Tuesday
We
went on a Pioneer trek as a whole mission. Picture this, 23 carts,
about 8 missionaries to a cart, out in the middle of Wyoming. I was
talking to a girl in the ward about how we were going on a trek, she is
preparing to go on a mission, she asked if all missions go on a
trek...NOPE! Just the greatest missions in the WORLD do! Just
kidding, every mission is the best, but seriously, how awesome is it
that the day before pioneer day I got to go on a trek with tons of other
missionaries. I felt that it was pretty perfect since the same day I
put on my own pioneer get-up to go pull a cart, my family was up in
Nauvoo putting on their gear to go on stage at the Joseph Smith
Pageant.
There was a story that was told to us by the senior missionaries
right before we had to do the womens pull (which by the way is A LOT
harder when your an out of shape sista lol). It was the story of Agnus
Caldwell who came over in the same company of pioneers with Heber C.
Kimball. The children would often walk next to wagons in hopes that the
person driving would offer them a lift since their feet were frozen and
they had already been walking for miles. Agnus didn't give up and she
kept walking next to the wagon that Heber C Kimball was
driving. Finally he asked her, "Sissy, you want a ride?" to which she
replied "yes sir". He took hold of her hand and then motioned for the
horses to go faster. He started to make her run next to the wagon. In
her journal entry she said she felt like she was running next to the
wagon for miles, when he finally pulled her up, he wrapped her in a blanket
and stuck her in the wagon.
Why did he do this? To get her heart rate going so she could be
warm, had he just stuck her in the wagon she would have froze to death.
We
can pray for days, weeks, months, and we may never know why Heavenly Father is making us run. We may never understand why we are having to
bear a burden, or pull our own handcarts of life. We may never know
until our loving Heavenly Father has pulled us up, wrapped us in his
arms, and put us in the wagon. Just like Agnus was kept alive, Heavenly Father keeps us alive, alive in the gospel. As we continue to hold on to
his ever out stretched arm our testimony's, our spirits, our families
will be made stronger.
Thursday
During our district meeting we had to do role
plays. I ended up not having a partner, i looked to my district leader
and asked what i was suppose to do now. to which he replied.."you can
role play with president eberhardt.." uhhhh...uhhhh...hahaha everyone
had a good laugh over my reaction, if you can only imagine, it was
awesome being able to role play with him though, not to many
missionaries get that oppotunity.
Friday
My eye swelled up and I looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Not even kidding.
We
were able to find a new investigator this week..sometimes i have to
just read his lips because his English isn't very good, so we might
have to end up turning him over to the Spanish sister, but a new
investigator for any missionary is a new investigator for the Lord so
its all good :)
I cant even tell you all how much I loved going on
that trek with all of Gods army. In those 9 and a half miles i feel like
i learned so many different things that are gong to help me as a
missionary. I love you all-
and remember.. don't let go.
Love, Sister Efnor
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