigator (who understands a little), then translate into Thai for the Chinese member (who doesn't know English), and then she translates into Chinese. It's a bit confusing, but this investigator really wants to be baptized so he is definitely learning. Anyways, for this particular lesson, we asked another member, who was going to open her mission call that day (and who spoke a little Chinese) to help as well. After the lesson she opens her mission call to California Arcadia, Mandarin Chinese speaking!! Wow...so not a coincidence. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also on Sunday another member got called to Seoul, Korea!! So cool as well. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh and this Sunday we got to go to dinner at President and Sister Johnson's house!! Sooo good. It reminded me of Grandma's food, as we ate beef on a bun, fruit salad, and carrot cake. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, so that brings me to my thought for the week:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week a lot of things didn't happen the way I planned or expected. I was feeling a little sad about this when Sister Coates reminded me of a quote from General Conference that says, "Our way is lacking," and Heavenly Father's way is so much better. The key is to trust this plan. At church on Sunday they had a really interesting lesson in Sunday school. They were talking about how there is opposition in all things. A member shared her story about how after she was married, she and her husband decided to travel Europe for 3 months. They had money saved up and thought it would be so fun not to work, have no worries, and to see all the sites of Europe. But then about 6 weeks into the trip, they realized they were not very happy. It was in that moment this member had the realization that, "Without a purpose, without a struggle, without some sort of an uphill gradient, there is no joy." I really liked that thought... that we need struggle to grow and have joy. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The second thing I really liked from that class was the teacher brought out this huge chart of the Periodic Table of Elements and explained how it all worked, saying how complex and organized it was, and as such, it must come from God. However, man was able to figure out the periodic table...though it took hard work. The teacher then compared this to our lives, that there is always a greater plan from God, but it takes work to figure out. Slowly prayer by prayer, piece by piece, that great plan (or periodic table) for our own lives can be revealed. This, and a lot of other things gave me comfort that there always is a greater plan and that I need to go forward, be faithful, and then puzzle piece by puzzle piece, this plan will be made known. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I think this scripture in 1 corinthians <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">13:12</a> sums it all up:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> 12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you all!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div>1645/6 New Phetchburi Road</div><div>Makkasan, Ratchathewi</div><div>Bangkok 10400</div><div>Thailand</div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">P.S. If any of you ever have time to write me a letter, I would love it! My area has the mission office in it so mail actually gets to me pretty fast!</span></div><div><font color="#000000" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrFIW_MMfqtcTIn9UkFw8uyJE6TqjDJn79zonLVgZLQcSxtvHqc4Cb0xbiQtTjt3enSHepqdhrMwDDUMqjzKfJ9Rj4uka1uYWdY2XAZQp0Sc3CqbnRI-fKfomBk0-m5ZVggUwSPDnOCU/s640/blogger-image--325813376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrFIW_MMfqtcTIn9UkFw8uyJE6TqjDJn79zonLVgZLQcSxtvHqc4Cb0xbiQtTjt3enSHepqdhrMwDDUMqjzKfJ9Rj4uka1uYWdY2XAZQp0Sc3CqbnRI-fKfomBk0-m5ZVggUwSPDnOCU/s640/blogger-image--325813376.jpg"></a></font></div><div>A birthday card Sis Coates and I made. </div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-6124500980067394382016-02-01T12:15:00.001-08:002016-02-01T12:15:10.546-08:00Simple Truths<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh man, this week was crazy, and that's the khwaamjing (truth)! We also will get transfer calls this week, and that means I start my second to last transfer! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnMbGInNHyGDmT1eWySIF63DmHJOcG7HMFvNB1Uceh08N-K7GDBW53LsYVX1ycpgG7QqJrDXSrv0TPyA9S1kH8zCwoNn1YCkYZYWHFEVbGAd31OlsLCR3nCyMca2_kVMQYy3OM2myY6g/s640/blogger-image--203412314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnMbGInNHyGDmT1eWySIF63DmHJOcG7HMFvNB1Uceh08N-K7GDBW53LsYVX1ycpgG7QqJrDXSrv0TPyA9S1kH8zCwoNn1YCkYZYWHFEVbGAd31OlsLCR3nCyMca2_kVMQYy3OM2myY6g/s640/blogger-image--203412314.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this week Bangkok had some strange weather and it was soo cold! I ended up wearing my one sweater and another sweater borrowed from Sister Coates layered on top of one another. To put this all in perspective I have hardly, if ever, worn a sweater outside here. All the Thai people were freezing too and were wearing winter parkas, gloves, and hats! (Even though it was probably like 15 Celsius.) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week Sister Coates was really sick! We went to the hospital again and she was diagnosed with a bacterial infection... All they did to figure that out was ask her a couple of questions, poke her stomach, and then say, "Here, we will give you 2 kinds of antibiotics as we are not sure what kind of bacteria it is, but one of these will probably work." Sketchy. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As Sister Coates was really sick this week she rested a lot so we didn't get a chance to do as many things as we normally would, but I will say that our apartment is now extremely clean (I got bored) haha</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh! And this week Sister Coates told me I was sleep talking and said, "I can't believe they walked across the plains." (probably meaning pioneers?) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Coates and I joined Sister Grange this week to teach a member in the International ward, and she took us to the fanciest buffet I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! It had steak, chocolate fountains, ice sculptures, and food from all around the world...it was also on the river. Sister Coates had her bacterial infection and most likely should not have eaten food like that, but we both did and it was delicious! Sis Coates didn't feel the best afterwards though...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kNU4r9fVN8YKtS-ulmYcUpKzavfnyTXzWfJt7FOUHyrjDP_x6Wzjdnt4XDaLszbJVHxQ7V_a2h3H2pt6hBDMs4o7JGuKM_i8Sl8Uxv-H_HJdQUeqN3QQ1aDJFvwYPvsWVBUr4ELpBDI/s640/blogger-image-1154130813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kNU4r9fVN8YKtS-ulmYcUpKzavfnyTXzWfJt7FOUHyrjDP_x6Wzjdnt4XDaLszbJVHxQ7V_a2h3H2pt6hBDMs4o7JGuKM_i8Sl8Uxv-H_HJdQUeqN3QQ1aDJFvwYPvsWVBUr4ELpBDI/s640/blogger-image-1154130813.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also this week President Johnson and Sister Grange asked Sister Coates and I to take a member (who had been set apart as a missionary) to the airport <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">at 3AM</a>. She is going to Australia and had never flown before....it was an experience. On our way back to the apartment, the taxi driver slammed on his brakes and then, it totally stopped working....IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FREEWAY!! The taxi driver got out and started pushing it to the side of the road, so we got out and started pushing too! I was so scared we were going to get hit, as cars were whizzing past us on all sides. After all that craziness (and a few prayers) the taxi driver started up the car and we returned safely. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The last thing that happened this week was we taught a man from America!! That was a crazy and awesome lesson.(And my first time teaching an American). As we explained the basic truths of the gospel, praying and getting an answer, I shared my testimony about God being our Heavenly Father. He then said to me, "You say that with such surety." I replied saying, "I know it's true." And I really do know that it is true. Many times on my mission I have been amazed to see that people aren't aware of these seemingly simple truths, and how it is such a privilege to know these things, and even more of a privilege to be able to share them. So I guess that is my thought for this week, though simple, it is that God is there, He listens to our prayers, and <b>is</b> our Heavenly Father. As our father, He really listens to us and will help us, because He loves us. This I know to be true. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQRQA661LqQZaV9Cuek_QSof4aJKrSDYfcySuayFPqGO7FHnmA-3CMFZHpr7kgsa1kdEsY4LmtAHd3zQGgg2PtBYJY3-a0_3psvfADxS-BF0HKithLHUuYTxkW1Ou0sXCho_LEgV7Hlng/s640/blogger-image--1159548138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQRQA661LqQZaV9Cuek_QSof4aJKrSDYfcySuayFPqGO7FHnmA-3CMFZHpr7kgsa1kdEsY4LmtAHd3zQGgg2PtBYJY3-a0_3psvfADxS-BF0HKithLHUuYTxkW1Ou0sXCho_LEgV7Hlng/s640/blogger-image--1159548138.jpg"></a>On Sunday we <span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">taught a Woman who is a Monk. </span></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-69227942785492262242016-01-25T13:26:00.001-08:002016-01-25T13:26:17.606-08:00The Gold Standard For Fillings in Thailand Is Gold, and Sifting Through
the "Voices" Around Us.<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyqFW7YQtsvXf5xtAMBVWoeOtowtfkzKBeXo9ue2OJZOltykxTv4D-X6QDpdR3fQ35ZOafJc2BCcVogl0XY2-aJG7Bxb8-gzqj5XCZzdHPnfqYzO4fSksSqmV-oZ5L_xlMeV3-qN6WGA/s640/blogger-image--1661241833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyqFW7YQtsvXf5xtAMBVWoeOtowtfkzKBeXo9ue2OJZOltykxTv4D-X6QDpdR3fQ35ZOafJc2BCcVogl0XY2-aJG7Bxb8-gzqj5XCZzdHPnfqYzO4fSksSqmV-oZ5L_xlMeV3-qN6WGA/s640/blogger-image--1661241833.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDHdAk3TWaIJAdlYK0ktrIQOrLY-0KzhY0LOZXHkGpmw0yJIK9PYx_om_fN8o-SLUBcfU1cXjJV8DOmax52qBoRA-13At8avxOEuD0LJdvktIXGGh5HuIsL3m5AEHQoOtzXfqhVZa4G0/s640/blogger-image--224408549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDHdAk3TWaIJAdlYK0ktrIQOrLY-0KzhY0LOZXHkGpmw0yJIK9PYx_om_fN8o-SLUBcfU1cXjJV8DOmax52qBoRA-13At8avxOEuD0LJdvktIXGGh5HuIsL3m5AEHQoOtzXfqhVZa4G0/s640/blogger-image--224408549.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUJxfNUU5AQwCwFRYW1fFnzMynnL9B5i82fhMK8iM_5dEjYH0RgV2jP3V4NArA3NmSnLbYAsm-ZH_VeeqNTwJNgKRas0-ZiD2t6tyXqV91RmmVOjsINSvOOsMLPXkrRN7LgEGElMmR-Q/s640/blogger-image--1685608285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUJxfNUU5AQwCwFRYW1fFnzMynnL9B5i82fhMK8iM_5dEjYH0RgV2jP3V4NArA3NmSnLbYAsm-ZH_VeeqNTwJNgKRas0-ZiD2t6tyXqV91RmmVOjsINSvOOsMLPXkrRN7LgEGElMmR-Q/s640/blogger-image--1685608285.jpg"></a></div></div></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As you can see from the title of this email...it was one crazy week!! (But when is it not here).</span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week started with this awesome member, Sister Sunny, taking us to see a cool wat and dress up in Thai costumes. We took a boat to the wat and it was so fun and pretty. All the Thai people were laughing at us dressed up in Thai costumes and wanted to take pictures with us. It was hilar... </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwLu5hPZIYCkLzWOUOzmrzh5FUea0964iK8f39vzZNiXLw90_ey9O0DHB2S0T8ECd-h-KtidAKxjAqnjOr1bwCwvjM77xLDm8uWHjRLDXHeeFximshaWDJ8xUoU_weSDmIiq8cKPC1mE4/s640/blogger-image--1544592840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwLu5hPZIYCkLzWOUOzmrzh5FUea0964iK8f39vzZNiXLw90_ey9O0DHB2S0T8ECd-h-KtidAKxjAqnjOr1bwCwvjM77xLDm8uWHjRLDXHeeFximshaWDJ8xUoU_weSDmIiq8cKPC1mE4/s640/blogger-image--1544592840.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mmXPfHHESEofDgCW05a4gZeyR9OxcatwHC4rHVaKB5RCcl574cOn6-dmwGdf_o8Xyel9M45Kh3nOVBbeQW2b07UCGOeOSzva4pMoK_PLj43pCI0IPg7dHqahvXO6dD8YRM_oN4mSUbU/s640/blogger-image--1638194794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mmXPfHHESEofDgCW05a4gZeyR9OxcatwHC4rHVaKB5RCcl574cOn6-dmwGdf_o8Xyel9M45Kh3nOVBbeQW2b07UCGOeOSzva4pMoK_PLj43pCI0IPg7dHqahvXO6dD8YRM_oN4mSUbU/s640/blogger-image--1638194794.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywI2MWuZQPyL7fCIWgKQHWOQ9LYtrvujK2Ynzk3NtHaBo997q8Ihg-R3UYpo7ICZulC7ziIH5Wa0RaNYB0NGVwjZ-nGMHPgcxU5Q5UZne85mMQrictTpr3zofF9ppcKDsoWQnqie0E9k/s640/blogger-image--293272949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywI2MWuZQPyL7fCIWgKQHWOQ9LYtrvujK2Ynzk3NtHaBo997q8Ihg-R3UYpo7ICZulC7ziIH5Wa0RaNYB0NGVwjZ-nGMHPgcxU5Q5UZne85mMQrictTpr3zofF9ppcKDsoWQnqie0E9k/s640/blogger-image--293272949.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I also saw Sister Carrillo when Sister Coates went to get her visa renewed! (you get it renewed twice as a missionary, once as a greenie and once when you are about done). It was so fun to talk to her and hear all about Lampang. And, strangely enough, on the way to the visa place, the taxi driver ran over sooo many orange traffic cones on the road....it was funny!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay as you can see from the subject of this email... we went to the hospital twice this week. The first time was to get my cavity filled. My mouth had been hurting a lot (guess I've eaten too much candy) so I finally decided to rip the fear band-aid off and go to the dentist...in a third world country. I was so scared and praying so hard that it would all be okay... and it was! My dentist was super nice, knew English, and was friends with members from the International Ward. She looked at my mouth and apparently I have like 3 cavities, but she only filled one. It was close to the nerve. At first she was like, "The standard for fillings here in Thailand is gold, but we will do white on you." I'm so glad she said something, and it</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> seems like she did a good job! The only slightly sketchy thing was that her assistant's gloves seemed a little dirty.... (Hopefully that was just all in my head haha.) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6edQvT3jcCmRtWmQef5bWe-z3VdWlkkDEfGz-DlzLweo1wmDUU5f9ttXKFlYBbb3uVHwdu76Lt1Altwpu0CBCAXr14B5iuhnBszxIkXVUwcfJL4-rHFgOYWMoVoFT-_1qFn3u6oBmOms/s640/blogger-image--1160081875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6edQvT3jcCmRtWmQef5bWe-z3VdWlkkDEfGz-DlzLweo1wmDUU5f9ttXKFlYBbb3uVHwdu76Lt1Altwpu0CBCAXr14B5iuhnBszxIkXVUwcfJL4-rHFgOYWMoVoFT-_1qFn3u6oBmOms/s640/blogger-image--1160081875.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The second hospital experience was with Sister Coates. She hadn't been feeling very well for a while, and in short had all the symptoms of Dengue Fever (a mosquito sickness, which in Thai translates to bloody fever....scary.) But we got her checked out and she apparently doesn't have it. If she still feels badly in a couple of days we will go back. The doctor said there is a chance he missed it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfxmzd52VFWcc_veyrwcYspT3EpwaOjxJPZpSQzvIx4YSGbCLUabuQhSdrdMEWA_Snfxc_A8LWpfgGobXs6iDF_XYnjNUJsIMrkAD3ZtUq6Pa8oaAE0WSPQJiG16W5k0Ol86ASswvqB8/s640/blogger-image-1479499740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfxmzd52VFWcc_veyrwcYspT3EpwaOjxJPZpSQzvIx4YSGbCLUabuQhSdrdMEWA_Snfxc_A8LWpfgGobXs6iDF_XYnjNUJsIMrkAD3ZtUq6Pa8oaAE0WSPQJiG16W5k0Ol86ASswvqB8/s640/blogger-image-1479499740.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this week we also got to see this worldwide missionary broadcast! It was so cool to watch. Missionaries all over the world watched it. The missionary department guy who started the meeting said, "Missionaries in Thailand, Tokyo and Tonga will watch this broadcast when they wake up." So that was cool to hear, and made me realize what I always forget...I really am a day ahead of all of you!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5r0TbsGrZxPQie9Zeb6jc7TsoTdGiogY5kRjwCs0nomenzqrJRj7q1_B8pOWfiTNPbqiLgPBPlZ3_jC6oPSmRlzRYWbzrlcsJYfnbVEVZHFWrcM6dlZHQDqJSQJ6-hXQDk2BpIC-N8uE/s640/blogger-image--1485660336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5r0TbsGrZxPQie9Zeb6jc7TsoTdGiogY5kRjwCs0nomenzqrJRj7q1_B8pOWfiTNPbqiLgPBPlZ3_jC6oPSmRlzRYWbzrlcsJYfnbVEVZHFWrcM6dlZHQDqJSQJ6-hXQDk2BpIC-N8uE/s640/blogger-image--1485660336.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So this week I have been thinking a lot about voices, and how there are voices everywhere. The voice of the world, the voice of good, the voice of evil, the voice that tells you to be lazy, the voice that tells you that you aren't good enough, the voice of peace, and the voice of God. There are so many different voices in the world and the trick is finding out which one to listen too. Sometimes things you think are good can be deceiving, and the truth is hard to find... unless you listen to the right voice...the voice of God that comes through the Spirit with prayer. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week, a recent convert we work with is facing a lot of opposition from her family, who does not want her to go to this church. They told her a lot of things that were hard to hear, and told her they would distance themselves from her unless she decided to "quit". It was hard to hear this experience as she has so much faith. She wants to follow Heavenly Father, but she also loves her family. We testified to her that if she follows Heavenly Father that all really will work out. And it is true - it will. The path of living the gospel and following the voice of God, may not always be the easiest in the moment, but in the end it is the only way to true peace and lasting happiness. When we testified of these things to her there was a peace that seemed to come, and she said she would pray about what to do. I know often times that we can only figure out what the truth is through prayer. So I guess that is what I want to tell all of you... if you feel stressed, worried, lonely, sick, or wondering what you should do... I invite you to tune out all of those voices of the world and come to Heavenly Father in prayer, because he will tell you what to do - every time, and a quiet and peaceful assurance will come into your life. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">P.S. Mom, I got your Christmas card this week and it is soo hilarious! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxGtgfy78eQlW2NojQPvjXc_2j165g6nYEbP2OW7P2Pk5sU3q07TWjjFkry3THeIEvbFa8LW-hvyWXRsoXtcitTeRLbghme_XR6W1xFnvlRQMOGzI8tnOIvHJQxhbhAHq6u316_YFcKzY/s640/blogger-image--1315771338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxGtgfy78eQlW2NojQPvjXc_2j165g6nYEbP2OW7P2Pk5sU3q07TWjjFkry3THeIEvbFa8LW-hvyWXRsoXtcitTeRLbghme_XR6W1xFnvlRQMOGzI8tnOIvHJQxhbhAHq6u316_YFcKzY/s640/blogger-image--1315771338.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-13751765528790883792016-01-18T07:53:00.001-08:002016-01-18T07:54:22.830-08:00Strive to Please God, Thai Basketball, and Nightly Concerts<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_jA0EfnPj_iMMh7M9mcy44q_UBt39muRyusw8WleRqPJ6MBVsdxcBCXVRXIHlU_3wGopEP2KRAjwNOUnDOkgPGDY_mGS9kL8oCsqPz_C3koQ42RrJUMU_LyFkTqDALtW7GnZRUCQc9k/s640/blogger-image-918036682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_jA0EfnPj_iMMh7M9mcy44q_UBt39muRyusw8WleRqPJ6MBVsdxcBCXVRXIHlU_3wGopEP2KRAjwNOUnDOkgPGDY_mGS9kL8oCsqPz_C3koQ42RrJUMU_LyFkTqDALtW7GnZRUCQc9k/s640/blogger-image-918036682.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay! I feel like the weeks are going so fast, but this week was good! I will start off with the funny stories: </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Brownies in the Elevator:</i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week Sister Coates and I set up this FHE where we went to help teach some members how to make brownies at Sister Granges house (one of the senior missionaries). It was really fun, and a lot of the members (it seemed) had never used a mixer before, as shown from the brownie batter all over the wall! haha That's not the story though. The story comes in when we were about to leave. We had to go pa little early, as we had an appointment at the church, so Sister Grange gave us this metal tin to put some nearly cooked brownies in, as well as some plastic forks. Hurrying to our appointment, we head in to the elevator and proceed to eat the brownies on our journey down 22 floors. Then the elevator stops and this British lady gets in. Sister Coates offers her some brownies, but then the lady disapprovingly remarks, "No thanks, I wouldn't want to spoil my appetite." We all laugh, and then as we get out of the elevator Sister Coates turns to me and says, "We were fulfilling every single stereotype of Americans right then by eating those brownies in that elevator." We laughed so hard! As I write this I realize this probably won't be that funny to you all, maybe you just had to be there.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRuMyIwOEN1R4pQGTEnD8o-sIvOLT_RHqKTMWuMFgNgehGBPzvpbJhLRbzwopUulhyphenhyphenx-6aRSZNmk-u36Zf5t5mr91xFTIY009ef6E9Od6IoxiYsbv3GIOpxYv0WwCFAi4tVQ9T6uDFgY/s640/blogger-image--824476242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRuMyIwOEN1R4pQGTEnD8o-sIvOLT_RHqKTMWuMFgNgehGBPzvpbJhLRbzwopUulhyphenhyphenx-6aRSZNmk-u36Zf5t5mr91xFTIY009ef6E9Od6IoxiYsbv3GIOpxYv0WwCFAi4tVQ9T6uDFgY/s640/blogger-image--824476242.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The Concert</i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This story happened like every day this week. So we live in this apartment building which backs onto this giant concrete parking lot where they hold a lot of big concerts. Many nights when we are doing our nightly planning (or are going to bed) we hear loud music and cheering. Sometimes it is really funny when the cheering coincides with something we say.... it's like we have a soundtrack to our life. Anyways, one night as I was going to bed, I could hardly sleep as all I could hear was someone shouting (in english), "Put your hands up, put your hands up...okay everyone, scream!!!!!" Suffice it to say that isn't exactly the most peaceful sound to hear when you are trying to sleep. haha</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I also was able to go on a switch off with Sister Donlaya, she is a cone Thai and is so cool! She served in Mahasarakham too so we had lots to talk about!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-HlLS9Lnsq20rMYGBYIGFui51mMrHfjK0vtKn7QCEyjDM1oDrYOQYa0k9aq-Xwsuly4l0ARmoDjiQj2jY60GGZ72-PypSGBn708jPIuMbNfN2CCKjJZAy2aLIk1Rxs-HkXrAsZ7S7LPc/s640/blogger-image--1891543814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-HlLS9Lnsq20rMYGBYIGFui51mMrHfjK0vtKn7QCEyjDM1oDrYOQYa0k9aq-Xwsuly4l0ARmoDjiQj2jY60GGZ72-PypSGBn708jPIuMbNfN2CCKjJZAy2aLIk1Rxs-HkXrAsZ7S7LPc/s640/blogger-image--1891543814.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">What else... oh yeah! So lately we have been doing sports night at the church on Fridays, and we usually play basketball. Lots of Thai people have never played basketball so it is hilarious and awesome! This week we were playing, they were all traveling and stuffing (fouling) us soo much we decided to teach them the rules. Once we did that it was even funnier, as they really got into it! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">While teaching a recent convert this week he told us of a cool experience. He said the last couple of weeks or so he had been feeling discouraged and stressed with all he had to do. He was sitting at work (he is a graphic designer) and he had this thought come into his head saying, "You should think about all the good things that have come into your life because of the gospel." So he did and after that felt so happy and peaceful. If I remember correctly, he also connected it to how we can remember Christ always, not only by just remembering him and his sacrifice for us, but by remembering all the good that has come to us because of living the gospel. Count your blessings. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My spiritual thought for this week actually comes a bit from last week as well. So last week after I gave my talk in church we sang the song, "I'll Go Where You Want Me to Go." I had never thought much about this song, but I remember thinking how I loved the words, "I will be who you want me to be." Later that day, the lady who picks the music came up to me and said how amazed she is that each week, the music she selects goes exactly with the speakers talks in church. She realized how it is really led by the Spirit. The next day in my studies I was reading this talk, and it quoted that song where it says:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> There's surely somewhere a lowly place</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In earth's harvest fields so wide</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Where I may labor through life's short day</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For Jesus, the Crucified.</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So trusting my all to thy tender care,</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And knowing thou lovest me,</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'll do thy will with a heart sincere:</i></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'll be what you want me to be.</i></div></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love this. It made me realize that Christ loves us, and because of this we can assuredly and sincerely do His will, thus being what he wants us to be. Like they said in General Conference, "our way is always lacking and limited." The lesson I feel has been reemphasized to me a lot lately is - not to do so much what I think is best, and what will bring others happiness, but to do the will of God and strive to please Him, not other people. That is where true happiness and confidence comes from. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgynjDm4IydGpEaPwUYLLvqT6QwmE7QRhgiKxMgzY7DIDcxIq7aDUTLM3-nt6ikE2Izqrcr1mIm_DmKVGaWFY_0MkXgUNpZEpJSYZrPw9KX7YdHGYoUcZWW5KJGziKNbJ3bf0PO6mp0LV0/s640/blogger-image-1047891277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgynjDm4IydGpEaPwUYLLvqT6QwmE7QRhgiKxMgzY7DIDcxIq7aDUTLM3-nt6ikE2Izqrcr1mIm_DmKVGaWFY_0MkXgUNpZEpJSYZrPw9KX7YdHGYoUcZWW5KJGziKNbJ3bf0PO6mp0LV0/s640/blogger-image-1047891277.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></span></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-4335087527521564092016-01-11T10:01:00.001-08:002016-01-11T10:01:23.722-08:00Your Joyful Future Comes Alive When You Do More Than Just Exist<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLnnUUvjjThXjGw-C36c-xYyza1kwX4AMqUEIPNhfeEmwGqN9Qw19af-8H3ozhEV0W-PX2BdoXz7ifzP4u56A3iOzqOmy7cNH9GHTaxpIAn7u-oDHDgf-v4PnUE9Ljo8NHIlv9kFUVR5U/s640/blogger-image--869401515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLnnUUvjjThXjGw-C36c-xYyza1kwX4AMqUEIPNhfeEmwGqN9Qw19af-8H3ozhEV0W-PX2BdoXz7ifzP4u56A3iOzqOmy7cNH9GHTaxpIAn7u-oDHDgf-v4PnUE9Ljo8NHIlv9kFUVR5U/s640/blogger-image--869401515.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I feel like I can't even remember what happened this week, but pday is back on Monday, so I will get back to my normal letter routine next week. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we basically just had a bunch of meetings...Sister Coates had a "mission completion" meeting with President and Sister Johnson and everyone in her group (as they all finish next transfer) so there was that, and also there was MLC which is the meeting with President Johnson and the AP's and all the other mission leaders to train us on where they want the mission to be going. That meeting was really good and inspiring, but we did find out some sad news -THERE WILL BE NO MORE TRANSFER MEETINGS! At first I was sad, but then they showed us this video where an apostle instructs mission leaders not to gather big groups of missionaries for transfer meetings, so from now on we will just get a call and get sent to our next area and/or next companion. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishQoU3Fro_GLQs-ErtTbPdh_jkVpHJ2q5nC24z6MHKAuTqnw1Rk058Kr9PkCYmua1AEW3dyaHowu6IyvVOnD5BFpISktfcPUnqg4bHwUh8D2cvCM3ftmEkgfWs4yzDTTryfyhOnqPBAk/s640/blogger-image-1305174828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishQoU3Fro_GLQs-ErtTbPdh_jkVpHJ2q5nC24z6MHKAuTqnw1Rk058Kr9PkCYmua1AEW3dyaHowu6IyvVOnD5BFpISktfcPUnqg4bHwUh8D2cvCM3ftmEkgfWs4yzDTTryfyhOnqPBAk/s640/blogger-image-1305174828.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, one awesome thing Sister Johnson said in MLC that I really liked was that Heavenly Father really knows our name, our circumstances, and where we are going. She gave the example of Joseph Smith's first vision and how when that happened he was called by name. This is such a simple thing but when she said this, I realized even more how much God does know us. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I went on a switch off with Sister Bagley! She is awesome. She already graduated from BYU in some nifty computer program thing so she was giving me a ton of good advice about BYU and life. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhff-wydrIvWv0zb8fGgwhAMtmB2WrHcJpI9uzvcIDMfqG72N-AgbiFdMpijjnk0CXqdrs2sJLwwkCmEFgeIvNhVFdulB8lwkPwMThxc1GebCOL_YPKdI_kZ7Z3sQAtuW9sVA9PGmvfBHY/s640/blogger-image-1921354710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhff-wydrIvWv0zb8fGgwhAMtmB2WrHcJpI9uzvcIDMfqG72N-AgbiFdMpijjnk0CXqdrs2sJLwwkCmEFgeIvNhVFdulB8lwkPwMThxc1GebCOL_YPKdI_kZ7Z3sQAtuW9sVA9PGmvfBHY/s640/blogger-image-1921354710.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">What else...we ate at some Pakistani people's house from the International Ward. They have been investigators for 2 years and are super nice! They gave us some Pakistani food....which was...interesting. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh!!! On Sunday I gave a talk in the International Ward! And it was all in English! I was sooo scared while preparing to give my talk, because when I was practicing, it all kept coming out in thai, and I couldn't remember some of the english gospel vocab. My talk was on how to accept Christ as your saviour. I was really nervous before, but as I got up I prayed for help, and in the end I hardly even looked at my notes! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well for this week I want to leave you with this thought. Lately, I have been thinking a bit about how I can more fully keep my goals and resolutions. And when I was studying today I came across these quotes:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “God sent you here to prepare for a future greater than anything you can imagine. That future, a day at a time, comes alive when you do more than just exist; it comes alive when you live your life to fill the measure of your creation. This invites the Lord into your life, and you begin to let His will become yours."<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Because you are His child, He knows who you can become. He knows your fears and your dreams. He relishes your potential. He waits for you to come to Him in prayer. Because you are His child, you not only need Him, but He also needs you. Those sitting around you right now in this meeting need you. The world needs you, and your divine nature allows you to be His trusted disciple to all His children. Once we begin to see the divinity in ourselves, we can see it in others."<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love both of these thoughts; they are so true. As we strive day to day to do more than just simply "exist" we will be preparing to reach our divine potential. At first when I read this I was thinking, "hey, if we are always trying to reach our potential we will never live in the moment." But I thought about it and realized that as we strive to be better and better each and every day, that is when the moment is good and we are happy, because we are progressing. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As for the second quote, just the fact that Heavenly Father needs me, and others around me need me filled me with joy. On my mission every time I have testified to someone that the Lord needs them and their specific talents, I have felt the Spirit confirm my words, however I never realized that those words included me too! I know the Lord needs me and my talents, and I know that it is the same for all of you as well. The Lord needs you, and the people around you need you too! We all have a divine potential. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjBMC-tK07NQjN2rhzoyS3-lNMiprKRHula3MvnXy8KUY4JTwvFmJ-6sta-MsQOBL_XyhRSLB49SuKDiT64Y_kILXirDMikJB84cmsdsDTuQeYJ_A3W2kkVFevSmXq9QksJdV0uTYA_g/s640/blogger-image-1198027930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjBMC-tK07NQjN2rhzoyS3-lNMiprKRHula3MvnXy8KUY4JTwvFmJ-6sta-MsQOBL_XyhRSLB49SuKDiT64Y_kILXirDMikJB84cmsdsDTuQeYJ_A3W2kkVFevSmXq9QksJdV0uTYA_g/s640/blogger-image-1198027930.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-62415071882493516872016-01-06T11:41:00.001-08:002016-01-06T11:41:13.499-08:00We Must DECIDE To Be Happy Along The Way<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everybody it is weird to have Pdays so close together! I am just glad I will email you all mondays from now on :) </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well, not too much has happened since I last emailed, but... for Pday on New Year's we went Ice Skating!! It was so fun to skate around and I felt like it actually was winter for a minute. I also forgot how much I like ice skating. The skates were sooo dull so I couldn't really do any tricks, but I did teach a few people in my district some moves. Also, some random Russian girl came up to me and said, "You skate so well, can you teach me how to increase my speed?" I laughed and said, "Yes, of course." As it turns out, we end up inviting her to church, and she accepts! Heavenly Father really does use your talents in his work. I never thought ice skating would come in handy in Thailand, but I guess it just goes to show that you never know!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoEsqmdNat81V0YQp47HzCpTwccmzfMUUbC4WL5bFuqLSLZJVbwj34d4nOFZQkYPPjPN6fpc0gskQF0KF72Hb9j3MyQDoR9exQSJ3bvTTMk5MGTp0Oarj__fOhLE-JPlVIUppZlNMfqA/s640/blogger-image--769380892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoEsqmdNat81V0YQp47HzCpTwccmzfMUUbC4WL5bFuqLSLZJVbwj34d4nOFZQkYPPjPN6fpc0gskQF0KF72Hb9j3MyQDoR9exQSJ3bvTTMk5MGTp0Oarj__fOhLE-JPlVIUppZlNMfqA/s640/blogger-image--769380892.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij01_HkdJ0S0ZeHZbu89p0_sO1cklCbCIxycOptwizkSA3LyR3BvX9OUErtlQ-Z_M1N-dolFcPWaZfL9getjG7SVIIWHlyF8mxX9MU4QZCdgqk1jk0oruRsnDYw7Ts_H_tAzh_TGtQjtA/s640/blogger-image--1663357835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij01_HkdJ0S0ZeHZbu89p0_sO1cklCbCIxycOptwizkSA3LyR3BvX9OUErtlQ-Z_M1N-dolFcPWaZfL9getjG7SVIIWHlyF8mxX9MU4QZCdgqk1jk0oruRsnDYw7Ts_H_tAzh_TGtQjtA/s640/blogger-image--1663357835.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week some really nice investigators from the Bangkapi area of Bangkok took us out to lunch. They've known the missionaries for almost 2 years now and they are so nice!! They are always taking the missionaries out to eat, and taking them places on Pday. They don't have any desire to be baptized, but they just love the missionaries and love spending time with them. They told me they hoped I would remember that when someone does something kind for you, if in the future you have the opportunity, you need to do something kind for someone else. They love the service the missionaries are doing here in Thailand, and told us to never forget the lessons we have learned serving others this year. It was such a cool experience to meet them!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I also had some cool experiences meeting some refugees this week! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, so now for my thought this week. This one is about reaching our full potentials. Sometimes in life it is easy to think that we will never be happy or content <b>until</b> we reach our full potential, but in reality, we are always working, and getting better. Our Heavenly Father is happy with our progress, no matter how small. This life, and even the next, is all about going, "Ever Upwards". It is all about deciding to be happy along the way. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Thus unto eternal perfection, the honest and faithful will go." (some line from a hymn)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">love you guys!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhrGdUcp-O3wc1IMrhYAzCxCHDWw-hZCK0ye91FF10LQAxCK96DpE3_iSzH5i2V3tG1XtT7ieHDs0wMXf_ksA59vcJgICTjy9JXurtQXlcwp08cgNIUuQ3wzbukqe_glHiUUbBZstcag/s640/blogger-image-1106922763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhrGdUcp-O3wc1IMrhYAzCxCHDWw-hZCK0ye91FF10LQAxCK96DpE3_iSzH5i2V3tG1XtT7ieHDs0wMXf_ksA59vcJgICTjy9JXurtQXlcwp08cgNIUuQ3wzbukqe_glHiUUbBZstcag/s640/blogger-image-1106922763.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-47091263531964855052016-01-02T15:01:00.001-08:002016-01-02T15:01:45.300-08:00I Wouldn't Trade 2015 For Anything!<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Happy New Year, or in Thai สวัสดีปีใหม่!!!!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It was so good to Skype you guys last week.. and before I forget I will be having Pday again this Monday! From now on my Pday will be on Mondays. It is just weirdly Friday today because it is New Years Day. Also..I am so sorry for my grammar and whatnot in my emails.. I read them over and I feel like they hardly make sense anymore- I guess that's what speaking Thai for a year does to you! haha </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZ261D9w2Tg8TQ7tisONuUrEq3iS6NQyOtLMqd1D1Ti-VwAT8qum4WkRvd-zTIME87LjQbrkCShmgNbWiw9xFATukE175T5yVmvdwZBODqYyShbL5RCVK_OhyGoIsmn7gfcDwGwrqG-w/s640/blogger-image-304722974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZ261D9w2Tg8TQ7tisONuUrEq3iS6NQyOtLMqd1D1Ti-VwAT8qum4WkRvd-zTIME87LjQbrkCShmgNbWiw9xFATukE175T5yVmvdwZBODqYyShbL5RCVK_OhyGoIsmn7gfcDwGwrqG-w/s640/blogger-image-304722974.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was pretty good!! Bangkok was sooo quiet, everyone had gone to a different Province to visit their family... nonetheless it was great!! We found somewhere to eat salad that tastes just like home too! It is so awesome!! I feel like I haven't eaten vegetables in so long.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Being in the International Ward here has been so funny! I have seen random people at church on Sunday from Canada almost every week! This week I saw Mike Walker and his family, as well as Sister Lam (one of my old companions who was back visiting Thailand). It was soo good to see her!! I will send a picture :) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLLz-JuD3JRkAJ_-_c-L71Sfdx0cY2SFWrVdJWmpEDMHKzEjGQR9P944vJIIXhXQ610oJwnOhE7zlrErsV6lFb8B1hM1SL5mnZe8ZQrKYIVtWlMuHUlHfL1U5vGdRmdt1hUitAZYvv2s/s640/blogger-image-956880778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLLz-JuD3JRkAJ_-_c-L71Sfdx0cY2SFWrVdJWmpEDMHKzEjGQR9P944vJIIXhXQ610oJwnOhE7zlrErsV6lFb8B1hM1SL5mnZe8ZQrKYIVtWlMuHUlHfL1U5vGdRmdt1hUitAZYvv2s/s640/blogger-image-956880778.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRTr4w7KG_63_ENZKEyWTGUp1aDyvff9AblcseyKGF1WzxEdjkTlxS5PpG95efFjhoaggm1ih_FcuiOEWGYlrqdGZPX0OSDMnfsSLnVBOEHbJ8eCkPicooF-NcGVhczkfAvOMSptTweU/s640/blogger-image-1844498994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRTr4w7KG_63_ENZKEyWTGUp1aDyvff9AblcseyKGF1WzxEdjkTlxS5PpG95efFjhoaggm1ih_FcuiOEWGYlrqdGZPX0OSDMnfsSLnVBOEHbJ8eCkPicooF-NcGVhczkfAvOMSptTweU/s640/blogger-image-1844498994.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We also got the opportunity this week to teach a Chinese investigator! It was the funniest and greatest lesson. A Chinese member helped us teach, the only thing was that she only spoke Thai and Chinese...so the lesson was like this weird roundabout of us telling him a bit in English (he could understand some English), telling the member in Thai, who would then translate it into Chinese so he could understand better. It was really confusing and I think we all got confused as sometimes we would speak the wrong language to each other hahaha. Sister Coates and I tried to learn some Chinese words to throw in there, but we couldn't pronounce any of them so it just ended up sounding like we were saying "seashell' and things like that. Good times.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week Sister Noon also got baptized! We have been working with her for a couple months now and she is the greatest... she really just gets it and was so excited to be baptized...it was a really special experience. She has the purest faith. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKwXx0mBi5Y4xeCjZX68dHnJWb9aqUHU9pPQhX9jy7V4qFz_gGcqC6Q2vO29HfLSLPwFAnZ5Bsef7pwcJ0qqo5e9UVVNN4jpYZauj-_1Vi9veBXpFlx2CRHs_q8xAmf7C0OtQuTffUYk/s640/blogger-image--1019634118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKwXx0mBi5Y4xeCjZX68dHnJWb9aqUHU9pPQhX9jy7V4qFz_gGcqC6Q2vO29HfLSLPwFAnZ5Bsef7pwcJ0qqo5e9UVVNN4jpYZauj-_1Vi9veBXpFlx2CRHs_q8xAmf7C0OtQuTffUYk/s640/blogger-image--1019634118.jpg"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKwXx0mBi5Y4xeCjZX68dHnJWb9aqUHU9pPQhX9jy7V4qFz_gGcqC6Q2vO29HfLSLPwFAnZ5Bsef7pwcJ0qqo5e9UVVNN4jpYZauj-_1Vi9veBXpFlx2CRHs_q8xAmf7C0OtQuTffUYk/s640/blogger-image--1019634118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMm9zSCo5EshqTIzTUpruTDlqkwQAYiX3sfTTQzbHA6rNPxOgiGxUFCHFifYYYZ5XKBSEjAdf98BhJcHepX3X_kzAoz1y8xqc_lF2UKea6gEUwKO9kf8AvY2z3l-Sg8-fTRF0hxuSGOA/s640/blogger-image-2059346826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMm9zSCo5EshqTIzTUpruTDlqkwQAYiX3sfTTQzbHA6rNPxOgiGxUFCHFifYYYZ5XKBSEjAdf98BhJcHepX3X_kzAoz1y8xqc_lF2UKea6gEUwKO9kf8AvY2z3l-Sg8-fTRF0hxuSGOA/s640/blogger-image-2059346826.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">One of the main things that I want to talk about this week was some experiences working with less active members of the church. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The first one happened at the beginning of the week. we went to visit this less active member at her house with a sister from the ward (Sister Lek). Before we taught, Sister Lek had asked if she could prepare a spiritual thought. We willingly accepted, and told her we would just support her testimony and let her teach. As Sister Lek taught, she read from the Liahona, and then told her she had been praying about what to share, and that she had felt impressed to speak about family history and temple work. She then asked this member,"Have you ever been to the temple? And do you have any ancestors who need their temple work done?" At first this member looked surprised that Sister Lek had prayed about what to share with her, but then she said yes!! And proceeded to go to her attic and get out all of these temple name and sealing cards she had taken with her to the temple 10 years ago! The Spirit was so strong as we saw those names, and we just knew that this was really what Heavenly Father wanted her to know, and that He wants her to prepare to return to the temple. This member cried tears of joy. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The second experience happened yesterday. Sister Coates and I went to visit this one LA, who had apparently been pretty unreceptive to the missionaries in the past, and would just talk and talk in the lessons contradicting everything they were saying. However, we felt that if we had the Spirit with us and prayed for perfect love that it would be a good lesson. It started off just as we had assumed, difficult, but then after we said the opening prayer, everything changed and as we taught, the Spirit seemed to fill the room and we could really feel it confirming the things we were saying. This member listened and said she wanted to prepare to go to the temple. This lesson just really confirmed to me, that when we pray for the Spirit and to be filled with Christ's perfect love it really will be given to us. I love lessons like this. After, you just feel so happy, peaceful, and you know why being a be a missionary makes you feel so great. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this New Years I was reflecting on this year and how my entire 2015 was spent in Thailand as a missionary. It was a year of wonderful, happy, sad, miraculous and learning experiences. I wouldn't trade it for anything. As I reflected on all the experiences I have had this year I realized a lot of what I had learned was definitely not what I expected to learn when I began, but it was what I needed to learn... and it was better than I could have expected. Something I have been really thinking about lately is that Heavenly Fathers plan is always better - He knows why we need certain experiences, blessings and hardships in our lives, because he is preparing us for a great and glorious future. A Pinterest quote I once read said something to the effect of, "I am so excited for all the good things to come." And I really am! I know faith is always forward looking and that there are great experiences in store for me and all of you this 2016! I want to leave you all with this quote from one of my favorite talks by Elder Holland, </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"So, as a new year starts and we try to benefit from a proper view of what has gone before, I plead with you not to dwell on days now gone, nor to yearn vainly for yesterdays, however good those yesterdays may have been. The past is to be learned from but not lived in. We look back to claim the embers from glowing experiences but not the ashes. And when we have learned what we need to learn and have brought with us the best that we have experienced, then we look ahead, we remember that <i>faith is always pointed toward the future.</i> Faith always has to do with blessings and truths and events that will <i>yet</i> be efficacious in our lives. "<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDukcUdD9BJuziNFRjkXjiSYDvvCBe2Mqj95dQ4cIsV_2E1QkbzE8GItvZs6WdQlptV6IKqMbnpPUNc1SIAyP-Q_x3b3l2xx-5wFpeaSeGRCl4C7evWsgbCSyl9R74ZqpSK6Dxw9pHi_M/s640/blogger-image--71750601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDukcUdD9BJuziNFRjkXjiSYDvvCBe2Mqj95dQ4cIsV_2E1QkbzE8GItvZs6WdQlptV6IKqMbnpPUNc1SIAyP-Q_x3b3l2xx-5wFpeaSeGRCl4C7evWsgbCSyl9R74ZqpSK6Dxw9pHi_M/s640/blogger-image--71750601.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-52883697098185523832015-12-21T22:51:00.001-08:002015-12-21T22:51:07.527-08:00Tiger Kingdom and More<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">สวัสดี!!!!!!!!!</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So excited to talk to you guys this week! Also, after Christmas my P-day will be Monday again! <br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was a great week! It started off with my whole district hiring out this bus thing to TIGER KINGDOM, where I was able to take pictures with a bunch of tigers...and walk one like a dog on a leash! It was so cool! Also, by the way, tigers smell really bad...and sweat a ton...and in half the pics I look like I am scared to death, because I was. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTorIFy5WVoVaDK8sF70LiGsK0T_rggIEokOAAtmckRj6q-yRxvY7JEtK4E3oBpA5cvZrRufRBQ_bmXcUAEBYXpC7Shp-0uCLT9oHmc-pccu5UWonzNJg6TClVqTJZMIChdJsMW2XOb2c/s640/blogger-image-1795051309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTorIFy5WVoVaDK8sF70LiGsK0T_rggIEokOAAtmckRj6q-yRxvY7JEtK4E3oBpA5cvZrRufRBQ_bmXcUAEBYXpC7Shp-0uCLT9oHmc-pccu5UWonzNJg6TClVqTJZMIChdJsMW2XOb2c/s640/blogger-image-1795051309.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also on Sunday, Sister May was Baptized!! She is this girl that we met outside the mall one day and asked her if she wanted to learn about Christ. She said she always wondered why so many people believed in him and said sure! She was one of the most prepared people ever, and her baptism was so nice to see. She said she felt so free after she was baptized. It really was such a nice and peaceful day. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuu-1o8c6DNZjFn1LxEiisbInTn2ysISOBVI5m67rkonH923g7lHjPkTPHrz3y5VFl_XDLAOzdIbRM_5U7KY0umEpuzq6EDfZHr_eWhbmNEqfTvVM-h9OLw3SYJm7mFyzaM3rtdgEz8M/s640/blogger-image--473526706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuu-1o8c6DNZjFn1LxEiisbInTn2ysISOBVI5m67rkonH923g7lHjPkTPHrz3y5VFl_XDLAOzdIbRM_5U7KY0umEpuzq6EDfZHr_eWhbmNEqfTvVM-h9OLw3SYJm7mFyzaM3rtdgEz8M/s640/blogger-image--473526706.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh! And our investigator Sister Sa is getting Baptized tomorrow! She is the one from Cambodia and she is seriously the best. She's been coming to church for quite a while now, and I love teaching her. She is so grateful for the changes that knowing about Heavenly Father's love has made in her life. We downloaded the hymns on her ipad for her and she said she is loving listening to it as she works, she said her boss and everyone is asking her why she is so happy now, as she was so sad before. She also had a really cool miracle happen when we taught about tithing. At first she was hesitant to pay her tithing, as she doesn't make a lot of money and is saving to go live with her daughter in America, but we testified that this is Heavenly Father's commandment and not ours. After that she agreed to pay it, and then the next time we taught her she said her boss had come up to her and agreed to start paying for her internet! Because of this, she will now be saving more money then she would pay in tithing! Man that was such a witness to me that if we keep the commandments we are blessed. Also, teaching Sister Sa has really just made me realize how important the love of God is...and how Heavenly Father's perfect love changes it all. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTp-MNrfWuIAyQhbjU4Q0pLERj0ezwyQlcUIB8b_WIg0BzIwN3fYB4JQOCLlx_icyyR5tbkqqWHhoL7ZA-u35dy9H0QTKd9FMzvAjVi4ZqzkZcxr0faVEQpfAnelVlGAW0RBRv48MDI4/s640/blogger-image--487927214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTp-MNrfWuIAyQhbjU4Q0pLERj0ezwyQlcUIB8b_WIg0BzIwN3fYB4JQOCLlx_icyyR5tbkqqWHhoL7ZA-u35dy9H0QTKd9FMzvAjVi4ZqzkZcxr0faVEQpfAnelVlGAW0RBRv48MDI4/s640/blogger-image--487927214.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Actually, just as I was typing this now I realized that a big thing I have learned on my mission is that love changes everything. Going through all the big miracles that have happened, as well as the small, it is interesting to see that the love of God, through prayer and service, is what changes everything, what keeps us on the path, what gets people on the path, and what helps us overcome all obstacles. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, this week lots of other stuff happened, the Christmas Zone Conf (we watched "The Best 2 Years"), and I got to start the 12 Days of Christmas Grandma sent me! (so fun!)... but I think I will leave it at this!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3WcddG-C-uKHHuE3nk9HfrihT5TfhW6JqViZ5By7TX0HT61tfGwo-xUOWcsSrZ3e9jRy7Dma3w_kwsD-P0KHDD4f70Os_FhuiMYCUOworO2q6z7WDrKYxGKM3ZtsJq6xT2rjh_qT4634/s640/blogger-image--724500728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3WcddG-C-uKHHuE3nk9HfrihT5TfhW6JqViZ5By7TX0HT61tfGwo-xUOWcsSrZ3e9jRy7Dma3w_kwsD-P0KHDD4f70Os_FhuiMYCUOworO2q6z7WDrKYxGKM3ZtsJq6xT2rjh_qT4634/s640/blogger-image--724500728.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGxpgJN6kNa6mn6tMio0Yx44fL9DtqzZMHK1X9dc_Es6kQxTyjxB0SMuEBul-0vXhT0WQzxxFNtCSZKmIPeZ0Bd4ZSqmaPO2MOurABXDlcG9hMkbKVkQ6sBuDsEbsYtmIMmWmGWy19p4/s640/blogger-image-123283264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGxpgJN6kNa6mn6tMio0Yx44fL9DtqzZMHK1X9dc_Es6kQxTyjxB0SMuEBul-0vXhT0WQzxxFNtCSZKmIPeZ0Bd4ZSqmaPO2MOurABXDlcG9hMkbKVkQ6sBuDsEbsYtmIMmWmGWy19p4/s640/blogger-image-123283264.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6c3kRUyUFGRZetY0qUH4Skf2MdXyw-QgIXlR14LeYGIBgph4W5dROejyAR_39eyNjApuv7-FFVjcTpInWOFYQXZTda7sOrFQuKYN9JjMhTftDC7MjfQ0XxCHYwKNP52JUVhd7Fgo6qs0/s640/blogger-image-1594519452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6c3kRUyUFGRZetY0qUH4Skf2MdXyw-QgIXlR14LeYGIBgph4W5dROejyAR_39eyNjApuv7-FFVjcTpInWOFYQXZTda7sOrFQuKYN9JjMhTftDC7MjfQ0XxCHYwKNP52JUVhd7Fgo6qs0/s640/blogger-image-1594519452.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcpz3fDuOTHWctqcku1sgP0DnDPWG59xORDBdcsXyCpjmAq8fkJjL8J2qi_TDF_AKGP4Treqk_ZAkRrbzrWZ7XfksWBQ2vum_KJ2O_cvsj03qBLK1S_9tkOl5b1735ivJ0DJHbrOAYghY/s640/blogger-image--573863224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcpz3fDuOTHWctqcku1sgP0DnDPWG59xORDBdcsXyCpjmAq8fkJjL8J2qi_TDF_AKGP4Treqk_ZAkRrbzrWZ7XfksWBQ2vum_KJ2O_cvsj03qBLK1S_9tkOl5b1735ivJ0DJHbrOAYghY/s640/blogger-image--573863224.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBd9yUSeanIXFyBx8_W_gsoXLOdj-ibX8AW87xTgXHPXGEPSL0kqD0QNeigmNw854umX7n3wE-gz9n72g84UcsXFeHXfOdRdD83GKW1ZOnPST0dQz0U2Qf_N6kDsR6ew-wrv7f1BAx7dU/s640/blogger-image-219100657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBd9yUSeanIXFyBx8_W_gsoXLOdj-ibX8AW87xTgXHPXGEPSL0kqD0QNeigmNw854umX7n3wE-gz9n72g84UcsXFeHXfOdRdD83GKW1ZOnPST0dQz0U2Qf_N6kDsR6ew-wrv7f1BAx7dU/s640/blogger-image-219100657.jpg"></a></div>A cool bridge from WWll</div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-80139200226711438002015-12-14T11:40:00.001-08:002015-12-14T11:40:52.994-08:00We Can Control Our Reactions To The Hardships Of Life<span style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Hey everyone! You are all probs wondering why I am emailing so early today. It's because we are going to A TIGER WAT...WHERE I GET TO HOLD A BABY TIGER! I am so excited... </span><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Anyways, this week was my 1 year mark in the country of Thailand. Yes, I have officially been living here for a year...crazy. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9swHskkTTfYDZ1_jqBUtR6lb94PNI2giKVI-4rs1w_2_dlixsh1j_rriZlpQEqt4BoiQoYq-htJTa6ORw9O_fl7UzDZtsxQYkJPEbumjqY23WvqvePVyGdyIIHJceEnc-YuJsiseATwk/s640/blogger-image-687310696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9swHskkTTfYDZ1_jqBUtR6lb94PNI2giKVI-4rs1w_2_dlixsh1j_rriZlpQEqt4BoiQoYq-htJTa6ORw9O_fl7UzDZtsxQYkJPEbumjqY23WvqvePVyGdyIIHJceEnc-YuJsiseATwk/s640/blogger-image-687310696.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">This week Sister Coates and I had some CRAZY things happen to us...but I guess that's pretty normal. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">This week was highlighted by some lessons, where I could just feel the Spirit testifying through me that those things were true, as well as this cool story: </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">When I was by the MRT stop I invited this guy named Gan. Gan readily accepted to wanting to learn about Christ, so I called him and made an appointment. At the appointment we talked about prayer. After we are done introducing it all, he looked at me and he said, "You know Sister Rem, people have been inviting me to learn about Christ since I was like 10 years old, but I always rejected them, as it seemed like they were talking badly about other religions. But when you invited me, it didn't sound like that at all. Your message sounded so good and happy." I was so happy when he said that.</div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">This experience also reminds me of something Sister Coates and I saw this week. We had a pretty hard day one day this week, and at the end of the day we saw this guy wearing this shirt that said, "Let them see the light through your voice". because of the circumstances of that particular day, Sister Coates and I looked at each other and were like, "That is so true" (Also so encouraging)!</div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">For Family Home Evening this week, we went to a member's house and it was so fun! (And in a very high building) They made us spaghetti and told us an interesting statistic of how in Thailand apparently there is only 1 boy to every 70 girls...don't know if that is really true, but it would make sense. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6ltDiJGCN7FxVXE6c-eZkGz_KZwmdD1i1lmN9x8jSSl2RCWj0R2eZ-qSYQLpPQxp_MFfgquEOzgOGC1AXb4Oa-Y1x4PLTYfPMsGPBOsxxYJKd3PWUDdmNf21vZXwdeu1PPKI9E6iuFw/s640/blogger-image--672453248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6ltDiJGCN7FxVXE6c-eZkGz_KZwmdD1i1lmN9x8jSSl2RCWj0R2eZ-qSYQLpPQxp_MFfgquEOzgOGC1AXb4Oa-Y1x4PLTYfPMsGPBOsxxYJKd3PWUDdmNf21vZXwdeu1PPKI9E6iuFw/s640/blogger-image--672453248.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I also went on a switchoff with Sister Mon this week. She is a missionary from Myanmar and is so nice! She put some facial paint on all of us that they wear in Myanmar....I will send a picture. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkupb8fp_cwSODuA-XrFIFLjEIJPg0c3Fa4ecBngnwrhGKCxDfuWUM_zhXtu5P34yJl8mJRiGY6WtS6olL6aSv8ipP5oF7qF-AZtxu3bWoB7PaG6zBG2u6LZvSUgVDjBCZ5hYaUhbWPk/s640/blogger-image-539429795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkupb8fp_cwSODuA-XrFIFLjEIJPg0c3Fa4ecBngnwrhGKCxDfuWUM_zhXtu5P34yJl8mJRiGY6WtS6olL6aSv8ipP5oF7qF-AZtxu3bWoB7PaG6zBG2u6LZvSUgVDjBCZ5hYaUhbWPk/s640/blogger-image-539429795.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">As for our investigators, things are going well! One of our investigators is constantly thanking us for introducing her to Heavenly Father and his love....it is so cute. She said her life is SO much happier now that she knows. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Right now Sister Coates, Mcknight, and I all are pretty sick...we have the worst colds and fevers and what not. It is so weird to be sick in Thailand, as it is always like summer here! </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">This week for my ending spiritualish thought, I want to talk about hard things. First of all, life isn't easy... that is something everyone knows. Hard things happen and you wish they wouldn't. But, although you can't control all the hard things that happen to you, you <b>can</b> control the way you react to them. Something I have really learned on my mission, is that when we are putting Heavenly Father first...all works out. When we are reading our scriptures, praying, and serving others, hard things will happen but we won't be phased by them. As the scriptures say, we will "be blessed with the peace that surpasses all understanding." (or something like that.) I know this is true. As we navigate those hard things in life, we truly can endure them with peace, happiness, and hope in our hearts ....if we are doing those things we know we should. </div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I love you guys!</div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Love,</div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Sister Remington </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-37329761290339065312015-12-07T07:21:00.001-08:002015-12-07T07:21:23.911-08:00I Didn't Beat the Buzzer<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was a good and interesting week all in one. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXy7AJ9xCIxZ79RvlZ2rqhK6QZr3MLUTnr4Mup-M4DcdUxaDgzVFaSVeQ78GxxCTOqzCBpExQLZKeUpVdpwDfoyFXkBhQWJqXrV0boLHfZzoofMVyvN7b7ohyphenhyphenQ1wsSLV2dgAA8MYLGlmY/s640/blogger-image-678786395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXy7AJ9xCIxZ79RvlZ2rqhK6QZr3MLUTnr4Mup-M4DcdUxaDgzVFaSVeQ78GxxCTOqzCBpExQLZKeUpVdpwDfoyFXkBhQWJqXrV0boLHfZzoofMVyvN7b7ohyphenhyphenQ1wsSLV2dgAA8MYLGlmY/s640/blogger-image-678786395.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Yesterday we had the craziest day... it even involved me being alone... in Bangkok...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Let me explain:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So Sister Coates and I were running to the train in order to get to our next appointment, we see that the train is already at the station, but also that the doors are about to close. Now with trains here if you hear the buzzer on the door go, you know you won't be able to jump in before the door closes. Many a time Sister Coates and I have jumped in, beating the buzzer, but yesterday as we were running to the train, Sister Coates was a bit ahead of me and as such she jumped on the train, I, (still on the platform), hear the buzzer and second guess my "jumping on" abilities, thinking that if I do so, the doors will cut me in half. So the door closes, and Sister Coates is on her way going to the next stop while I am still standing on the platform...oops. It felt really weird to be alone, and kinda scary. At the beginning of my mission I never thought I would be able to get used to being with someone all the time, but now that I have been a missionary for so long, it felt sooo weird to be alone. Anyways, long story short Sister Coates and I met up at the next stop and had a good laugh. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-ygFVrqJgWKd0PXKjAWAD6U0TqXRDuKG9s3up53bf-PzsbMhLvvTj_xpROkqJbqOCp9IuZPJqyvCIHKA3GltrhSKz1y0J6y9kZB5tAB5eCH-JovVwWayxaQpLPeEK3iBOqxAQK4A4vM/s640/blogger-image--1477722403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-ygFVrqJgWKd0PXKjAWAD6U0TqXRDuKG9s3up53bf-PzsbMhLvvTj_xpROkqJbqOCp9IuZPJqyvCIHKA3GltrhSKz1y0J6y9kZB5tAB5eCH-JovVwWayxaQpLPeEK3iBOqxAQK4A4vM/s640/blogger-image--1477722403.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The other really crazy thing about yesterday, was we were inviting this nice family in a park when this CRAZY lady, comes up to us and starts yelling at us in this mixed babble of thai and english... we got nothing out of it other than, "God loves you", which is always nice to hear..but then when we saw her again she was like yelling and it was scary...anyways. ya.. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week a lot of new Thai greenies came in, and as such Sister Coates and I were given the responsibility of preparing lunch for them. Sister Mcknight is training a missionary from Cambodia, who doesn't speak Thai or English, so she has to go back and be a missionary in Cambodia. However, in the meantime they are staying at our house and its really fun! Sister Mcknight may even be serving here until transfers! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This email is so random but I just want to say 3 things that were really happy this week:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1. A less active member from the international ward took us to get italian food at this delicious restaurant. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2. On a day I was feeling a little down, and 3 little Thai girls came up to me and asked if they could hug me and Sister Coates. They thought it was so cool we were from Canada and America.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3. I got Sawyer's letter! Her story about Remembrance Day was soo cute!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7j79YA0IQb9y8KSfdm-9CtlNzx7ki2_VgH952ZIC3xEc-Yt35lywOAfhGcwPCWZY70dsmZGHrKSwlm1JTiaep-kZ6Ixd1H-6mWFRTW-LJOi2IMQ83sPocVrcLRxaKM4UxGEONHV7zsCY/s640/blogger-image-890195999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7j79YA0IQb9y8KSfdm-9CtlNzx7ki2_VgH952ZIC3xEc-Yt35lywOAfhGcwPCWZY70dsmZGHrKSwlm1JTiaep-kZ6Ixd1H-6mWFRTW-LJOi2IMQ83sPocVrcLRxaKM4UxGEONHV7zsCY/s640/blogger-image-890195999.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The coolest miracle that happened this week was that Sister Sa (our Cambodian investigator) brought us this card with Jesus on it that was super old. On the back it had a picture of the old cover of the Book of Mormon in Thai. We asked her where she had gotten that card and she said she had found it among her deceased husband's things (he died around 10 years ago) She was amazed to know that this was the same church that her husband had a card for, all those years ago. Life has very few coincidences, and the hand of God really is in all things. </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Oh, and on a side note Sister Sa lived in Cambodia when the Khmer Rouge was a thing. She said she had a lot of scary, scary experiences, but I won't go into detail now. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was also MLC. MLC is this big meeting with all the Zone Leaders and Sister Training Leaders, the Assistants to the President, and President and Sister Johnson. President and Sister Johnson as well as the Assistants trained us on some new vision, goals etc for the mission, and then it was our job to go to all the areas in our zone and train the districts on what they said. It was a lot like giving a group presentation to a lot of people. Anyways, I was a little scared to do this. I was feeling a bit like everyone else had a lot of good things to say and maybe I wouldn't have anything, but I prayed for the Spirit's guidance and read this scripture:<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Deuteronomy <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">1:17</a>:</span></div><div><i><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ye shall not respect persons in judgment; but ye shall hear the small as well as the great; ye shall not be afraid of the face of man; for the judgment is God’s: and the cause that is too hard for you, bring it unto me, and I will hear it.<br></b></i></div><div><i><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></b></i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I loved this scripture, and it really spoke peace to me and realized that everyone needs to speak out, whether you feel small, or whether you feel great... your voice matters. We need not fear as we can talk about anything with God, and he will hear us and help. Over my mission, I have been amazed at the answers you can get to prayers from the scriptures. It turned out that the training was great! I wasn't scared, and had lots to say. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYcnTuN10vK-EJCCu5pVdnUhyC39KWlgQLrKaKc3pBPujURI86PlYwPqpLjVrvqCws1VLYR0Ea-f2DilFIbNIoryl7uOmifK2sYgoVvoy7-0ILb4eJY3-Xad9coZAtalxy7ovgy7ARxjg/s640/blogger-image-2121613741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYcnTuN10vK-EJCCu5pVdnUhyC39KWlgQLrKaKc3pBPujURI86PlYwPqpLjVrvqCws1VLYR0Ea-f2DilFIbNIoryl7uOmifK2sYgoVvoy7-0ILb4eJY3-Xad9coZAtalxy7ovgy7ARxjg/s640/blogger-image-2121613741.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 21px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><i><b><br></b></i></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-32844185126130670642015-11-29T20:04:00.001-08:002015-11-29T20:04:36.438-08:00A Great Week of Very Little Sleep<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey Peeps! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was good...per usual, but also a complete and total blur, as my subject line to this email describes the amount of sleep was น้อยมาก (thai for very little). </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, I am loving being in Asoke. I feel like every member we visit, every investigator taught, random people etc... just give us a bunch of food. Literally one day this week we went to like 3 appointments where people just gave us food, upon treats, upon food. Man- I need to exercise more or something or else this could be bad! hahaha </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezSp8BQDlUj7aSvhLQMDfnhIleUZ7PPdsmH4hLOvX0oL0pmiTmCWVL0yA4HnLovY8mW3uszmqAgs3UJrfMLqJIoZki2tCs8Yt0Bq6x9sC0e9e931uuYTvAjMVxQ69EA-EjqcKSMBUzCE/s640/blogger-image-7190047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezSp8BQDlUj7aSvhLQMDfnhIleUZ7PPdsmH4hLOvX0oL0pmiTmCWVL0yA4HnLovY8mW3uszmqAgs3UJrfMLqJIoZki2tCs8Yt0Bq6x9sC0e9e931uuYTvAjMVxQ69EA-EjqcKSMBUzCE/s640/blogger-image-7190047.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, last P-day was fun! We visited 2 famous giant markets! There was sooo much stuff. It was alll waaay cool and cheap too. I will have to take you guys in the future!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvjONK_3qbhiWv-d3WKL3oLKPrKeeOgEUWvtYsAfyQVEviIuo3r1izam5-UKIzVX9ZitKJKD6VPlpdAVs9f9hy2rpv2awlaH__sENgmgwFJNs2IeT0cY_vrBNwck-c8FQNdoXelp9vdQ/s640/blogger-image--1719034110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvjONK_3qbhiWv-d3WKL3oLKPrKeeOgEUWvtYsAfyQVEviIuo3r1izam5-UKIzVX9ZitKJKD6VPlpdAVs9f9hy2rpv2awlaH__sENgmgwFJNs2IeT0cY_vrBNwck-c8FQNdoXelp9vdQ/s640/blogger-image--1719034110.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Last Sunday we also went to the Granges house for sunday dinner! (A senior couple in the office) It was soo normal and soo delicious. Being on a mission in Thailand has made me realize how much I appreciate the classic dinner of chicken and salad...oh man. The Granges also have a really cool rooftop at their apartment so we all took a district pic there! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdY716anCVu640g6niFOq6ukBtpAnqKfUpDDx-ur75iXDqpfFbhjhdc1X7eoYwTqbfOvmacQmLFd09FGMMCMpQXRSdQF5rPLO8Ga_FJG0xSa08ZcQ_MQ1hFb761XTD4rqaNxSC1hqanA/s640/blogger-image-682195984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdY716anCVu640g6niFOq6ukBtpAnqKfUpDDx-ur75iXDqpfFbhjhdc1X7eoYwTqbfOvmacQmLFd09FGMMCMpQXRSdQF5rPLO8Ga_FJG0xSa08ZcQ_MQ1hFb761XTD4rqaNxSC1hqanA/s640/blogger-image-682195984.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So far this email is all about food, and I am going to continue on that streak. This week we visited a less active member we are working with in the International Ward, and she had made us Thanksgiving dinner!! It was sooo good! Then, the next day we also got to go to a THANKSGIVING BUFFET with our district, President and Sister Johnson, and all the senior couples...it was soo delicious. I am feeling like I can't eat anything for another week. Good times. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs1RjD1uVwk6BslhiPdcb1ygrciOO6lLxPzzst2Nk-fp5nV1rCJlmiRhg5E-DmfoDjVojaWE5aMUje-vW3HQ5R-wDOMYQ8J1lOYRHA-SCegVn_ijFjHiN6DOGvDOw1e3hvVXpUg6lEtgw/s640/blogger-image--1453819772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs1RjD1uVwk6BslhiPdcb1ygrciOO6lLxPzzst2Nk-fp5nV1rCJlmiRhg5E-DmfoDjVojaWE5aMUje-vW3HQ5R-wDOMYQ8J1lOYRHA-SCegVn_ijFjHiN6DOGvDOw1e3hvVXpUg6lEtgw/s640/blogger-image--1453819772.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, all food stories aside...this week was soo busy! I went on 2 switch offs this week, one with Sister Parin in Thonburi (a pretty ghetto area of Bangkok, but still cool and fun) and I went on a switch off with SISTER MCKNIGHT here in Asoke!! It was so fun to go on a switch off with her and reminisce about all the good times when we were comps in Mahasarakham. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEihtmYxMTiSmhC50tvGO485-S8r4d_QhsTfeQsl9lAQlJBc1uMKYMMPA5pzDZm5XXOef7_O9LLkibtBt9Ea0RaA3JFN13wf6WnFffBXwys0-xSBEgxEjUWxCJBJjyUhzbL0D7Cxc8Jdg/s640/blogger-image-169024114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEihtmYxMTiSmhC50tvGO485-S8r4d_QhsTfeQsl9lAQlJBc1uMKYMMPA5pzDZm5XXOef7_O9LLkibtBt9Ea0RaA3JFN13wf6WnFffBXwys0-xSBEgxEjUWxCJBJjyUhzbL0D7Cxc8Jdg/s640/blogger-image-169024114.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we also got to go pick up a sister missionary from Lao at the airport who had just finished her mission in London. Before her mission she knew like 0 english, and now she is totally fluent!! So awesome. It was so weird to go to the airport though, as the last time I had been there was when I came to Thailand. She came to the Thanksgiving Buffet with us, and then President Johnson released her. It was really cool to talk to her about all she'd learned on her mission and whatnot. It also made me realize how little time I have left... oh man I just want to continue to do my best as the clock is ticking! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh yeah, I will quickly explain why I had no sleep...it was all the traveling to and from switchoffs! We are so busy here in Asoke I swear Sister Coates and I run everywhere! I love it though....being busy is the best! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I had some really great experiences teaching this week as well. We met with some of our investigators Brother Joe and SIster Nun and they both have dates to be baptized. They are both super prepared, and in teaching both of their lessons I could truly feel the spirit and the truth of my words. Lately, I have really been trying to improve my teaching and I realized something so simple that I knew, but sometimes forgot to apply. It is when you feel the spirit, the investigator will feel the spirit and you will both be uplifted. I love teaching...you always feel so good after you teach.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we taught this lady named Sister Sa who I had contacted on the street. She is from Cambodia but speaks great Thai and English. Her story is she married someone from America, they died and now her daughter is in America and Sa hasn't seen her in years as she doesn't have a visa. Her daughter is christian and she really misses her husband, and daughter. She was sooo willing and prepared to learn, saying she had always wanted to be Christian, but she just didn't know how. In the lesson we taught her to pray, talked about baptism, and testified of God's love for her. After the lesson was over she came up to me and said, "Thank you Sister Rem for teaching me about God's love. I feel so good and happy right now." That made me feel good, and also made me think of this talk that Sister Mcknight shared with me on our switchoff...it's called the Power of God's love. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The Guy who wrote the talk is the same guy that the movie "The Other Side of Heaven" was about. (You know the one with Anne Hathaway) Anyways, he went on a mission to a remote South Pacific island, and it was crazy, the language culture and food was all different from what he was used to. </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Of his experience he says: </span><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">"As a young missionary I was assigned to a small island of about 700 inhabitants in a remote area of the South Pacific. To me the heat was oppressive, the mosquitoes were terrible, the mud was everywhere, the language was impossible, and the food was—well, “different.”</i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This reminded me a bit of my experience upon arriving here.....however, he then goes through many challenges (hurricanes, shipwreck etc) and comes to realize while pondering that:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i>"I realized that God’s love had changed everything. The heat, the mud, the mosquitoes, the people, the language, the food were no longer challenges. Those who had tried to harm me were no longer my enemies. Everyone was my brother or sister. Being filled with God’s love is the most joyous of all things and is worth every cost. </i><i>When we understand who God is, who we are, how He loves us, and what His plan is for us, fear evaporates. When we get the tiniest glimpse of these truths, our concern over worldly things vanishes. To think we actually fall for Satan’s lies that power, fame, or wealth is important is truly laughable—or would be were it not so sad."</i><br></span></div><div><i style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I loved this quote... actually I loved this whole talk. It really reminded me of being a missionary here in Thailand and at first thinking it was soo hot, the language was so hard, and the food was inedible. However as time passed by, and I realized more and more the reason I am on a mission, all of those things changed to be something I love. I love this language, I love the food, and I like the heat. I know that all of these things changed because of God's love. When we serve others, love them, and do our best to forget ourselves...God's love can change us, and make us better than we thought we could be. I never thought when I started my mission that this change could come, but I know that when we rely on God our weaknesses, hardships, and trials will work together to become our strengths, and we will be blessed with gratitude for all the things we went through in order to be who we need to become. <br><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I know God lives. I know he loves us, and I know that this love is the key to happiness. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you guys,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHJ6KRbaMQ9sGg4WvSn5gZyNaOvKAxwqaZBiCnZ71f8R4sRvr3e_X4s9S2xNlAMV6c2gFrWMncJmtYBA7qCZJkOwS_JR_8lXLHGNFXWBluIx77q2bV15ZmCa2IaYs0vTqB8cr3cexPTjM/s640/blogger-image-1717849407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHJ6KRbaMQ9sGg4WvSn5gZyNaOvKAxwqaZBiCnZ71f8R4sRvr3e_X4s9S2xNlAMV6c2gFrWMncJmtYBA7qCZJkOwS_JR_8lXLHGNFXWBluIx77q2bV15ZmCa2IaYs0vTqB8cr3cexPTjM/s640/blogger-image-1717849407.jpg"></a></div>We forgot about the Lantern festive, so we just took our pic in front of the airport display.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvDE7U8QRgmAIZXzIuhcvGEElOZkKAxP56TbStWob3d2jlCQwiFG4GqtdXJUwGdsolg3eUNbHokl2QeITKeiEhyphenhyphenco8Gt37We2eb21K8kEsVVuupvqMKE-EasxXOf3ALDuMTb7CWGrYpXk/s640/blogger-image-279853032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvDE7U8QRgmAIZXzIuhcvGEElOZkKAxP56TbStWob3d2jlCQwiFG4GqtdXJUwGdsolg3eUNbHokl2QeITKeiEhyphenhyphenco8Gt37We2eb21K8kEsVVuupvqMKE-EasxXOf3ALDuMTb7CWGrYpXk/s640/blogger-image-279853032.jpg"></a></div>I usually eat my Somtam from this lady. It's the best. </span></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-40781969510501626052015-11-22T20:16:00.001-08:002015-11-22T20:16:02.040-08:00Culture Shock<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbjOpRovH4jIkQ-2UxD73zHe7h1Ue-dHreAprSvsiPY3yThcRv0f4-p5_upB0zGtDnerbX1hpzKW2tW73W2UeY0wnJqHA3U2lHfY5PgZ6f9HgK6MhYqtrYHGVwlrK5oo3CQmhRXCjhwk/s640/blogger-image--333214484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbjOpRovH4jIkQ-2UxD73zHe7h1Ue-dHreAprSvsiPY3yThcRv0f4-p5_upB0zGtDnerbX1hpzKW2tW73W2UeY0wnJqHA3U2lHfY5PgZ6f9HgK6MhYqtrYHGVwlrK5oo3CQmhRXCjhwk/s640/blogger-image--333214484.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It feels so weird that my P-day is now on a Saturday! I hope all is going well in Canada and various other places. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Coming to Asoke has been awesome, and it feels a bit like I am having culture shock! The reason I say this is, that for the past year I have basically lived in tiny towns, seen few foreigners, eaten only thai food, and seen some very humble conditions of living. Coming to Asoke, I see foreigners all the time, speak in English, see very extravagant ways of living.....and they have a Krispie Kreme donut place. I like it, but it is also strange....It's weird when you kinda figure out how to live happily with a lot less, and then you suddenly have everything again. I don't really know how to feel, or if this makes any sense....</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Last P-day we went to this place called Siam Paragon (really close to where the bombs went off a few months ago) and it was soo cool! They had a Forever 21...and man all I can say is style looks weird now! It seems like everything is bland marrons and greys and like aztecy prints...but then again I could be totally off. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGwBtuy54VZ2u2pu5VpuULi-paDswEUZxGgCoXKG_8OGtau42h-6XXNrt0FzHKaBzM8UbjpvR0rhKWB-dJYfyqUMTg1KHZ8Yw4Fmnapnyp7j18ANMiYDCjm6kexGlIfR5AjbxjEmg3XeU/s640/blogger-image-1758559454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGwBtuy54VZ2u2pu5VpuULi-paDswEUZxGgCoXKG_8OGtau42h-6XXNrt0FzHKaBzM8UbjpvR0rhKWB-dJYfyqUMTg1KHZ8Yw4Fmnapnyp7j18ANMiYDCjm6kexGlIfR5AjbxjEmg3XeU/s640/blogger-image-1758559454.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Funny Moments of the Week: </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Jackie Chan"</b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">English class was soo funny this week! We taught the advanced class and one of the "get to know you" questions we asked was, "tell us your thai name, and then your english name." Then one guy gets up and says,"my thai name... Prissapon..my english name...Jackie Chan." I literally laughed sooo hard. Then that same guy comes up to me after class and compliments my english saying, "Man, I didn't know Canadians could speak english so well, what is your native language?" lolssss</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"New Investigator"</b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> We met with a new investigator this week, and she tells us her religion is "Sassana Phiiii" which means...the ghost religion. She then proceeds to tell us the most "interesting" things.....</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"This is my Daughter"</b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This is possibly my favorite funny moment of the week, and also shows how hilarious Sister Coates is. We were rushing to get on the train (the MRT) in rush hour so there was about a gazillion people pushing to get on....we shove a bit as well and eventually make it on just before the door closes. Sister Coates is then standing behind this girl super close, as there are about a gazillion peeps on the train. The girl is really short so Sister Coates mimes putting her hands on the girls shoulders and says (pretty loudly as normaly thai people don't know english) "This is my daughter"....I start laughing, and then the girl looks up at Sister Coates and says (in perfect english) "Sister would probably be better".... We all started laughing soooo hard and it turns out the girl was from China ...and spoke perfect English!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"My Dream"</b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I had a waay funny dream...that I think shows just how long I have been in Thailand. SO in my dream I was going on some adventure and hiking around, when all of a sudden I get to this waterfall, where there is this guide who says that I have to go down the waterfall in order to get to the end of my journey. I ask her, "how will I get down?" She then proceeds to tell me I need to take this capsule thing, that looks exactly like a rice cooker. She trys to tell me that more than one person can get in at once, but I am like, "Umm, I am a lot bigger than a thai person, so I think I will just have to go on my own." I was waay scared though, but the guide helped me get in the rice cooker, and then proceeded to pack the top of the capsule with sticky rice. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Yaaah, I have been eating rice in Asia for a while.... hahaha</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_AyPNze0RElpSAQMUlN0LYK-CyamTA9YOsF7-wwOJxbSPXr1jMq1orPf6Yl_QwE1FZ9YeaPDg6p3UmJtinTNWm8lJhl7DIxW0Hip2ss2h_0D9VuueAdqSQ3LU-YylEIowzEfJbAHFo4/s640/blogger-image--272204341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_AyPNze0RElpSAQMUlN0LYK-CyamTA9YOsF7-wwOJxbSPXr1jMq1orPf6Yl_QwE1FZ9YeaPDg6p3UmJtinTNWm8lJhl7DIxW0Hip2ss2h_0D9VuueAdqSQ3LU-YylEIowzEfJbAHFo4/s640/blogger-image--272204341.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Bugs</b></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A member brought us some food this week that looked delish, and was so good too, but then Sister Coates looked at her plate...and it has worms on it! I immediately felt waay sick as I had already eaten ALOT....</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Some other good moments from the week include: me winning free yogurt from Yogurtland ( I am soo good at silly games) we had to spin a wheel, and I won. Yay! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">ALSO THIS WEEK I GOT A PACKAGE FROM GRANDMA FULL OF GINGERBREAD MEN AND CARAMELS. I almost cried tears of joy (dramatic...I think yes) but seriously, I was soo excited! It was still fresh too! Its great being in the same area as the office Elders, because now I get packages whenever they come, instead of once every six weeks to three months!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week Sister Coates and I also got the opportunity to meet with a member from the international ward who is returning to activity. She took us out for Lebanese food (super delicious), and we taught in English. It was really cool to be able to relate to a lot of her experieces, as well as learn of her testimony. Teaching in English has been a really cool but different experience for me...I am learning a lot. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well, I feel like I have written a lot this week, but I will conclude with my spiritual thought:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I feel like I re-learned something I already knew. It is, that everyone has their own talents. Comparing yourself to others can seem easy, but in the end it is silly to compare weaknesses to strengths, as everyone is needed and everyone has talents. The Lord needs me and my talents in this work, and he needs other people and their specific talents as well. The gospel is all about growing and improving, that is for sure, but I think we would all do well to remember and recognize those talents we already have....everyone has one and it is needed! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I also memorized this poem this week:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Good timber does not grow with ease,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The stronger wind, the stronger trees.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The further sky, the greater length.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The more the storm, the more the strength.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">By sun and cold, by rain and snow,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In trees and men good timbers grow.</span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love, </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; 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background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'll start with the big news: I MOVED TO ASOKE! Asoke is in Bangkok and is the most fancy businessy part of Bangkok ...basically I feel like I am living in New York or Paris. It is so fun! Oh! And my new companion is Sister Coates and we are the SIster Training Leaders over the Bangkok West Zone. NOW MY PDAY IS SATURDAY. (So email me by Friday Mom) I think it's that day because the office Elders and AP's are in our district and that is their pday. Anyways, more on Asoke later...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMIm9kCIzuf6sxYwboyhsAY9-9Z4gXSu1LNfkd_VYGGdGccdCW6puAaBos2Q4uZosM0duGrPzWcSFaCRm6uP3Mvo-PEesAh2bNjWG1V6F6jwrQFWMXxhizgHatOB2eZ7Ty3gAVGt7NSk/s640/blogger-image--281289237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMIm9kCIzuf6sxYwboyhsAY9-9Z4gXSu1LNfkd_VYGGdGccdCW6puAaBos2Q4uZosM0duGrPzWcSFaCRm6uP3Mvo-PEesAh2bNjWG1V6F6jwrQFWMXxhizgHatOB2eZ7Ty3gAVGt7NSk/s640/blogger-image--281289237.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So I want to tell you all about leaving Lampang. It was so sad, Brother S and Sister Maw took us out for lunch, and Sister Meow took us out to dinner, so I got to see all the RC's before I left :) I am going to miss them! Hopefully Bro S and Sis Maws kids will get baptized soon. They are in good hands with Sister Carrillo and her greenie :) When I was leaving we explained to Bro S how transfers work, and how the mission president prays to get inspiration as to where each missionary should go. He silently thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea! I will call him and say (he says this next part in broken english which makes it even funnier) "Hello, I calling from heaven, how are you?" I'll miss Lampang. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfpP85hhuQQ42FNAihNujhb1xFn6eBTygnkg7-YpwKCUs6m6ZkEUGIB7y1PtCymVz4m0ovFM0UL2iLIOAMCxU2VzjOTjwHo49vZOrw_rrBpM78xdME6wIigk8JT1bD2cz_21y_Xd9qEM/s640/blogger-image--207799251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfpP85hhuQQ42FNAihNujhb1xFn6eBTygnkg7-YpwKCUs6m6ZkEUGIB7y1PtCymVz4m0ovFM0UL2iLIOAMCxU2VzjOTjwHo49vZOrw_rrBpM78xdME6wIigk8JT1bD2cz_21y_Xd9qEM/s640/blogger-image--207799251.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">All of the RC's and members came to see me off and gave me a bunch of gifts/ books to sign...oh and they all got out their camera phones and snapped pics of my face...it felt like I was a celebrity. It was soooo funny. I will seriously miss these people. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE1oGWqCNfxnjDdGUARKjlPfOTpARe1lA157dqshWeiU4464JA_UCfC9_5TNba5Vji5OtBwi1v1HbmAXk-e6Fx6Vb3zXZg7rtYH7bOHxlB3ZcWnMJL94wxR0T0AN32kp3XSoJGlVYHuk/s640/blogger-image--679819378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE1oGWqCNfxnjDdGUARKjlPfOTpARe1lA157dqshWeiU4464JA_UCfC9_5TNba5Vji5OtBwi1v1HbmAXk-e6Fx6Vb3zXZg7rtYH7bOHxlB3ZcWnMJL94wxR0T0AN32kp3XSoJGlVYHuk/s640/blogger-image--679819378.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, last funny thing from Lampang and then I will move onto Asoke. SO you guys all know how I got food poisoning in Lampang that one time on a switch off at the beginning of my mission?? Well this week, it happened again!! I don't even know what I ate, but long story short...I woke up in the middle of the night, felt way sick...but went back to sleep, then the next morning....long story short again, I barfed a bunch... and was too weak to clean it up for like an hour, so then when I went back into the bathroom, the bathroom was infested with ants!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That will teach me. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways, I am so excited to be an SIster Training Leader in Asoke with Sister Coates. Our district includes the Assistant's to the Mission President and Office Elders too, so sometimes, apparently, we get to do office work and other cool things too! Asoke is sooo busy too, I feel like we have just been running around and visiting a bagillion people which I LOVE, because I LOVE BEING BUSY! Asoke also has 2 wards, an international one (full of people from all over the world) and a Thai one. We are involved in both, so on Saturday we got to go visit an less active from Sri Lanka. She had a bunch of kids in this tiny room and I don't think they get many visitors So it was really neat to visit them, as it made them so happy. We visited them with this other Sri Lankan member, and this lady who is from Brazil who also went on a mission. Man, being here is making me realize how crazy the world is, and how lucky I am to be able to have this opportunity to serve these people. After, we went to this Sri Lankan restaurant where the owners were members of the church. Sri Lankan food is pretty good too. Sister Coates and I were like, "this is Sri Lankan Saturday."</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80afr__c7f21wh7lI0KXTi9ZHnIEWOaEGJkyVbcGeMRWtHA5qZftxIzy9sjZ4_OpHOtP8m-9YNSvihOjfDfCOOLt3FTHp3f7Sx3HxinXpPzrhLfn4_1UlHitepQj6__7qpLxbwY0amVc/s640/blogger-image-1205161603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80afr__c7f21wh7lI0KXTi9ZHnIEWOaEGJkyVbcGeMRWtHA5qZftxIzy9sjZ4_OpHOtP8m-9YNSvihOjfDfCOOLt3FTHp3f7Sx3HxinXpPzrhLfn4_1UlHitepQj6__7qpLxbwY0amVc/s640/blogger-image-1205161603.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> Going to church here on sunday was soo different! It was crazy to go to church in English. I was asked to say the opening prayer, and it was the first time I have prayed aloud in English for a while. (I think I may have said some Thai words). Its weird how English can get rusty when you don't use it. That is why I feel like my grammar in these emails is awful. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The international members are so amazing. Lots of them are refugees, and this lady from Pakistan was telling me her story... it was so scary and sad, but the gospel really has brought her such peace, as well as to the many other refugees in the ward. The Thai ward was great too! Everyone is so fashion forward and fancy. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh! and the other day this French guy walked into the church who had learned with the missionaries in France. I tried to explain a few things in French, but lets just say my Thai is better, anyways I could totally still understand him, but replying was difficult. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Another really awesome thing about Sunday was I saw the Healy's! (Jon's parents) They are in Bangkok this week and it just so happened the week I got transferred here is the week they came! They brought me a bunch of American candy!! It was so cool to see them. One of my good friends from Mahasarakham, Sister Dew, also happened to be in Asoke so I saw her too! I will send pics. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdP17CUTqbJe9uHwGecEgeYz2B7fP3eGZE5jxPjv6Pxc5u3i4X6_mz7bF8L63v7pVM8_I7C5pMNOsH6FBEwsoo-ZeEh2dADqGCF8P9QwbVYOp9h-Pu-qzakre72EhIPpHWU-2oQ4Op354/s640/blogger-image-1819267151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdP17CUTqbJe9uHwGecEgeYz2B7fP3eGZE5jxPjv6Pxc5u3i4X6_mz7bF8L63v7pVM8_I7C5pMNOsH6FBEwsoo-ZeEh2dADqGCF8P9QwbVYOp9h-Pu-qzakre72EhIPpHWU-2oQ4Op354/s640/blogger-image-1819267151.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Everyone. I am loving being a missionary. It is seriously the best thing I have ever done.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My thought from this week is about trusting in the Lord. This week I was really worried about transfers and where my next companion, and area was going to be. I was sitting on the sleeper train coming to Bangkok and I couldn't sleep, so I opened up my scriptures.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This is in D and C 41:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"He that receiveth my law and doeth it, the same is my disciple; and he that saith he receiveth it and doeth it not, the same is not my disciple, and shall be cast out from among you"</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">While reading this I realized that wherever I was sent, that is where God would need me, and whoever I was with, is who I needed to be with, as such I realized in order to be true disciples, we need to do his will and not just say we are going to do it. We also need to go with all of our hearts. Heavenly Father knows what is best for us and he knows better than we do what will make us happy. That is something I feel I have really learned on my mission. We can worry, worry, worry until we die, but in the end what is going to happen will happen anyways, and in the end will be for our ultimate good and happiness. Now, that is definitely not saying It won't be hard in the moment, missions are hard, and life certainly is hard, but I know Heavenly Father wants us to be happy, and that when things are hard...it prepares us for a great happier future moment...where we truly realize all these moments worked together for our good. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love Asoke, I love being a missionary... I miss you all, but you may have to drag me home when the time comes. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I love you guys, </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyrHxUB_q1nb0zXD7qvnWQiWMriJLeVF9UT3ZsTnle2arQVs4PvCRAVsysTmEqz1vhC9-frXir8lddsRKpKGFT3PDhdOGE-e8fYTWLxDEf1pR06dbLHY4cvqgXU_802K-0wl4BKK8HeU/s640/blogger-image--108174551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyrHxUB_q1nb0zXD7qvnWQiWMriJLeVF9UT3ZsTnle2arQVs4PvCRAVsysTmEqz1vhC9-frXir8lddsRKpKGFT3PDhdOGE-e8fYTWLxDEf1pR06dbLHY4cvqgXU_802K-0wl4BKK8HeU/s640/blogger-image--108174551.jpg"></a></div>This is me and my new companion on the "Klong Monster" - this dirty river boat water taxi...its soo loud..and fun!</span></div><div><br></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-44755558350356535832015-11-09T13:46:00.001-08:002015-11-09T13:46:58.493-08:00Be Happy Now - There Is Good To Be Found In Each Day<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwi_Chijrc7Fp5AhnRBcHhVuAjMzOpi-hNcrBUrPYliFtSluf73gdOKERP5iT9r4wEDyVVqGSPux-9HT_r6OOlKelosSqGVxIBfYJsss76E-TqbJB2yCOOjCPYdvl2jhQSqsNyCpMq-k/s640/blogger-image--410926355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwi_Chijrc7Fp5AhnRBcHhVuAjMzOpi-hNcrBUrPYliFtSluf73gdOKERP5iT9r4wEDyVVqGSPux-9HT_r6OOlKelosSqGVxIBfYJsss76E-TqbJB2yCOOjCPYdvl2jhQSqsNyCpMq-k/s640/blogger-image--410926355.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!</span><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week was a good week ...we should get the transfer call today or tomorrow, so I will know if I am moving or staying in Lampang! I feel good about either, as it has been a great 2 transfers here!</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh and this week Sister Maw got baptized! (I'll explain more at the end of the email) </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="/var/mobile/Containers/Data/Application/07BC30EB-4240-4C21-9E29-C17FB6728B92/Documents/Blogger/blogger-image--1520122693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="/var/mobile/Containers/Data/Application/07BC30EB-4240-4C21-9E29-C17FB6728B92/Documents/Blogger/blogger-image--1520122693.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Last P-day we went and saw some caves! The caves were soo neat! There was so much buddhist stuff inside them, and we were the only people in there. At first we had to hike up this mountain to get to them, and the tour guides had to hike with us. They were all so surprised we spoke Thai (most people are), and it was so fun! I will send tons of pics. Once we started exploring the cave, I was going to take this one direction, when the tour guide said to me, "don't go that direction...there is no air there!" I was like, "Has someone died before?" And she was like, "Yes...." After that my district and I kept thinking we couldn't breathe, but it was probs all in our head. (So funny) The cave also had snakes and soo many bats!</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOmQSW3jwKLkRycgmZsaqyCgPraT1x8HQ1n1dOoVFx8X7S5tR1BikLSuQpAeAfBVrODGAkHC9kz_NQ7iYlaNXKJEKxs1sOWlWXAOX8wg8ADOf2838Bfbpi_MS3LKXjUH-szd20WDgk1Ls/s640/blogger-image--503231405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOmQSW3jwKLkRycgmZsaqyCgPraT1x8HQ1n1dOoVFx8X7S5tR1BikLSuQpAeAfBVrODGAkHC9kz_NQ7iYlaNXKJEKxs1sOWlWXAOX8wg8ADOf2838Bfbpi_MS3LKXjUH-szd20WDgk1Ls/s640/blogger-image--503231405.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5MjwWELgzzinli3qzogtzVC_nD_OXpiQ8UFpQlgsBTfcGwO0dFjo7ANh8MSvGrFHf0k5P9UV32a9z2W8kCvVzg9Hci4hqgeM8nnJVA2mJ7IiYnO2KFxmVH7_YdRS3etcs5IbBkDMb9kQ/s640/blogger-image-1810611009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5MjwWELgzzinli3qzogtzVC_nD_OXpiQ8UFpQlgsBTfcGwO0dFjo7ANh8MSvGrFHf0k5P9UV32a9z2W8kCvVzg9Hci4hqgeM8nnJVA2mJ7IiYnO2KFxmVH7_YdRS3etcs5IbBkDMb9kQ/s640/blogger-image-1810611009.jpg"></a></div></div><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I also had a neat experience. One day Sister Carrillo and I were taking a shortcut through this giant school campus in order to get to the church in time to teach a lesson. When I got to the church I realized I had lost my Thai Book of Mormon with all the highlighted scriptures etc. that I have used my entire mission. I was so sad. After the lesson, we went outside to look for it and it was dark, so we back tracked our way through the school and there was literally NO light. Sooo I grabbed our phone and started shining it around. I prayed that I would be able to find it, and almost immediately, my light landed directly on it. I was so happy to find it! Truly amazing, as it was soo dark and that school is huge! Prayers are answered. </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh! And this week I got my, "death papers" in other words the papers that tell you the day you end your mission. My date is <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">April 28th</a> (the transfer day). So I get a 3 week-ish extension. I will miss starting school for spring term, but it's all chill because then I get a month or so at home before summer term starts. It was soo weird getting that letter. (enclosed in it were a bunch of goal sheets too.) The next day I was thinking about how I can see the end of my mission, and how although I still have a long time left, it is for sure coming up...and when I thought this I teared up a little bit. My mission has meant so much to me, and I don't think I realized that until I got these papers... I mean I did realize it, but I feel it so much more now. I will be sad when it's over, but I don't need to think about that now...I have lots of time left! </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Maw also got baptized this week! Bro S (her husband and someone who we taught that got baptized last transfer) baptized her! It was so awesome to see! She really has a testimony of the restoration, and it was so neat to see Bro S be able to baptize her. Their 2 kids should be getting baptized soon too.... I love teaching families! </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Okay, that's about all for this week...but I will leave you with a thought. It's kinda simple this week:</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It's that life is short...missions are short, and sometimes life and missions can be hard, but when you look back you always can see why things happen the way they do, and how trials are for our good. Being on a mission has also taught me a lot about not postponing my happiness. Sometimes it's so easy to say, "I will be happy when _____ happens, or when ____ happens." When we do this, life will just pass us by. Be happy now...there is good to be found in each day! </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love you all!</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSsgEi-Y76rHKAzHnlTXzIoHmB3TZUmH1iZHTLiRMRS2OZJg6UPbKjTdMoPedEb8j7MIzPm6hSbzB-p0BWL2D_HCywKpVT_QOu2GaL6Jucv27eMcM-Ec742jrJozpGECIytSYyBpo6Mk/s640/blogger-image-205882210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSsgEi-Y76rHKAzHnlTXzIoHmB3TZUmH1iZHTLiRMRS2OZJg6UPbKjTdMoPedEb8j7MIzPm6hSbzB-p0BWL2D_HCywKpVT_QOu2GaL6Jucv27eMcM-Ec742jrJozpGECIytSYyBpo6Mk/s640/blogger-image-205882210.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Cave entrance</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJH5CI_7fVhiN-iL-t6DEv5dAIRD9KQHOXCckQw8sQBnNU5GoZvh5IGtDTvUf4Sfd0fckoloP7u_ObEXRitGJjv6ToGY-puHbqglmRWZuY-GFQFFwuuDyrygIW7keDgzA8IgUG_IVhIo/s640/blogger-image-2046750001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJH5CI_7fVhiN-iL-t6DEv5dAIRD9KQHOXCckQw8sQBnNU5GoZvh5IGtDTvUf4Sfd0fckoloP7u_ObEXRitGJjv6ToGY-puHbqglmRWZuY-GFQFFwuuDyrygIW7keDgzA8IgUG_IVhIo/s640/blogger-image-2046750001.jpg"></a></div>Cave snake</div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226854532026680825.post-84500580202770807922015-11-02T12:53:00.001-08:002015-11-02T12:53:42.879-08:00Small And Simple Acts Of Kindness Matter<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Hey everyone!! This week was a good week, i feel like so much happened...yet it went by really fast. And Sister M got baptized!! </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXR1u-q9kWPrH9p75vNka2Yeiq-3eg1QnW05bIk-Su4xUNsXaHkInvH7Fj1sninAkqwgTJDfzhLEUi0LcxVseTKj6zI-3IG7MwMDEzdyjnmLHLHvVWrq8RSwRhTlqyfTH05lEAe61MKic/s640/blogger-image-1520825813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXR1u-q9kWPrH9p75vNka2Yeiq-3eg1QnW05bIk-Su4xUNsXaHkInvH7Fj1sninAkqwgTJDfzhLEUi0LcxVseTKj6zI-3IG7MwMDEzdyjnmLHLHvVWrq8RSwRhTlqyfTH05lEAe61MKic/s640/blogger-image-1520825813.jpg"></a></div><br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week started off with President and Sister Johnson coming up to Lampang! It was really fun, and Sister Johnson even got to study and teach with us. I also had a really awesome interview with President Johnson. I have learned so much from them. During their visit, this one member went up to them and said, "These missionaries all need to be here in lampang for 6 months." It was funny and nice. The Elders also got to teach with President Johnson and they went with some members in President Johnson's rental car to someone's house. The one member was so impressed with how nice the rental car was she said, "I have never been in luxury vehicle before", while the other </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">member kept urging President Johnson to "drive this car faster!"</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I also got a haircut. I swear every time Thai people cut my hair they somehow work it into this giant knot and then give a look of horror, and spend forever trying to comb it out. (Until I eventually grab the brush and do it myself.) They don't realize my hair is different than Asian hair- haha. It was really funny though as like 3 different people were all trying to brush out my hair until I was like, "no, let me do it myself." </span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyways.... some other funny stories this week...don't miss #5:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1. "The Accent"</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Carrillo and I realized how funny it must be for Thai people to hear us asking them to come to church. We imagined it must be sort of like a person that doesn't speak English with a correct accent coming up to us in America, and asking if we wanted to learn about Buddhism or something.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2. "I saw it on a Movie"</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This one member who is a return missionary called us one day telling us to come to <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">7/11</a> where he worked, and when we stopped by he gave us and the Elders caramel apples! I was like, "How do you even know about caramel apples? And he was like, "Oh I watched this Halloween movie one time and saw that you guys eat stuff like this in America." It basically made my day. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3. "Allergies..."</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> We went over to this member's house this week to do some service (helped her pick fruit), and we ended up teaching her husband. While teaching her husband I started sneezing uncontrollably because I think I was allergic to her dog. I literally sneezed for like the next 4 hours..... gotta love allergies. I am hoping her husband still got something out of the lesson...or at least understood what I was saying through all the sneezes. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-gRUP2IaMjAJ_M-W-fm9RkhBPXBKHPVATnbsBDTq2qzB4gnRevuCjXL8Gr4HzY0tgCI2c5ebv41ROx75S_BlCCNUlrkp_k3ISzJ0Gv_28UmXWNbITp0VRz6iB8GrTzDQYVoxDf5fNiaw/s640/blogger-image-1225164072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-gRUP2IaMjAJ_M-W-fm9RkhBPXBKHPVATnbsBDTq2qzB4gnRevuCjXL8Gr4HzY0tgCI2c5ebv41ROx75S_BlCCNUlrkp_k3ISzJ0Gv_28UmXWNbITp0VRz6iB8GrTzDQYVoxDf5fNiaw/s640/blogger-image-1225164072.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">4. "Bananas"</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week we had a Halloween party! It was fun! I thought of a few games, bobbing for apples (naturally), and donuts on a string (thanks Grandma Cammy for that idea)....</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">However, after Sister Carrillo and I went and got donuts we realized that we didn't have any string, so brother S (our rc from last transfer) started hanging them all on the decorations at all different lengths and he also started tying bananas onto the strings too... it was hilarious. Everyone LOVED the party, as Halloween isn't a thing in Thailand. <br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojw9NhyphenhyphenFgoe19wkGCapOiCbfpTDlGnlUkE89uQaUXAQtUlT324HMI_bbTwHiLK0PXNNJ8ON0pB1HzyIBkxcl7a7LuGGA4IFmMqx9HDQmMTLNOLhXKxy032Jis5gut4Gg_lPOW0dqApXU/s640/blogger-image--1991195788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiojw9NhyphenhyphenFgoe19wkGCapOiCbfpTDlGnlUkE89uQaUXAQtUlT324HMI_bbTwHiLK0PXNNJ8ON0pB1HzyIBkxcl7a7LuGGA4IFmMqx9HDQmMTLNOLhXKxy032Jis5gut4Gg_lPOW0dqApXU/s640/blogger-image--1991195788.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTb-aTv5DUGwMHvb-kAww4LXZslqdzyYjva9o04peScXzGCc3SVWJt8ys0Rya7dSIt_MFP5JqaXG3NjW9x3eyjTkpeZ42GNkxaESqxo6ih4FFMuzC9YYnifV3_O6-uk0K_noJ9LJ_Ffs4/s640/blogger-image--1046684856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTb-aTv5DUGwMHvb-kAww4LXZslqdzyYjva9o04peScXzGCc3SVWJt8ys0Rya7dSIt_MFP5JqaXG3NjW9x3eyjTkpeZ42GNkxaESqxo6ih4FFMuzC9YYnifV3_O6-uk0K_noJ9LJ_Ffs4/s640/blogger-image--1046684856.jpg"></a></div></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">5. "I have been in Thailand for awhile"-</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I had this moment where I realized I had been in Thailand for awhile as some of my standards have changed. One night I went to go eat the Reeses peanut butter Cup cereal Grandma Cammy had sent me, and found that I had forgotten to put it back in the fridge last time (you have to put everything in the fridge or ants get it) I thought,"I am sure its fine, it's in a bag and a box". So I poured the cereal and started eating. As I was eating I realized the brown flecks in the cereal weren't chocolate, but ants and that I had already eaten quite a few! So I did what any rational person who hasn't had good cereal in a year would do, and picked out the ants and kept eating...ya...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week one of our investigators, Sister M got baptized; she is 22 and is awesome! We have been working with her for quite a while and she has totally changed her life around. Her testimony was so cute too... she kept saying we would ask her to get baptized a lot and she just didn't feel ready, didn't want to keep the commandments... but then slowly and surely she started to change her life... the Spirit would prompt her to keep a certain commandment, she received answers to prayer, and suddenly she found herself spending more time at church then she ever had partying. She also told of her experience in going to a different church and how that church just didn't feel right. I am so amazed at the miracle the gospel has had in her life. She said when she was standing in the water she had this thought come into her head, "Hey, why didn't I do this sooner." She is really a totally different person now, then when I first talked to her in English class. Oh! I also gave a talk at her baptism! It is my first time giving a talk in Thai and it went pretty well! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn_RQl9JrNXyluxlZ6hqYIncXsWv9QUl_VV3mx40M-s-lTeEuCnV1Fwt096WNP_Yme1sQeeaYe7YXqYJAdF_FT-QC2zaHZlD0wfGF6NbyGsyYQ4Vy6TJs9kHnxZFAmglRHFLzGkB-m2s/s640/blogger-image--1913672633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn_RQl9JrNXyluxlZ6hqYIncXsWv9QUl_VV3mx40M-s-lTeEuCnV1Fwt096WNP_Yme1sQeeaYe7YXqYJAdF_FT-QC2zaHZlD0wfGF6NbyGsyYQ4Vy6TJs9kHnxZFAmglRHFLzGkB-m2s/s640/blogger-image--1913672633.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week I really learned a lot from my interview with President Johnson. I won't go into specifics but he really helped me to feel a lot of peace about the work I have done so far on my mission. I feel like sometimes we are our own worst critics. The next day after the interview with him I was reading in Alma 38:3:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> "I say unto you, my son, that I have had great joy in thee already, because of thy faithfulness and thy diligence, and thy patience and thy long-suffering among the people of the Zoramites."<br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Which I changed it around to be:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"I say unto you, my daughter, that I have had great joy in thee already, because of thy faithfulness and thy diligence, and thy patience and thy long-suffering among the people of Thailand."</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As I read this scripture I just felt Heavenly Fathers love for me so much, and I just know that he is pleased with my efforts, as small as they may seem to me. I know it is the same for all of you as well... no matter our situation in life, if we are striving to follow Christ we are making a great contribution. Don't ever let yourself feel discouraged, or that small and simple acts of kindness, love, and service don't matter...because they most certainly do, and slowly but surely are making you into who you need to become. I invite all of you to take the invitation from conference to, "Pray and ask Heavenly Father what you are doing right." I promise he will tell you...he loves you, and wants you to know of his love as well. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Love,</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sister Remington </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamnzVykTexTgwBNvZqk06jaV3FatNhZILC-cWynDUYSdU_ArASYWswFBqwSAXO48yjLT191EjT1kOWubkVBiMw2e1UTgkJ6DAlcR7yE25GNFEeexSlQwmuBuBhNlr3zsnrZq-eWSBumU/s640/blogger-image-2116867118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamnzVykTexTgwBNvZqk06jaV3FatNhZILC-cWynDUYSdU_ArASYWswFBqwSAXO48yjLT191EjT1kOWubkVBiMw2e1UTgkJ6DAlcR7yE25GNFEeexSlQwmuBuBhNlr3zsnrZq-eWSBumU/s640/blogger-image-2116867118.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">THE YELLOW MOUND IN THE WINDOW IS BUTTER!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKroZhjMz5FBxbmIKHxUed6UrmEyhTbaIyZ2FC1dj0FSGZ0mLo0O_Hxgc-UoolrsGEA2Ny3mLVs_tUqBaDLSrsUEpvmTGMNsE0jDB_uOncKB8jooM8_sSH-Kyh2lyvMgiAurQ13R-injU/s640/blogger-image--1511212333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKroZhjMz5FBxbmIKHxUed6UrmEyhTbaIyZ2FC1dj0FSGZ0mLo0O_Hxgc-UoolrsGEA2Ny3mLVs_tUqBaDLSrsUEpvmTGMNsE0jDB_uOncKB8jooM8_sSH-Kyh2lyvMgiAurQ13R-injU/s640/blogger-image--1511212333.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02604319754739708271noreply@blogger.com0