tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87043192256469731272024-03-13T03:34:19.581-07:00And She Went Forth to Teach...Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-31102033633620818232014-05-12T12:39:00.000-07:002014-05-12T12:39:30.557-07:00Rainy Day!May 12, 2014<br />
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Happy
Mother's day! It was sure nice to talk to my mommy, dad, and my
siblings even though we spent most of our time just making faces back
and forth. I was super lucky that Emilia was willing to let us use her
computer and that she was also able to arrange a time for a Skype
session. It was a little funny that mom didn't recognize my voice at
first. I could take that as a complement that I now have a Spanish
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Quick
story: Saturday morning was a little cloudy in the morning so we took
raincoats and umbrellas. It did rain on our way to the activity in the
morning for the Relief Society, but as the day progressed it cleared up.
We ended up back home for just long enough to drop off our rain gear
after the activity never expecting that more rain would be on it's way.
Tricky Mass. weather. We took a bus to Watham and just before we stepped
off the bus it began to sprinkle. There is no harm in a little water so
we merrily went on our way. But then it started lightning and a down
pour. Helpless without our rain gear we hurriedly made our way to a
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The
member laughed when he opened the door and welcomed us in. We could
wring the water from our clothes and I felt bad walking into their home.
They were all laughing and told us that they had heard some "greengas"
screaming and running down the street, but didn't know it would be us.
Let me just say, that the screams were not ours', but a couple of boys
on bikes. The family went to find us a towel, but came back with only a
hand towel for us both to share. It didn't dry us very much, but we were
grateful. As you can see in the pictures we were still soaked to the
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We
sure learned a lot that evening, but what can you learn from two
soaking wet sister missionaries? There is a lot to be learned about
preparedness and prejudging. But I want to share an insight in a
different way. Some times in life we already have what we need. In this
case, we had umbrellas and raincoats that would have protected us. We
had prepared that morning for what was to come. In life, we are taught
by mothers, fathers, leaders and teachers things that we are going to
need for the rest of our lives. We take it into account but we sometimes
decided to pick and choose when we want to live what we learn. We are
not 100% obedient. Sometimes we feel like it what we learned and know
doesn't apply to us in the particular situation or that we have grown
out of our beliefs. Or we just choose not to listen and obey. In our
case, we thought that we were in the clear. We thought that it wasn't
going to rain anymore. We start to think that we know what is best. In
these situations, we also seem to forget to ask the one who actually
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No
matter what the situation God, or Heavenly Father always knows the
best. Sometimes we look at where we are in our life and it looks like
smooth sailing. There are no clouds in the sky and the sun is shining.
It is during these times, that we might let our guard down or we think
that we don't need what we have been taught. Things seem to be fine,
even though some clouds come, but we either don't notice or try to not
pay attention. Then to our surprise we get caught in a storm. We fall
down. We are caught without protection or guidance. We wander not
knowing what to do or where to go. We might look in many different
places to find that comfort and reassurance that someone cares.
Sometimes we turn to things or people that cannot help us and actually
make us feel worse. We might have found a temporary refuge of a tree
only to find that the rain started to knock pollen on us and our
situation got worse.</div>
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No
matter how hard or strong the storm is it will not last forever. We
will eventually find a place of refuge from the storm. We are protected
from further damage of the storm, but we might find that it isn't what
we expected. We were given only a hand towel to share. We may feel like
we aren't getting the pity or resources that we deserve. We might ask,
"why don't you understand that I already knew what I needed to do. I
just slipped up and made a mistake?" We still felt wet and
uncomfortable. We will continue to feel this way until we turn to the
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Just
as sure as disobedience (both sin of commission, or knowingly sin, and
omission or sinning without fully knowing) brings discomfort,
loneliness and guilt, the light of Christ can bring warmth and comfort
to us in these times. No matter how lost and forgotten, how
uncomfortable and cold, Christ is there and He will help us if we let
him. He has already paid the price for our sins. He can take away all of
those feelings of sadness and guilt if we will just give them to Him.
If we just repent and desire to change, trusting that through Him and by
Him we can be changed and then doing our best to not repeat the sin.
Then our lives will once again be filled with His light. Once again we
will feel of God's love and we will have a desire to do what ever it is
that God asks of us. We can not only become warm and dry, but we can
become clean and pure. Better than we ever were before. </div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-64731542570621884292014-05-12T12:11:00.000-07:002014-05-12T12:11:02.582-07:00Why Missionaries Need FaithMay 5, 2014<br />
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So much is happening in the Cambridge 3rd branch!! There is no doubt that I am going to finish this with a sprint!<br />
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Saturday
evening Patricia got baptized and she was confirmed yesterday as a new
member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She was just
beaming all day yesterday. We went over to the Young women's president's
house yesterday to discuss how we are going to get the young women more
involved in the lessons. It is going to be so much fun!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Sad news, <span class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: yellow;">Hermana</span> Garcia is going to be leaving... She is getting transferred to Providence Rhode Island. I will be getting <span class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: yellow;">Hermana</span> <span class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: yellow;">Loudie</span> Wednesday evening.<br />
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This
week was a week of faith. I have been thinking a lot about the people
we are teaching and more about what they need. I feel like sometimes I
know exactly what they need, but don't know how to help them find out
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The
other day, I was studying in Alma about the Atonement and felt the need
to look up the story about the father who took his son to Jesus to be
healed (Mark 9) along with the commentary given by Elder <span class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: yellow;">Talmage</span>
in Jesus the Christ. I realized that I feel like sometimes I am the
father bringing the people I teach to the Savior. I don't always know
what they need nor how to help them, but I do know who can help them.
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He
brought up a very interesting idea that the boy could not exercise his
own faith because of the devil that was in him. Sometimes the people we
are teaching don't know how to exercise their faith. In verse 22, it
says that the father pleads with Jesus <span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210017" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">"but </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210018" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">if </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210019" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">thou </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210020" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">canst </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210021" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">do </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210022" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">any </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210023" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">thing, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210024" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">have </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210026" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/nt/mark/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote17" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">compassion</a> </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210027" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">on </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210028" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">us, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210029" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">and </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210030" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">help </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk210031" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">us." </span></div>
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mentions that when he says "us" he is showing that he has taken the
case of his son and made it his own. His son's problems became the
father's problems. That is how I feel sometimes. I worry about the
things that the people I teach worry about. I take these problems to the
Lord, fast and pray. I have received promptings and answers that I know
are not my own. And lives are being changed.<br />
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<a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="14" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </a><span class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130000" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">14 </span></span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130001" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">And </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130002" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">again, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130003" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130004" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">angel </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130005" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">said: </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130006" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Behold, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130007" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130008" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Lord </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130009" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">hath </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130010" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">a</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote27" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130011" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">heard</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130012" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> the </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130013" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">prayers </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130014" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130015" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">his </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130016" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">people, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130017" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">and </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130018" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">also </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130019" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130020" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">b</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote28" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130021" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">prayers</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130022" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130023" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">his </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130024" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">servant, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130025" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Alma,</span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130026" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">who </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130027" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">is </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130028" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">thy </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130029" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">father; </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130030" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">for </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130031" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">he </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130032" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">has </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130033" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">c</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote29" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130034" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">prayed</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130035" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> with </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130036" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">much </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130037" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">faith </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130038" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">concerning </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130039" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">thee </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130040" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">that </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130041" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">thou </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130042" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">mightest </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130043" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">be </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130044" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">brought </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130045" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">to </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130046" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130047" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">d</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote30" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130048" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">knowledge</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130049" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130050" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130051" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">truth;</span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130052" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">therefore, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130053" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">for </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130054" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">this </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130055" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">purpose </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130056" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">have </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130057" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130058" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">come </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130059" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">to </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130060" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">e</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote31" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130061" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">convince</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130062" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> thee </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130063" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130064" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130065" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">power </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130066" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">and </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130067" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">authority </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130068" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130069" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">God, </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130070" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">that </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130071" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">the </span><sup class="yiv5409003292" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130072" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">f</span></sup><a class="yiv5409003292" href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/27?lang=eng#" id="yiv5409003292footnote32" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130073" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">prayers</span></a><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130074" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> of </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130075" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">his </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130076" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; 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line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">according </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130081" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">to </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130082" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">their </span><span class="yiv5409003292" id="yiv5409003292chunk130083" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">faith.</span><br />
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I
know that Heavenly Father has heard our prayers (both the missionaries
and those learning). I know that He loves his children and He sends
people to answer our prayers. How wonderful a blessing it is to be able
to act on faith and take others to the Savior. I know that each of us
can faithfully pray to know who may be lacking faith or is struggling
and how we might be able to help them with our faith.<br />
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I
challenge each of you that when you wake up in the morning to ask
Heavenly Father who you might be able to help and how you can do it.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went on a tour last week. There is SO MUCH HISTORY HERE! I really
liked this place. The whole thing was a play and we were involved... I
got to throw some tea off the boat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stopped in the Bruin's Pro Shop. Didn't find much but had a few good pics</td></tr>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-21890702780937010272014-04-29T12:18:00.001-07:002014-04-29T12:18:51.439-07:00Sprinting!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Patricia, her mom, Sis Garcia, Karee, and 2 other sister missionaries</td></tr>
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April 28, 2014<br />
Last night we had a meeting called a charge meeting. I definitely feel
"charged" in more ways than one. I am ready to Sprint. Heavenly Father
really is hastening His work, but He is waiting for us to do the work so
that He can hasten the work in us.<br />
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Throughout my mission I have tried to Sprint, but I feel like I was helplessly flailing my arms as my legs wildly <span class="yiv4330127060" style="background-color: yellow;">criss</span>-crossed.
I feel like a lot of the time I was trying, but didn't quite know how
to run. I was given challenges of training, opening areas, learning
cultures, overcoming fears and trying a new language. One thing I have
learned is Heavenly Father truly does qualify whom He calls. The truth
is that we are each here now because Heavenly Father choose us to be
here now. I alone would never be able to do what is asked of me to do,
but Christ makes the difference and some how He is able to work through
me to get things done.</div>
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I
have worried about receiving revelation as to where to go and when. But
looking back, there have been so many instances that I have been guided
by the Spirit. I have gone through a series of these instances this
past week. Starting on Friday of last week. We had just finished weekly
planning and didn't have anything planned. I had the idea to go look for
a few former investigators. We went and had no success with the first.
After we arrived at the address of the second we found that we had been
given an address but no apartment number. I for some reason felt like
knocking on doors... an urgency to find her. So I told Sister Garcia
that we were going to knock on doors until we found her. The first door
was slightly depressing. We didn't get anywhere. There are four doors on
every floor and three floors. Instead of knocking on another door on
the first floor I felt like we should go upstairs. When we knocked we
were surprised to find a woman who knew us (I think I told this story
last week don't worry there is more!)</div>
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She
asked us for a Bible and we happened to have one in our apartment. I
marked Proverbs 31:10, which talks about the worth of a virtuous woman.
When she read the verse she laughed and then said "well that's you two."
Then we moved on to another topic. But she came back and asked why I
had chosen the passage. I opened my mouth and words came out. Out of the
mouth that has been struggling to speak Spanish. Words that were not my
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee, Emilia, and Sis Garcia</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee and Emilia</td></tr>
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To
make the story a little quicker, she went to church and the lessons
were written specifically for her. She wants this in her life. She feels
the power of the message. And so do I.</div>
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Not only is He guiding my
steps, or giving me the words to say, but He is also giving me a glimpse
of how He sees His children. He loves them!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Camela is a cute little girl in our branch. I have wanted to get a
picture with her for a while. She is just the cutest! Every time she
sees me she casually says "hey Brown". I finally got a picture with her.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Boston Park</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little car.... I was super excited to see this car and HAD to get a picture with it... remember Mr. Beans?!?!?!</td></tr>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-73007927780723284072014-04-29T11:48:00.000-07:002015-01-27T20:35:54.598-08:00The 3rd of May!April 22, 2014<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">May 3rd is the date Patricia chose to be baptized!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee and Sis Garcia </td></tr>
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Can you believe the weather here? It snowed and was <span style="background-color: yellow;">freezing cold</span> and not even a week later it was perfect temperatures. I even got a little bit of a sunburn.<br />
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So exciting news! Patricia
wants to get baptized!! We had been working with Patricia almost as
long as we have been here. Starting of course with the inspiration to
bake chocolate chip cookies with her. Since then she has really made
progress and changed her attitude about a lot of things. She now spends
more time downstairs with her mom and siblings. She is happier and
smiles! She was talking with Sister Benitez one day and told her that
she wanted to get baptized but didn't know what she needed to do. Sister
Benitez said that she should talk to us... so she did! She choose the
3rd of May! (3 just happens to be my favorite number!) Since then she
has been to church, met the branch president, started her personal
progress (it just so happens that personal progress lines up well with
the lessons), and met a few of the members.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee and Patricia</td></tr>
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One
day we were looking for someone that had previously visited the church
and had even met with the missionaries. The record said that the woman
had given them her address, but not the apartment number. We were
determined to find her. So we started by knocking on a random door. No
luck and the woman who answered was not interested, but suggested we
knock on her neighbor's door. We went up the stairs and knocked on the
first door. The woman who answered the door was a little surprised at
first, but smiled and said, "sisters!" We weren't sure if she was a
less-active member or had just had contact with missionaries before. We
soon found that it was the latter. She is currently going through a hard
time because her mom just passed away not too long ago. She invited us
to come back to teach her son a lesson about the Savior. We weren't able
to find the original woman that we were looking for, but Heavenly
Father put someone in our way.</div>
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Easter Sunday just so happened to be stake conference. There were lovely musical preformances!</div>
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was a sense of excitement in Boston, as people from around the world
gathered to show their support to the 37,000 (maybe more) runners. There
were a few people that said that they were too afraid to go back to the
finish line, but there were much more that were wanting to show their
support. It was so much fun!<br />
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these runners can last over 26 miles. I can't wait to do it!</td></tr>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-55183788753766970462014-04-16T13:28:00.000-07:002014-04-16T13:28:14.995-07:00My Heart is in Boston!April 14, 2014<br />
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morning when we were driving beside the Charles river I looked across
to see Boston. I love that the people here are so active. There are
always people running along the river and people rowing in the river. I
started to sketch out the skyline and forgot to take a picture to share.
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Something
amazing is happening here. We have been getting referrals from the
members! This really hasn't ever happened on my mission. So this past
week we have gotten at least three referrals and have had contact with
previous investigators. Four of them are named Maria. One the member got
in contact with her by mistake over the phone. She went back to Peru
because her son's burn treatment was over, but we had a good lesson with
her. The other Maria didn't seem quite as interested but agreed to meet
with us. Then there is Maria the previous investigator. We went through
our phone calling all the numbers that we didn't know and got a hold of
her. She is a sweet woman from El Salvador. We ended up going back to
her house to teach a cute Easter lesson to her six year old son. She
really loves Jesus and is excited for all the activities that the church
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Also,
our branch hosted an international dinner where there were loads of
members, less-active, non-members and investigators all celebrating the
cultures of their native lands. One really extra ordinary story was of a
semi-active woman who we have been working with, who met a man on the
street that day who is from her country. He was excited to meet her and
she invited him to come with her. He came! She also brought two
less-actives with three non-members. I was able to get their phone
numbers as well as talk to them about what we do as missionaries, a
little about our church, and their religious beliefs. The member was
very excited and kept whispering to me that the field is white. We are
going to have work to do with these members to help them with what is
next and we have a bunch of potentials that are really interested.
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Mexican- Sister Garcia with the Lopez family</td></tr>
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Dominican
dolls- they do not have faces because the people of the Dominican
Republic are all so diverse that they normally don't give the decorative
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-50261588483207827722014-04-15T14:25:00.000-07:002014-04-15T14:25:09.098-07:00Fun P-Day in BostonApri<b>l<span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span></b> 7, 2014<br />
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past two days we listened to the prophet and other leaders of the
church in the General Conference. They have given us council of how we
can better live the Gospel of Jesus Christ. </div>
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Here are a few things that really stuck out to me during the conference.</div>
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* Be patient, submissive and valiant... it will come</div>
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* Faith is manifested in many ways, seek for more ways to exercise your faith</div>
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*The Atonement of Jesus Christ is real. He knows us and we just have to trust Him.</div>
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Heavenly
Father has entrusted us with so much. Within our families, communities
and church callings. There is so much that we can do and so many people
that we can help. He sends us prophets not only in the times of the
Bible, but also now, so that we can know how to best lead and serve
those around us. Looking out at the city of Boston and thinking about
the responsibility that I have to teach others is intimidating some
times, but I know that Heavenly Father is preparing people and that
angels are around me lifting me up. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">little Daniella in Karee's coat</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daniella watching conference with her marshmellows playing conference bingo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee and Sis Garcia at the harbor</td></tr>
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<br />Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-81209274599817253872014-04-14T20:45:00.000-07:002014-04-14T20:45:10.507-07:00Sharing the Gospel Blesses LivesMarch 31, 2014<br />
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If there is anything I have learned it is that sharing the Gospel blesses lives.</div>
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It
is so amazing how Heavenly Father blesses us sometimes. There is a
sister who is a widow of a stake president in Santa Domingo. She doesn't
have a car so she often asks for a ride to church. A week or so ago,
Sister Garcia and I went to her house early Sunday morning to ride to
church with her on the train. I have often heard of missionaries going
to pick up their investigators or less active members for church and
never thought I would be able to do it. That day I felt like a
missionary. This Sunday she did not come to church because it was
raining but she called us and asked us to come to her house after
church. We decided to stop by on the way to an appointment. While we
were there I had a strong impression that I should ask her to come out
with us to the appointments. So I did. She was so excited to come. We
were going to teach an eight year old who speaks mostly English, and she
only speaks Spanish, but she didn't care. The lesson went well, but she
wasn't able to participate as much as I would have hoped. But it became
clear why she had come when we stopped by a less active family after.
She was straight forward with them and told them that she missed them.
She told them that there are two empty chairs waiting for them at
church, (which I thought was funny because she doesn't always go). Then
she bore pure testimony about how we need to be ready because we don't
know when we are going to leave this life. It all tied together really
nicely. Then she went on to bare testimony about her baptismal
covenants. At this point the lass active sister was crying. What our
lovely sister didn't know was that the less active brother has an
addiction that he is struggling with. Her testimony included a story
about how she had been addicted to pills after the death of her brother.
She had to have them with her all the time because she had such bad
anxiety. She said that when she was baptized she didn't expect to stop
taking the pills, but that is just happened. Such a wonderful testimony
that the Gospel truly changes us. On the car ride home I couldn't help
but ask the sister how she felt. She said she couldn't be happier. She
committed to come out with us whenever we need her. I know that this
experience not only helped the less active family who is struggling, but
it also helped her. This experience as well as the many other
experiences such as when the young women's president went out with us on
splits with one of her laurels because she knew that missionary work
can solve any problem that you have. She noted afterwards that even
though they weren't together physically, they were both working together
to do the work of the Lord and He blessed them for that. Sharing the
Gospel really does change lives.</div>
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Love always,</div>
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Sister K. Brown<br />
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-66049622365387668562014-04-14T16:24:00.000-07:002014-04-14T16:24:16.891-07:00Who is Martica?March 26, 2014<br />
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Martica is the proud mother of Ashley, Julio and Yofrangi. They moved
here a little over a year ago from the Dominican Republic. They were
introduced to the church by their family who are members in the Boston
area. Hermana Hildenbrand took me to see Martica and her family in the
first few weeks of my mission. I remember the first lesson that we had
with her. Hermana Hildenbrand was talking and then Martica would talk...
and I didn't want to say anything. I could understand most of what I
was hearing until one of them asked me a question.. At that point I
would forget all that I knew about Spanish and would just smile. I
remember listening to Hermana Hildenbrand lead up to the baptismal
invitation and then she turned to me. I asked Martica if she would want
to be baptized and she said yes. Later I asked her again and she wasn't
sure. She needed her time and she needed to know for herself the
truthfulness of the restored gospel.<br />
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The day after my
birthday, October 27, Martica was baptized. Now she and her family are
enjoying the blessings that come from being a member of the Church. She
has her own apartment and a job. Her children are adjusting to living
here and are learning English!</div>
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It
was so good to see them all together enjoying a family home evening.We
talked about families and why they are important and ordained of God.
There is something different about them. There is hope, there is peace
and there is confidence that comes when one puts their trust fully in
the Savior. Life isn't easier for them, they still have their struggles,
but they are happy with where they are because they know that something
better will come and that their faith can sustain them until it does
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Good news, I will be staying in Cambridge for another 6 weeks, I am not
getting transferred. Which is such good news because this area is really
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have been given the opportunity to go back to Boston. We were able to
have a family home evening with a wonderful family and then a day full
of visits. That area has really grown since I was there. It felt like I
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Saturday we
went to visit the Gomez family. We have been wanting to take their
daughter out with us for some time now and we finally decided that the
best way to get a hold of her would be to simply catch her at her house.
It took a little while to get her ready to go. She had some seminary
homework to do and had to finish getting ready for the day, but she was
more that happy to go out with us. We decided to go visit some less
active young women. At first the visit was a little awkward. The two
girls were not very excited to see us, but told us that they were
planning on coming to church the next day. It really helped to have
Jennifer with us. She was open with the girls and helped them to realize
that they really need to come to church. You don't know how happy I was
to see those girls at church the next day. We met with their grandma
just Monday and she started to tell us how happy she was and how much it
meant to her that we would try to help her grandchildren. </div>
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We
have been visiting with Graciela, a recent convert, pretty consistently
through out the week since we have gotten to the area. Her daughter
Patricia is not a member of the church yet and we have been trying to
think of ways to help her. She was the one that we made cookies with.I
think that the faithful prayers of her mother have been answered and
that her heart has been softened. Monday we went over to the house to
watch the Testaments with the family. At first she was not in the room
with us, but I kept praying that she would come. Not too far into the
movie she came! She had a few questions about when and where they were
but she was really excited to see Jesus come to the American continent.
She left the room at one point to finish her homework but told us to
tell her when Jesus was resurrected. A few minutes later she came
running back in. After the movie she was full of questions about what we
believe. We gave her a few reading assignments and then she asked,
"when will I see you again?" I could not believe it! We went back the
next day and she came to us with what she had read. She has really
opened up to us and is interested about learning more.</div>
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We
have found a few less active families that are really wanting to come
back and have a few non-members that they want to start working with. It
is crazy how much work we have to do. Heavenly Father is blessing the
people of this area.</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-37425962310260169102014-04-14T13:48:00.001-07:002014-04-14T13:50:22.129-07:00Learning How to Dance and Cook <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We had family home evening at the home of a recent convert. We were
trying to show them how to have family night. It was short and sweet
ending with some delicious brownies :) Something that the Packards do is
have a talent portion. So I decided to let this family start that
tradition and we invited Daniella the 7 year old to show us a dance. She
ended up picking a whole album to dance to so we tried to mix it up by
having her teach us. Daniella was teaching me how to dance :)<br />
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We have a potential from a part-member family that we want to start
teaching, but we feel like we need to get a relationship with her first.
She likes to bake so we made an appointment to make cookies with her.
Daniella of course wanted to help and found herself playing a little
more than baking. It reminded me of home when we make all that Christmas
candy and sweets together.<br />
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We were able to go to the temple on Wednesday to walk around outside
after Return and report (for the trainers and the trainees)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sister Jimenez is our Relief Society President. We were just at her
house last night interviewing her to get a better idea of how we can
help her with the sisters in the branch. This lady never stops. She
made sure we had some food... even though we had just come from a dinner
appointment, and then later showed us how she makes juice. Basically
she just puts any kind of vegetable and fruit through her juicer and
then mixes it together. She says that it is what keeps her going. I was
feeling really tired before... I actually almost fell asleep when her
daughter started to play with my hair, but I drank some of that and was
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-68755550762718603202014-04-06T20:45:00.000-07:002014-04-06T20:45:48.592-07:00Now We Know I Can't Play the Organ!March 10, 2014<br />
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Elder Rivera still has a weak/sensitive ankle from the soccer accident a
couple of weeks ago. We found some crutches in our house (honestly you
can find anything in these apartments! and we let him use them. They
both ended up using them... It was pretty funny<br />
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I was finally companions with Sister Gomez!!! I love her so much! She is
from Argentina and was called to serve here in Portuguese (the first
one actually!) She found me in he MTC and we have been friends since.
This woman is amazing!<br />
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So we went on exchanges so
that her companion Sister Mello could go to the temple to do baptisms
with one of her converts. We did some service with the Portuguese branch
and then we went to an appointment that we had. The woman that we went
to go see has been going through some really hard times. The plan was to
talk to her about some of the missionary experiences that she has had
lately. She had one that she shared but then told us that the friend is
no longer interested because of the problems that the member is
currently having in her marriage. Which made things a little awkward for
me. But Sister Gomez just took it and ran with it. She shared a few
scriptures and then something cool happened. I saw her, this woman,
differently. I started to cry because it hurt me that she was hurting. I
didn't have much to say when she asked me why I was sad. I just bore a
simple testimony that I knew that Heavenly Father loves her, that Jesus
knows what she is going through and that she has so much potential. This
sister didn't come to church on Sunday and I was really concerned about
her. We called to see if she would come out with us (thinking that she
just needed to get out of the house). We ended up stopping by to sing a
few hymns for her. She is a really strong woman and she is going to make
it through. It is really hard to watch but at the same time I just feel
so much love for her.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sister Garcia and I both agree that there is never a dull moment in the
car with these two elders. They are so much fun. Elder Rivera is always
coming up with some fun . get to know you game. They have also started
to look for opportunities to hand out pass along cards to cars at stop
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Every other Monday night, the branch has a Branch family home evening.
This Monday was one of those nights and we had a wonderful lesson about
families. Then we played one of my favorite group games, "Do you love
your neighbor?" It was so much fun to see everyone participating. The
catch on being in the middle more than once was that you would have to
do the duck dance.... I unfortunately found myself in the middle a few
times. But now I know the duck dance. Slightly embarrassing, but fun.<br />
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This week we went
visiting teaching with Sister Baker, the Branch President's wife. We
visited with Berta, who is not actually a member of the church, but she
and her family have been attending the Church for the past 9 years It
was amazing to hear her story of how they just decided to go and then
have been committed to going since. They haven't been baptized because
they want to all get baptized at the same time and they never all seem
to be on the same page at the same time, but they are very active and
love to serve in the church. </div>
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I
will be honest, I am not very good at contacting people on the streets
and on the buses. I can sit and talk with a random stranger, but then
getting their information so we can stay in touch is always hard for me.
I need to be so much better, but this week I did it and I had success.
We were headed home and had just found the right bus. We got on and then
found seats. I choose to sit next to a woman and started up a
conversation with her. We talked about living away from our families.
Raquel, is from the Dominican Republic and actually has a lot of family
here with her, including her children. We had such a lovely conversation
and right before her stop, I was able to get her information. We have
been in touch since that day and hopefully we can find a day that she is
not too busy to meet with us. </div>
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Wednesday
we had some really good plans... but you know what happens. Of course
something happened and the really good plans we had didn't happen. We
ended up stranded on a bus for 45 minutes and then we decided to get off
and catch another bus going a different way...bad idea. The problem was
that the bridge that either bus needed to cross over was partially
closed. We made an activity to teach the Restoration with cups as we
waited in the cold at the bus stop. I am sure the people at the bus stop
thought we were crazy taping pictures to little plastic cups, but at
least we are ready to teach the object lesson. We were supposed to go
teach Pablo with the cups, but we had to cancel because the bus took so
long.</div>
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There
was another disaster yesterday with the organ. I just can't seem to get
it right. It was on a setting that all I would have to do to play the
song is press one key to the rhythm and the song was supposed to play.
We were singing a song that is only in the Spanish Hymnal, so I am not
very familiar with the tune to begin with. But then when I started to
play, reading the notes of the music, I realized that the organ wasn't
actually playing what I was playing. It was playing the tune 100 times
slower than I was. I started hitting the key faster and faster, but the
notes were still way too long. Sister Garcia kept looking back at me
asking what I was doing. The congregation was completely lost. She
stopped them and said that we would start over again. I stopped the song
sped up the tempo and then we started again. I got off beat so they
sang half the song acapella. It was so embarrassing. It was no surprise
they didn't ask me to play the piano in Relief Society. </div>
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We
finally have someone that we are teaching! Yesterday we went over to a
less-active family's house and we taught the restoration to the 8 year
old son, Pablo. We had an illustrated copy of the Book of Mormon and we
read through the Joseph Smith story with him. We talked about prophets
and why we need them. We talked about how God has given us prophets
since the beginning to guide the people. Pablo is super smart and really
excited to start going to church. He was excited to have a Book of
Mormon of his own because, " I don't have any books about this on my
book shelf!" He was so excited to have the book that he said he would
read until page 89 before we come back in a week. We talked to him a
little about what a covenant is and tried to explain that it is a
two-way promise. We decided to make him a deal. We said that we would
bring him cookies if he actually did the reading that he said he would.
Just like any boy he decided to see what else he could get out of our
little deal. He made a list of his "weaknesses" or his favorite things
and asked what he could get if he read more than 89 pages. He is really
cute and we are excited to start working more with him.</div>
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I love you all!<br />
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-10151875130623500462014-04-06T20:21:00.000-07:002014-04-06T20:21:35.222-07:00Learning to Work SmartMarch 3, 2014<br />
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This week has been a bit abnormal. Last Monday when we were playing
soccer, Elder Rivera twisted his ankle pretty bad. So we have had to
make a few adjustments to our schedules to make sure he isn't walking
too much. We also had zone conference on Thursday in North Brookfield,
which through us off a bit (we had to get the car cleaned, plan a day
earlier, and had a whole day without work).<br />
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am not sure I have ever done so much planning and organizing in my
life. It seems as though when you are brand new in an area you have to
really take the time to get organized so that you can work smart, or you
will find that nothing that you do is worth it. So we have been going
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Thursday
at the Zone Conference, there was a Stake President who spoke about
visions or plans for the area. He was so inspired because I have been
praying for the past few days, maybe even weeks, that I could understand
how better to work in the area and better receive inspiration to guide
the area. But what I really needed to be doing is getting the big
picture from the leaders. Mostly I was just grateful that Heavenly
Father had inspired someone in answer to my prayers.</div>
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We
won the prize for the cleanest car... which I am sure had something to
do with our ride through the car wash. We did some work too, vacuumed
the inside and cleaned the tires and rims. </div>
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I think that one of the
things I have learned about being a missionary, is that things hardly
go as planned. That you have to plan and make sure things are set up,
but then expect and welcome delays or interruptions. There is nothing
wrong with them, and they are usually an opportunity to meet someone new
or keep us safe from something that could have happened. This week we
had the opportunity to ride the train and bus systems. One night we took
a bus going the wrong way and didn't find out until we made it to the
end of the line. Then we were stuck in the cold at the station for 30
minutes until the next bus came. That had to be the longest bus ride of
my life. Followed by a long cold walk home. We might have gotten home
late that night. Saturday we got stuck in some heavy traffic and ended
up being almost two hours late to an appointment. The other part of
that of course is making sure the people on the other line are aware and
expecting delays as well.</div>
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was a women's conference yesterday, and Susan Jones gave a great talk
about covenant keeping. It made me think a lot about why covenants are
so important and why we need to remember what we have covenanted. I am
going to be studying the baptismal covenant this week. This morning we
were reading together in Alma 34 about faith and repentance, when we got
to the end verses 40-41 are talking about enduring to the end and
remembering the covenants that we have made. It is really important to
remember the covenants that we have made. Heavenly Father will always
keep His end of the promise and it is up to us to keep ours.</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-26244482964814063342014-04-06T20:06:00.000-07:002014-04-06T20:07:02.097-07:00Starting from ScratchFebruary 25, 2014<br />
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Even though there are elders in our branch and they are super helpful,
we are having to basically start from scratch as far as teaching. They
gave us a huge stack of papers in a binder called an area book.
Basically it is all the records of people that have been taught in the
area (if the missionaries are good at keeping records). We went through
loads of papers to see if we might be able to try to teach those people
and see where they are at. We found a few that we are going to try to
find and get in touch with this coming week. Also in the stack of papers
we found a few media referrals (the person was on church's website and
requested some supplies or wanted to know more). We were able to get in
contact with one of them yesterday! Raquel. We weren't able to talk long
because she already had people over at her house, but we made an
appointment to come back Tuesday.<br />
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The people here are
so nice! The members come from all over the world yet have become
family. This week there were 85 people in our small little branch. We
meet in the upstairs of the Cambridge stake center. I love this chapel
because it is so modern. There is underground parking! I think that it
was the most expensive chapel built in the US... at least that is what I
have been told.<br />
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Friday
we spent most of the day in Somerville, looking for less active
members. It was around eight and we were almost ready to go home, but
there was one more on the list. So we went to the address and found a
parking spot (sometimes it is a really big task) and walked to the
apartment. We found the door and could hear people inside so we knocked.
The problem was that they had the TV up so loud that they couldn't
hear. We knocked and knocked. Finally after the 8th or 9th time a man
answered the door. We asked for Maria, then he looked at us weird. "Oh
why do you want her? She is not a good woman." then he laughed and let
us in. We talked for a little while and he told us that he was so happy
to have us in his house and that it has been a while since they have
seen missionaries. We were so happy when we left because we had finally
found one person! (most of the other people had either moved or weren't
home when we stopped by). We got in the car and then headed home. We
were going to stop by the elder's apartment to drop something off, but
when we tried to call them....we realized that we didn't have the phone
with us. It was late and we really needed to be home, but we can't do
very much without a phone. We searched all over in the car and in our
bags, but nothing. I said a silent prayer that we could find it and get
home safe. We decided to retrace our steps and went back to our parking
spot. There it was! On the ground. Wow was that a blessing! Not only to
find a family, but also to be able to find the phone again. </div>
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That
same Friday evening I thought that it would be a good idea to park the
car and walk to two of the houses. It was a warmer evening and I didn't
know we should be expecting anything. It started to drizzle. Still we
walked. It started to rain. Hmmm... Then out of no where I saw a flash.
Then it started to POUR! Lightning and everything. We were a couple
blocks from the car and hadn't found anyone. When we got back to the car
we were soaked. I felt so bad because it had been my idea. Also,
playing the piano during Sacrament meeting didn't go very well... The
problem is that the congregation wants to lead the music. Which leaves
me to try to keep up or slow down the pace to get to them. It is like a
train wreck! But I just have to smile because when else am I going to be
the pianist trying to follow? Never. I have learned that I have to
smile and enjoy even the hard things or the embarrassing things. I have
to learn to take what comes and enjoy it.</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-72660617210144815772014-04-06T17:54:00.000-07:002014-04-06T17:54:26.632-07:00Cambridge! February 18, 2014<br />
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The Cambridge 3rd Spanish Missionaries. We got to go to the temple on
Monday... which is why we weren't able to write. It was really neat
session and I learned a lot.<br />
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What a week. We are already getting hit with yet another snow storm. Rex
is here and he is dumping snow. I think that it is only supposed to be a
3-8 inches, but I think that it has already snowed a good 4 inches and
it doesn't look like it is going to stop anytime soon. <div id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396810566281_31369">
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This past week has
been super crazy! Last week transfers got pushed up a day because of a
snow storm. So Wednesday was not much of a preparation day, it was
making sure everything was in the car and then a quick meeting with the
Young women's presidency (missionaries getting involved in the ward!),
then it was off to Worcester. Luckily for us we were able to get there
early and we were able to stop by and see a few people before the
meeting. I saw Hailey and Sister Lachmann. It was so good to see them!</div>
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My
new companion is Sister Garcia! She is from Mexico originally, but has
lived in Arizona for most of her life. Which is really good because it
means that she is already fluent in both English and Spanish. Which
means.... I am going to learn a whole lot more Spanish! She has already
taught me so much! I am happy to be back in a Spanish speaking area
serving with other Spanish missionaries. It turns out that the elders
who are in the branch are both native Spanish speaking as well. We have
spent a lot of time with them lately because they have been showing us
how to get around and introducing us to the members and investigators.
Elder Rivera (Mexico) and Elder Catalan (Guatemala) are super nice and
are really excited to be working with sisters. Apparently there are a
bunch of single sisters in the ward so we will have a lot of work to do!</div>
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So
basically this week has been the elders showing us around town. Public
transportation is a lot different this time because I don't have anyone
to show me around to the different stops or know exactly when to get off
the bus/train like I did in Boston. We will be sharing a car with the
elders and using the public transit the rest of the time. We cover a
bunch of cities (6 or 7 I think) one of which is BOSTON! The way that
the boundaries are set up are a little crazy... but I love it!</div>
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Thursday:
It snowed. But we were some how still able to get fed twice. The first
family was from Guatamala, the Morales family. We ate a little ( a lot)
of everything. Then later it was at Sister Benites. Sometimes I forget
that I am in the Spanish program, but then I get fed again... and I
remember. We did some planning/getting to know the area with the elders.</div>
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Friday:
We had a district meeting (we have the best district ever!) The
Cambridge 3rd missionaries and the Lynn missionaries. Sister Miller is
in my District again! We went around East Boston with the elders meeting
people in the ward. We went and taught a referral from a member who
seems to really seem like he might be interested. Then it was off to
dinner at the Arias family. You have to love dinners!</div>
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Saturday:
Winter storm Quintus came.... we got some snow. But not as much wind as
they were telling us we would get. We were able to get out to see a few
families and attend a Relief Society activity in the evening which was
really nice. I am excited to get working with the sisters here on their
visiting teaching. We were able to meet a few sisters at the activity
(the few that braved the storm) along with President Baker and his wife.
The main message of the activity was that we need to be seeking
revelation for the sisters that we visit and then acting on that
revelation. Reaching out and letting the sisters know that you love
them. </div>
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Sunday:
I got a new calling.... Branch pianist! It is a little funny seeing as I
don't really know how to play, but it will be fun and I am excited.
Luckily for me the organ in the chapel, can play itself. So really all I
have to do is find the song, push a few buttons and then look like I am
playing. Oh and make sure the music is playing with the tempo that they
want to sing... I must say it is a little harder than it sounds because
they have their own way of singing the songs sometimes. I am however,
really playing for the Relief Society. This week I was able to get away
with the right hand only, but I am hoping that this coming week I will
have a little time to practice and I will be able to give these women a
little better. I love this branch though! I have never served in a
branch and I am excited. The branch is consisted of pretty much every
Hispanic person in the stake other than Revere and Lynn. They come from
all over and yet they all love each other and want to help each other
grown in the Gospel. Peru, Guatemala, El Salvador, Dominican Republic,
Mexico, Puerto Rico, and more. Then there is me... I can't help but be
grateful for the opportunity to meet them and to serve them. I am lucky!</div>
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Monday:
We were able to go to the temple. Then we went bowling with our
district, and had way too much fun. Then it was over to a member's house
to celebrate Elder Catalan's birthday. Where we played the longest game
of Uno ever. But so much fun!</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-27939235445245944392014-04-06T17:40:00.001-07:002015-01-27T20:38:57.039-08:00Transfer!February 12, 2014<br />
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Saturday morning Sister Brown and I got a call from President Packard,
"Hello, Sisters Brown, I just wanted to know how the area is going...."
We told him about all the exciting things that have been happening in
the area. We told him that we are happy and doing well. "Well I have all
intentions of keeping you together, but we need to take it to the Lord
and let Him decide. We are getting ready to pray about it right now, say
a prayer for me. Have a nice day!" I thought with a call like that I
was for sure safe here. Before we went into our next appointment we said
a prayer and as Sister Brown said that she wanted to stay together, but
that we would do what Heavenly Father wants. Not long after we got
another call from President Packard... "Well... So I need to talk to
Sister K. Brown, can she hear me? Sister Brown, it looks like you are
going to be transferred. You are going to go to an area where there
haven't been Spanish sisters before! And we are going to need you to
train..." I am all over the place with my emotions. I am excited yet
nervous and I have no idea what to think.<br />
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Saying goodbye is all so bitter-sweet. And mom, I still do not like packing...</div>
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Transfers
were supposed to be tomorrow, but there is a bad storm coming in so we
are now going to be leaving today. Luckily for me, I was already packed
because Monday we were moving apartments again. The elders needed to
move back into Clock Tower because we are getting Spanish elders in the
area who will not have a car and they will need to be closer to area. I
am becoming somewhat decent at packing, but my bags are not getting
lighter. </div>
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Here I come Cambridge 3rd ward (Spanish ward!) I will write more on Monday! I love you all!</div>
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Zoe and I<br />
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-80778267705464553592014-04-06T16:51:00.000-07:002014-04-06T16:51:05.840-07:00A Little PinkFebruary 3, 2014<br />
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This Saturday evening we came home to find that someone had left us a
present. A cute banner with a bag full of candy and some flowers. The
members here are so thoughtful! Those flowers sure made my evening and
have really brightened up our room. The members here are working hard to
share their beliefs with others. We sat in on the mission preparation
class, where we heard a bunch of wonderful stories told by the youth of
their experiences sharing the gospel. It is so neat to hear about how
many opportunities these youth have to stand up for their beliefs and be
a beacon of light to the world.<br />
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We are trying to get
a few new ideas for showing the members that we love them and that we
appreciate all that they do. We have plans to go heart attack a few
people... which is going to be so much fun! The idea will be to cut out a
few hearts and write a few scriptures and quotes about love. Rosa,
Sister Fernandez, and probably a couple other people who may not be
expecting it. </div>
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Sunday
we went to the Lopez family home evening which is actually more like a
family reunion every other weekend. One of the granddaughters who has
recently served a mission gave a wonderful lesson about testimonies and
what they should really be. We watched a short clip about how Brigham
Young felt when he heard the simple yet powerful testimony of a man who
felt like he didn't have anything to say. Later at Sister Fernandez's
house, we were reminded once again about testimonies. She was telling us
some funny stories about some the the fast and testimony meetings she
has been in. It was a wonderful reminder that I need to be bearing a
small simple testimony more often. That is the one thing that I am going
to be working on this week. I need to not worry as much about what I am
going to say so that the Spirit truly can lead me.</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-39658443411224391282014-04-06T11:39:00.000-07:002014-04-06T11:39:58.260-07:00The Windows of HeavenJanuary 27, 2014<br />
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Hello everyone, this past week has been absolutely incredible. BUSY! But
there have been so many miracles and so many evidences that Heavenly
Father is guiding the work here.<br />
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I
think last week I said that we started teaching a woman named Rosa.
This week we have been able to see her four times and taught her three
lessons. Monday we stopped by to apologize for stopping by at a time
when she wasn't there on Saturday, she let us in and then we read a
little from the Bible with her. We made sure she understood that
Heavenly Father loves her. We were back on Tuesday to review what she
knows about prophets. We used an analogy with a pencil to show that
prophets are the direct connection with God to guide us when we cannot
see the way. That God speaks to us through His prophets. We were
surprised when her daughter stayed in the room and was actually actively
participating in the lesson. At one point while we were sitting there
teaching two of her older sons walked into the house. We were both
surprised that they stood at the door listening for a while. They
eventually moved into the kitchen but were still listening to us. Then
two more men walked in (one was her son and the other was a friend).
They too stopped and listened and even took a seat to listen to us. We
hadn't planned on teaching as much as we did, but we knew we couldn't
stop because so many people were listening. It was something I have
never experienced. The Spirit was so strong as we told them that the
message that we have to share is the joy and knowledge that God has
again called a prophet to lead His people. We left that house with a
strong Spirit. We committed them to watch the Restoration DVD.<br />
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When we went back on
Thursday, she was really upset about something that had happened. Both
Sister Brown and I were a little unsure about what she was saying.
Probably because she was saying a few words that should never be
repeated. Her daughter was there again and was upset as well. After a
few phone calls, we started teaching a lesson. We started out talking
about how Job had to suffer through a lot of trials (partly because that
is what her Bible was open to and partly because we had no idea why she
was so upset). Then because the Book of Mormon is so important, we
shared the story of Nephi's brothers wanting to kill him. We talked
about how we all have trials and none of us have perfect families yet He
still loves us and knows our problems. We had a few interruptions
during this lesson as well, including a friend coming over. The friend
plopped right down and started listening to our discussion. Once again
it turned into a lesson about prophets and dispensations. After the
lesson the friend told us that she is actually looking for a new church
and wanted to know the address of our church building. </div>
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I am just
amazed by the way that Heavenly Father is putting these people in our
path. There is no other way to describe it other than His hand really is
guiding the work here.</div>
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Like Cristofer, the man that
approached us on the street. We had asked a member to come with us to
visit him, but the member didn't realize that we needed his wife to come
with us as well. So the member went in to teach Cristofer, or at least
tell him about the church. Saturday we took Sister Fernandez (a member
who is recently coming back to the church, and who wants us to start
working with her husband) out with us to go visit with Cristofer. We
didn't have an appointment, but on a snowy Saturday afternoon he didn't
have anything to do. He welcomed us into his house and right away asked
if we were the church that didn't permit eating meat. We reassured him
that we did. He might have been a little drunk, but he sure had some
questions and when we started to talk about the Restoration of the
Church of Jesus Christ, he listened intently.... or so I thought. When I
was done talking he said, "that's amazing." (only in Spanish) and then
went on to explain that he was really surprised that a "gringa" like
myself could speak Spanish so well. He was amazed by that and then went
on to talk about how my companion had to be from Argentina or Italy but
that she could not possibly be American. He even went as far to say that
Sister Fernandez looked more American that Sister Brown. It was very
interesting. The topic of religion came up again and we were able to
tell more about the Restoration and this time he listened. I have no
doubt that he felt the Spirit. He wasn't able to come to church
yesterday, but he will. After the lesson, Sister Fernandez told us that
she can see him being a very strong priesthood leader. I can see it too.
Once he feels the Spirit at church and he learns more about the purpose
of life, he will gain a personal testimony for himself. It is going to
be really neat to watch.</div>
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Another
neat experience was with the Zuniga family. The Nashua elders had told
us about them a few weeks ago, but we had a hard time catching them at a
good time. But this week we were able to have a nice visit with Sister
Zuniga. Saturday morning we were at the church waiting for people to
come for the English class. As we were getting ready to leave, we ran
into Sister Gustafson wo told us that there was going to be a stake
activity for the youth and that we were welcome to come. The only reason
why I felt we could justify attending was if we had a non-member come. I
started thinking about everyone that we know trying to think of a young
woman. We even texted all the young women in the ward to see if they
were coming and if they might be bringing a friend. We thought of
Carrie's daughter, but quickly found out she was working. Then we
thought of the Zuniga girl. She is 15. It was a long shot, especially
with such short notice (one hour), but she agreed to come. We didn't
stay the whole time, partly because we didn't need to. The young women
are amazing and reached out to her and made sure she felt welcomed. She
really enjoyed the activity which was introducing the new year's theme.
She and her family, including her eight year old brother, less-active
mom, non-member step-dad and his friend, were all at church on Sunday.
The friends seemed interested in learning more about the church and
should be coming next week. </div>
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I
know that all of these people have been prepared by God. That they are
ready to hear the Gospel being taught to them in their own language.
What a wonderful time to be here when a Spanish congregation will be
starting. Where they will be able to come and feel the Spirit bare
witness of what we know is true. </div>
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I love you all!</div>
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Always,</div>
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Hermana K. Brown</div>
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Ps.
To update on Carrie, she is doing really well. We had dinner with her
and her daughter this past Friday. I was unsure how her daughter would
react to us being there because of what Carrie has told us about her,
but she was totally fine. She has a few Mormon friends and doesn't seem
to want to know anything about the Church, but she was more than happy
to talk to us. I was really happy when she agreed to come upstairs with
us to help organize Carrie's closet. From what I have heard, they don't
have the best relationship, but I know that the Gospel of Jesus Christ
blesses families. It can fix those rocky relationships and I know it is
doing something in that home.</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-40642454022785495752014-04-06T08:02:00.003-07:002014-04-06T08:02:58.429-07:00Stake ConferenceJanuary 20, 2014<br />
Yesterday was stake conference.<br />
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Our
stake president, President Cooprider, shared with us the focus that the
first presidency wanted to have. It is found in Doctrine and Covenants
90:24.</div>
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During my personal study this morning I decided to take a deeper look into what this verse is all about. Here is what I found.</div>
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There are three things that the Lord is wanting us to do:</div>
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Search diligently,Pray always,and be believing.</div>
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President
Cooprider spoke about how there are a few things that there are a few
ways that we can diligently search. Search in the scriptures:Search to
find personal revelation and to strengthen our own testimonies with
knowledge. Then there was the missionary way to look at is as diligently
search for people to share the Gospel with or people to serve (search
for the lost sheep). </div>
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We
must pray. Seeking the will of the Father. Expressing gratitude to Him
for the things that He has given to us. And talk with Him. He is our
Father.</div>
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The
final thing, be believing. Have faith. Trust in Heavenly Father and in
His power.He also mentioned that we need to have faith that He will work
through us. We need to believe that He can and that He will and that we
are capable of doing things for the Lord.</div>
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Heavenly
Father then gives us a promise, because He loves us and always wants to
bless us. "All things will work together for your good." With the
condition that we keep our covenants. We make covenants in this church.
Promises to God that we are going to do what He asks so that He can
bless us with something more. I find it interesting that with all the
covenants we are only being asked to do what Heavenly Father knows is
what we need so that we will feel comfortable in His presence. Romans 8:
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I came across that passage in
Romans as I cross-referenced. Once again we have the promise that "all
things work together for good". I think about how there are some people
that I know (even some missionaries) that are doing these three things
and remembering the covenants that they made and their life doesn't seem
like it is working out for their good. It looks like it is hard and
that they have trial after trial hitting them. Skip to the end where it
says "according to His purpose." What is God's purpose? In Moses 1:39 we
read that</div>
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<span class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">39 </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;">For behold, this is my </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote109" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">work</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> and my </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">b</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote110" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">glory</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;">—to bring to pass the </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">c</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote111" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">immortality</a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_22776" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> and </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">d</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote112" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">eternal</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">e</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote113" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">life</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> of man.</span><br />
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If
His purpose is to bring about eternal life, then He is looking to
strengthen the weak, He is looking for the lost sheep, and He is looking
to do all the things that we covenant to do. So when we make those
covenants we join in the work. When we are about doing all these things
to help His purpose we find His promise. All things will work together
for your good. If we love God and we are trying to do His work He will
bless us.But why do we still have trials and hardships. To me that
doesn't sound like things are working out for good. Deuteronomy 23:5
might be able to help a little, it says</div>
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;">but the </span><span class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> thy God turned the </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/deut/23?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote4" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">curse</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> into a </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">b</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/deut/23?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote5" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">blessing</a> <span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;">unto thee, because the </span><span class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Lord</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_22782" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> thy God </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">c</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/deut/23?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote6" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #3b4b6d; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">loved</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px;"> thee.</span><br />
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Notice
He doesn't say that the curse is taken away. I am reminded of the Book
of Mormon story about the Nephites who were under captivity. They would
pray to their God for help, for strength. We can find the answer that
was given them in Mosiah 20</div>
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<a class="yiv1033183655" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="14" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </a><span class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">14 </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">And I will also ease the</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote15" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">burdens</a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_22811" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_22790" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">which
are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your
backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may
stand as</span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">b</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote16" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">witnesses</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_22794" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">c</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote17" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">afflictions</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">.</span></div>
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<a class="yiv1033183655" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="15" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </a><span class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">15 </span>And now it came to pass that the burdens which were laid upon Alma and his brethren were made light; yea, the Lord did<sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">a</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote18" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">strengthen</a> them that they could bear up their <sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">b</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote19" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">burdens</a> with ease, and they did submit cheerfully and with <sup class="yiv1033183655" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">c</sup><a class="yiv1033183655" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/24?lang=eng#" id="yiv1033183655footnote20" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16.363636016845703px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">patience</a> to all the will of the Lord.</div>
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Heavenly Father wants to help
us and He will. He doesn't say that He will take away the burdens of
those who do what He says, but that He will help. He will be there to
strengthen us and help us to stand. It is when things get hard that we
tend to remember these three things that were mentioned above. Search
diligently, pray always, and be believing. I know that Heavenly Father
wants to bless us. He wants us to return to live with Him. But He also
knows that we have to learn so that we can be refined and feel
comfortable in His presence. I know that when we put our trust in Him,
all will work out for our good.<br />
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How
wonderful it is that we have a loving Heavenly Father. May you feel of
this love and always strive to live in a way that you can is my prayer.</div>
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Love always, </div>
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Hermana K. Brown</div>
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<br />Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-68155611442000114072014-04-06T07:35:00.000-07:002014-04-06T07:51:18.135-07:00Some Ups and Downs!January 13, 2014<br />
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This has certainly been a week of miracles and I know that it has been because of the prayers of members.<br />
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This
week we officially started teaching two more people, and almost a third
(that is an interesting story) which almost doubles our teaching pool. </div>
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With
Patricia we decided that she needs more structure with scriptures
because she really likes to study. We were able to stay on topic by
sticking to the scriptures. She really liked this and it became more
that she wanted to learn about the doctrine rather than just take care
of us and feed us.</div>
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Rosa,
was a former investigator, who we found on Wednesday and then went back
to teacher her on Friday. She is from Puerto Rico and has seven
children. On Friday we talked to her a little more about how the Gospel
can bless her and her family and then we gave her a Book of Mormon. She
said that she would read it and that she would love to meet with us
again.</div>
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Then
there is Cristofer. We met him a few weeks ago on the street actually.
We had said hello as we were passing by and then he told us to come
over. He gave us his address, but it was wrong. Thursday on a whim we
went to the house that he had been in front of the other night. I just
so happened that the woman knew him and she was able to give us his real
address. We stopped by his real address and set up an appointment. The
only problem was that when we met up with the member on Sunday, he
hadn't brought his wife, so we couldn't go in to teach Cristofer. But
luckily the member is so missionary minded and was more than happy to
enter the house with his son to explain a little about the church and
the Book of Mormon. We still need to follow up with that brother, but if
it went well we will most likely start to teach Cristofer.</div>
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Mom
and dad, I gave some CTR rings to a recent convert, Segrario, and her
daughter, Amy. I was originally planning to only give them to her
daughters but Segrario really has changed since her baptism. She is so
cute and said that she wanted one too. </div>
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Thursday
was a hard day only because we were looking and looking for some former
investigators and didn't have very much success. But I guess we have to
have the hard days so that we can enjoy the good days. </div>
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We
had a mission wide video conference on Tuesday. President Packard
challenged the whole mission to read through the Book of Mormon, 20
minutes a day, marking all the references to Jesus. The reasoning behind
this is that we are doing the work of the Lord and the only way to do
it better is to have His Spirit with us. When we are constantly looking
for the Savior, we will be guided by the Spirit. Sister Brown and I got a
new Libro de Mormon and started marking. It is amazing how many times
Christ is referred to. </div>
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There
have been a few people that have started to feel overwhelmed or
depressed. We decided that the only way to fix this problem is to give
more thanks to God. So we made a couple small gratitude journals with a
few quotes, pictures and little composition books. We have already heard
that it is helping and we have been getting a few quotes in texts from
people. It is like pay it forward. There is really a power that comes
when one is seeking uplifting things and it is too good to keep to
yourself.</div>
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Saturday Sister Brown wasn't feeling too well, but we were able to get a few things done. Don't worry she is feeling better now.</div>
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We
were able to have a few auxiliary interviews (which means we talk to
the presidents of the auxiliaries to see what there goals are and how we
can help them). I am constantly amazed by the leaders and the youth
here. I love it!<br />
We really want to be helping the different auxiliaries in the ward so we
have been asking who we can help and how. I love working with the young
women. Lately we have been texting them uplifting thoughts and quotes
each morning. This was an idea from the Billrica sisters. But we had
originally been texting just one of the girls at a time. This is Tabby,
who is awesome! She was the first one that we started helping and she
got her medallion yesterday. She was SUPER happy. It was so neat to see.
Sister Jarnagin said that she can see that the personal progress
program has helped her so much. Tabby said that it definitely has built a
stronger foundation for her testimony. I just love the personal
progress program!<br />
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This award recognizes you for your worthiness and for completing all the
Personal Progress requirements. As a recipient of the award, you show
that you have established a pattern of progress in your life. You are
prepared to make and keep sacred temple covenants. You are committed to
keeping the commandments, serving others, and developing and sharing
your gifts and talents. You will strive to strengthen the home and
family.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the Young Womanhood medallion. This is Karee's. She added the forget me not flower on the left and she also received her honor bee.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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The Honor Bee charm was historically given to young women who were
willing to do more than was required. To continue your progress, you may
earn an Honor Bee to accompany your Young Womanhood Recognition
medallion. You may earn an Honor Bee charm after completing both of the
following requirements:<br />
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1. Read the Book of Mormon again. A
daily habit of scripture study will strengthen your faith and help you
receive personal inspiration and guidance throughout your life.<br />
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2.Serve others for a total of 40
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sister Murrey and I holding the cute little bowling balls. Apparently
the New Englanders play a different style of bowling. The pins are
skinnier and the balls are smaller. The lanes seemed to be more
slippery. There were a few times when one or two of us fell on the lane.
I wan't able to get a picture but Sister Harris did. </td></tr>
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Lately it has been really foggy. I am pretty sure that it is because
when it rains on the snow, the dew point is lowered and clouds start to
form closer to the ground. FOG. I am getting all meteorologist now.(Thanks to my high school meteorologist teacher, Mr. Snyder) I
think that it looks really neat, even in the graveyards. Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-10446027308885530292014-04-06T06:54:00.001-07:002014-04-06T06:54:36.472-07:00Super Cold!January 6, 2014<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: white;">(mom note: couldn't get the picture to be upright)<span style="color: black;">Text from the mission president's wife</span></span></span></td></tr>
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It got SUPER COLD! Last week on Wednesday we got a text telling us that a
big snow storm was coming and that the next day, Thursday, we were to
stay inside. It was supposed to be transfers the next day, but President
Packard is a inspired man and he was able to get everyone where they
needed to be in time. Amazing! We also had a mission wide conference
over the phone while everyone was stuck inside. It was really neat to
hear all the missionaries calling in and saying their names. Sometimes I
forget that there are so many missionaries serving in this mission, let
alone the world as a whole.<br />
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Friday we were stuck
inside for only half of the day. We were able to have a really good
(semi-short) lesson with Carrie. We had been texting her and asked if
she would be available to meet with us if we got permission to leave.
She agreed and then almost backed out. We were able to get Zoe to agree
to come with us. Mostly Carrie needed to vent a little. She went to a
family home evening at the Parker's house (which was really good!).
Sister Parker has been really good for her, and actually invited her to
learn more about the church. During our lesson we talked about prayer
and how much Heavenly Father wants to hear from us and how He will
answer our prayers we just need to be willing to pause and listen. Zoe
bore a strong testimony of a time when she was praying for comfort and
didn't really feel like she received it until she was willing to change
and allow the power of the Atonement in. At the end of the lesson Carrie
agreed to pray. Her prayer was beautiful. She expressed her gratitude
and her desires and a few concerns that she had. We were so lucky that
Zoe was able to come, I know that it made all the difference in how that
lesson turned out.<br />
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Sunday
we had a church marathon, went to both the Nashua and Merrimack wards.
Raquel came and so did her son, Daniel. I was so excited! He loved
nursery. It was a long day, but it was good. </div>
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I
was reminded this week of what it means to truly forget myself and give
it all to the people here. One of our goals is to be in the homes of
all the Spanish speaking members in the ward at least once a week.
Yesterday, we were at a member's house who hasn't been to church in a
few months. We were trying to get her to commit to coming to church. We
can see how important it is for her to come to church so that she can
renew her covenants, but we can't just force her to do anything. She
mentioned that she had given up a lot to come here for her children.
When she mentioned that she had left her job and her salon, I knew
exactly what I had to do. I don't really like to get my hair cut and
have only let Kamber cut it for the past few years, but after fighting
with it for a few minutes I finally asked. "Do you like to cut hair?
Would you cut my hair?" Hair is a little thing and it grows back, but
this small thing meant a lot to this sister. She immediately brightened
up ran to my side to run her hands through my hair. When I give all that
I have, including the small desires that I have, Heavenly Father will
be able to better use me to help the people here. I don't have a long
time as a missionary, so with the time that I have, I will give it my
all.</div>
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Love you all!</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-10820358341773749442014-04-06T06:40:00.000-07:002014-04-06T11:40:57.081-07:00Come What May and Love It!January 6, 2014<br />
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There
is a whiteboard hanging outside one of the doors in our apartment
complex that I pass at least twice a day when we go to exercise. The
sign reads, "may 2014 bring you all that 2013 did not." While this
phrase might be a wish for the better as the new year begins, I find
that it bothers me a little. To me it says, that we deserve things, and
also a " I want it and I want it now" mentality.<br />
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I am reminded of a
general conference talk given by Elder Joseph Worthlin. Because he said
it so well, better than I ever could, I will quote quite a bit from his
talk to help express my understanding.<br />
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"When I was young I loved playing sports, and I have many fond memories
of those days. But not all of them are pleasant. I remember one day
after my football team lost a tough game, I came home feeling
discouraged. My mother was there. She listened to my sad story. She
taught her children to trust in themselves and each other, not blame
others for their misfortunes, and give their best effort in everything
they attempted.</div>
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When we fell down, she expected us to pick ourselves up and get going
again. So the advice my mother gave to me then wasn’t altogether
unexpected. It has stayed with me all my life.</div>
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“Joseph,” she said, “come what may, and love it.”</div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9320" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I
think she may have meant that every life has peaks and shadows and
times when it seems that the birds don’t sing and bells don’t ring. Yet
in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to
have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser,
and happier as a result."</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9323" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I
love the advise. We all have low points in our lives, we all have
discouragements and yet this applies to all of us. He continues,</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9326" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"How
can we love days that are filled with sorrow? We can’t—at least not in
the moment. I don’t think my mother was suggesting that we suppress
discouragement or deny the reality of pain. I don’t think she was
suggesting that we smother unpleasant truths beneath a cloak of
pretended happiness. But I do believe that the way we react to adversity
can be a major factor in how happy and successful we can be in life.</span></div>
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If we approach adversities wisely, our hardest times can be times of
greatest growth, which in turn can lead toward times of greatest
happiness."</div>
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He then goes on to give us four simple things that we can try to do daily.</div>
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1.Learn to laugh</div>
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2.Seek for the eternal - There are things everyday that stretch us to
our limits, the ones that make us feel like our life is going to end or
that all hope is lost. <span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"Learning to endure times of disappointment, suffering, and sorrow is part of our on-the-</span><a class="yiv6769875278" href="http://deseretindustries.lds.org/training?lang=eng" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: none!important; color: #2f393a; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none!important; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">job training</a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9338" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">.
These experiences, while often difficult to bear at the time, are
precisely the kinds of experiences that stretch our understanding, build
our character, and increase our compassion for others.</span></div>
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Because <a class="yiv6769875278" href="http://mormon.org/jesus-christ" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: none!important; color: #2f393a; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none!important; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Jesus Christ</a> suffered
greatly, He understands our suffering. He understands our grief. We
experience hard things so that we too may have increased compassion and
understanding for others."</div>
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3.The principle of compensation, "<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9344" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">That
which is taken away from those who love the Lord will be added unto
them in His own way. While it may not come at the time we desire, the
faithful will know that every tear today will eventually be returned a
hundredfold with tears of rejoicing and </span><a class="yiv6769875278" href="http://lds.org/topic/gratitude/" rel="nofollow" style="border: none!important; color: #2f393a; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none!important; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">gratitude</a><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">."</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1396789272970_9346" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And
lastly, learn to trust in the Father and His Son, Jesus Christ. Prayer
and faith are key. Some of the answers to our prayers come later than we
expect or feel like we need, but they always come. It is just a matter
of accepting Heavenly Father's will and His timing. He is a perfect God
and knows exactly what we need, He wants to give it to us, but He knows
when will be best time for our needs. </span></div>
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How wonderful it is that we have a Heavenly Father to watch over us and
answer our prayers. He desires our happiness. He loves us. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karee and Sis Brown(her companion) playing ultimate ping pong(love the nylongs under the shorts and the shoes!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On Thursday when we were stuck inside we wore shorts and t-shirts all
day, but we had to make a run out to the car and then another run up to
the mailbox upstairs, so we just put a skirt and sweaters over our
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I cut Sister Brown's hair all off! Only kidding. She was wearing this
hat and I saw this wig thing sticking out of the trash can so we
couldn't help but take a funny picture.<br />
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poem Karee wrote one day! Funny!<br />
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I am in everything sweet.<br />
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Yes, everything you eat.</div>
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I am charming and smooth</div>
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The more of me the better I sooth.</div>
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I am in grandma's cooking,</div>
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That's why gramps is so good looking.</div>
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Have you ever wondered where I come from?</div>
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Or how I can add pounds and inches to your bum?</div>
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I am the butter you see.</div>
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Everything revolves around me.</div>
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Eat it you'll love it</div>
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I will be there to fluff it.</div>
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Some will spray, others will smack,</div>
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But all will have a heart attack.</div>
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Karee Brown</div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-52851386329415875572014-04-06T06:23:00.000-07:002014-04-06T06:23:54.031-07:002013 Flew ByJanuary 1, 2014<br />
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It seems like the year 2013 decided to fly by. With the new year linger
in in the near future, now it's here, I have been pondering the concept
of why we celebrate New Years. There are the parties, the family time,
and the excitement behind a new year. It is a time to get rid old and in
with the new. I think what always seems to come with the New Year is
resolutions. Goals that we set as we try to have a better year than the
last. Things like get fit, get a promotion, be more organized, get out
of debt, pay off the mortgage, get married, etc. We set these goals
with the best intentions always expecting to achieve them believing that
if anyone can change our current situations it is us.<br />
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We believe in agency, or
the gift that God has given us to make decisions for ourselves. Our
decisions always have consequences good or bad. The choices that we make
each day make a difference and will indeed affect us and those around
us later on. Sometimes these choices lead us to situations that we don't
want to be in and will find ourselves looking for ways that we can
change our situation. Other times the choices of others place us in
uncomfortable situations or sometimes these situations just come, either
way we find ourselves wanting a change. I am like anyone else, I have
been searching for ways that I can change. </div>
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I
found a few examples of people in the Bible who wanted to change. The
woman with the issue of blood, Jairus who's daughter was dying,<img class="irc_mut" height="160" id="irc_mi" src="http://media.ldscdn.org/images/media-library/the-life-of-jesus-christ/woman-with-issue-of-blood-950127-gallery.jpg" style="margin-top: 114px;" width="320" /><br />
Naaman
who was a great man who of no fault of his own got leprosy. All of these
people were in a situation that they did not want to be in. All went to
one source to be healed. God. Either through Jesus Christ the Son of
God, or through a prophet, a messenger called of God. They all went to
God. They put a conscience effort to do all that they could, called
doctors, crawled to a place where the Savior would pass so they could
touch the hem of the Saviors clothes or sent messengers to call for the
Savior, or even bathed in the river. All of them did their part, all
that they could. Then they gave the rest to God. They acted in faith
believing that they would be healed. Believing that a change would come.
All of us have a need to be healed. And as much as we will try we can't
completely do it all on our own.</div>
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I
want to go back to a previous statement that I made. I said that "if
anyone can change our current situation it is us." Can I change that
statement a little? If anyone can change our situation it is God, if we
do our best then put our faith and trust in Him, trusting that He knows
best. I know He will. He knows what is best. He knows what we are
capable of becoming. May we, this year, prayerfully set new years
resolutions, set these goals. May we do all that we can and then turn
the rest over to the Savior. To help us because He will. </div>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-14291883171321463822014-04-06T06:17:00.000-07:002014-04-06T06:17:24.042-07:00The Christmas Week!January 1, 2014<br />
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Well I have to say that Christmas day had to be one of the most
distracting days of my whole mission. I was thinking about what I would
talk to my family about, what they would have to say, did Kamber have
her baby? I just couldn't wait!<br />
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Christmas eve was
when the festivities truly began. We went to carol to Sister Janacke,
who was more than happy for the surprise visit. She willingly shared her
sparkling grape juice, crackers and cheese. We sang a few Christmas
songs, but mostly she just liked our company. Then we went to Carrie's
for a quick visit. She of course had a little gift for Sister Brown and
I. We shared a quick message about the Book of Mormon and about the
birth of Jesus Christ. Then we stopped by a few families to drop off a
few Christmas gifts. Then it was off to the Parker's house. Dinner was
amazing. They make us feel like we are part of the family and I love it
when people do that. I think that that really helps me feel not so
homesick during the holiday season. We had dinner, we sang Christmas
carols (along with playing the musical instruments), santa came to see
us and give us candy, and then we acted out the Nativity.<br />
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Christmas
morning we went to the Bishop's house for breakfast and for stockings.
The Pearson family was so nice to think to invite us over. They sure
made sure we were taken care of. We started by reading the Christmas
story of Luke once again, but don't get me wrong it was worth hearing
again. I always seem to learn something new or hear something new. After
some excitement of opening stockings and presents, Sister Brown and I
went to the car for some study time between appointments. We then went
over to the McIntyre family to share some more Christmas traditions.
They gave us both some yummy Lindt chocolate and some very warm
slippers! We also enjoyed a very delicious lunch. Then we had some time
between then and when we were supposed to be at the Jarnagin's house to
skype home. Believe me I was dying from anticipation. We decided to do a
few stop by. We caroled to the few that were actually home. Then skype
time, the time that I had been waiting for all day! The Jarnagins were
very thoughtful and made sure to have everything ready for us to call
our families. (Sorry family, I guess I got a little mixed up on the
timing.) </div>
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I
feel like the time to skype was short. I didn't really know what to
talk about or what to ask. It was really just nice to see them all and
hear their voices. My family is pretty random and we came up with enough
things to talk about. But I still came up with things to ask or topics
to talk about after I signed out. The Jarnagins welcomed us into their
Christmas evening dinner, presents and games. It was a very enjoyable
and fulfilling evening. I taught them how to play the whipped topping
game, and got a few videos, but sadly didn't get any pictures.</div>
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Remember
Mary? She is the one that started talking to us while we were waiting
for the elevator and then later invited us over to her house when we
told her that we speak Spanish. Well we went over to her house and ...
She is already a member. Apparently it has been a very long time. She
was so sweet and invited us to come back. We tried to stop by on Sunday
with some of the Lopez-Mayta family, but she was feeling under the
weather. </div>
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Friday
I was in Billerica Massachusetts on exchanges with Sister Blair. She is
such a sweet missionary and is always finding ways to complement. We
went to a lot of people's house. One of them was Raquel. A recent
convert. She is the mother of three and she is so cute! She told me that
taking care of her children is one of her biggest worries. I didn't
have that long with her, but I had an instant love for her. It is
something that I can't really describe. When we were leaving she asked
how long I was going to be there and if I would ever come back. I hope I
get to see her again some day.</div>
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We
had dinner with our ward mission leader on Saturday. I forget sometimes
how awesome people are. His stepchildren, (the daughter was a mini
missionary with Sister Wagner and Sister Garcia in Boston when I was
there) have their own non-profit organization that helps children with
cancer. It sure makes me feel like I should have done more while I was
in high school. But some people are just naturally talented at doing
things like that.</div>
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As
for the work with the Spanish group, we are still working on finding
people. We set a goal as a companionship to see all the Spanish members
that we have met so far at least once a week. This week we have plans to
do just that. We have also been going through the list of people that
were taught before by Spanish missionaries. We found a few so far all of
which have invited us to come back. Very welcoming and wanting to
learn. </div>
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Carrie
had a family home evening with the Parkers on Monday. We have been
trying to think of how we can help her to understand that we are not
really here to be someone to listen, but that we actually have a
message to share and to give to her that really can bless her life. We
both agreed that we needed her to meet more members. The Parkers are of
course amazing and thought to invite her to share an evening with them.
She loved it! And she ended up staying after for quite some time talking
with Sister Parker. Sister Parker invited her to start taking the
missionary discussions and she said yes! I am convinced that it is the
direct result of the prayers of the members. There are quite a few of
them that are really good at asking about who we are teaching. I always
thought that it was very kind of them to show an interest in the work
that we are doing, but then I read a conference talk Elder S. Gifford
Nielsen, when he mentioned that the members should pray for the
missionaries by name and for their investigators it all clicked. Ever
since then when the members ask us about who we are teaching we write
out a list of people and specific things that they might need that they
can pray for. Carrie was one on the list and now she is going to start
investigating. I know it is because if the prayers of our faithful
members and those of you back home. Thank you!</div>
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I love you and hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas and I wish you the best of 2014!</div>
Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-73789616455306950402014-03-06T21:16:00.000-08:002014-03-06T21:16:06.549-08:00Christmas Eve at the Parkers!December 30, 2013<br />
Christmas at the Parkers!<br />
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Remember that this family has 12 children... they have a lot of Christmas cards to send, so we stuffed the envelopes.<br />
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And SANTA came to the Parker's house. </div>
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After Santa, we all found some
costumes and got dressed up for acting out the Nativity. The Parkers
act out the Luke 2 story but start out with a few of prophecies of His
birth. We started out in the entry way looking up at Brother Parker who
was acting as Samuel the Lamanite prophesying that in 5 years the Savior
would be born. We were acting as wicked unbelievers so we got to throw
fake stones at him.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">so cute!</td></tr>
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-58370895667830927832014-03-06T21:14:00.000-08:002014-03-06T21:17:00.146-08:00Christmas Morning!Well I have to say that Christmas day had to be one of the most
distracting days of my whole mission. I was thinking about what I would
talk to my family about, what they would have to say, did Kamber have
her baby? I just couldn't wait!<span style="color: red;">( MOM note: No baby yet!)</span><br />
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Christmas eve was
when the festivities truly began. We went to carol to Sister Janacke,
who was more than happy for the surprise visit. She willingly shared her
sparkling grape juice, crackers and cheese. We sang a few Christmas
songs, but mostly she just liked our company. Then we went to Carrie's
for a quick visit. She of course had a little gift for Sister Brown and
I. We shared a quick message about the Book of Mormon and about the
birth of Jesus Christ. Then we stopped by a few families to drop off a
few Christmas gifts. Then it was off to the Parker's house. Dinner was
amazing. They make us feel like we are part of the family and I love it
when people do that. I think that that really helps me feel not so
homesick during the holiday season. We had dinner, we sang Christmas
carols (along with playing the musical instruments), santa came to see
us and give us candy, and then we acted out the Nativity.<br />
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Christmas
morning we went to the Bishop's house for breakfast and for stockings.
The Pearson family was so nice to think to invite us over. They sure
made sure we were taken care of. We started by reading the Christmas
story of Luke once again, but don't get me wrong it was worth hearing
again. I always seem to learn something new or hear something new. After
some excitement of opening stockings and presents, Sister Brown and I
went to the car for some study time between appointments.<br />
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We then went
over to the McIntyre family to share some more Christmas traditions.
They gave us both some yummy Lindt chocolate and some very warm
slippers! We also enjoyed a very delicious lunch. Then we had some time
between then and when we were supposed to be at the Jarnagin's house to
skype home. Believe me I was dying from anticipation. We decided to do a
few stop by. We caroled to the few that were actually home. Then skype
time, the time that I had been waiting for all day! The Jarnagins were
very thoughtful and made sure to have everything ready for us to call
our families. (Sorry family, I guess I got a little mixed up on the
timing.)<br />
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feel like the time to skype was short. I didn't really know what to
talk about or what to ask. It was really just nice to see them all and
hear their voices. My family is pretty random and we came up with enough
things to talk about. But I still came up with things to ask or topics
to talk about after I signed out. The Jarnagins welcomed us into their
Christmas evening dinner, presents and games. It was a very enjoyable
and fulfilling evening. I taught them how to play the whipped topping
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Remember Mary?
She is the one that started talking to us while we were waiting for the
elevator and then later invited us over to her house when we told her
that we speak Spanish. Well we went over to her house and ... She is
already a member. Apparently it has been a very long time. She was so
sweet and invited us to come back. We tried to stop by on Sunday with
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Friday
I was in Billerica Massachusetts on exchanges with Sister Blair. She is
such a sweet missionary and is always finding ways to complement. We
went to a lot of people's house. One of them was Raquel. A recent
convert. She is the mother of three and she is so cute! She told me that
taking care of her children is one of her biggest worries. I didn't
have that long with her, but I had an instant love for her. It is
something that I can't really describe. When we were leaving she asked
how long I was going to be there and if I would ever come back. I hope I
get to see her again some day.</div>
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We had dinner with our ward mission leader <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1394139132_0">on Saturday</span>.
I forget sometimes how awesome people are. His stepchildren, (the
daughter was a mini missionary with Sister Wagner and Sister Garcia in
Boston when I was there) have their own non-profit organization that
helps children with cancer. It sure makes me feel like I should have
done more while I was in high school. But some people are just naturally
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for the work with the Spanish group, we are still working on finding
people. We set a goal as a companionship to see all the Spanish members
that we have met so far at least once a week. This week we have plans to
do just that. We have also been going through the list of people that
were taught before by Spanish missionaries. We found a few so far all of
which have invited us to come back. Very welcoming and wanting to
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Carrie
had a family home evening with the Parkers on Monday. We have been
trying to think of how we can help her to understand that we are not
really here to be someone to listen, but that we actually have a
message to share and to give to her that really can bless her life. We
both agreed that we needed her to meet more members. The Parkers are of
course amazing and thought to invite her to share an evening with them.
She loved it! And she ended up staying after for quite some time talking
with Sister Parker. Sister Parker invited her to start taking the
missionary discussions and she said yes! I am convinced that it is the
direct result of the prayers of the members. There are quite a few of
them that are really good at asking about who we are teaching. I always
thought that it was very kind of them to show an interest in the work
that we are doing, but then I read a conference talk Elder S. Gifford
Nielsen, when he mentioned that the members should pray for the
missionaries by name and for their investigators it all clicked. Ever
since then when the members ask us about who we are teaching we write
out a list of people and specific things that they might need that they
can pray for. Carrie was one on the list and now she is going to start
investigating. I know it is because if the prayers of our faithful
members and those of you back home. Thank you!<br />
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Kareehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04580453976973119190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704319225646973127.post-31250387909453936312014-03-02T17:59:00.000-08:002014-03-02T17:59:45.729-08:00My Thoughts on Christmas!December 23, 2013<br />
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I have been thinking a lot about why Christmas is so important. Of
course there is the commercial side of it with all of the presents and
the fact that most people make it a time to share with family, which is
good. But I am talking about the Christ part. Why do we celebrate the
birth of a baby, who was born over 2,000 years ago? Why did so many
prophets prophesy of His birth and life years before? Then better
question, why would I choose to not spend this Christmas with my family
because of this Man?<br />
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decided to study in the scriptures to find some answers or at least
scriptural answers to my questions. Because this matter is of such
greatness I thought I would share. My thoughts may not be complete or
flow smoothly, but I hope that you might be able to catch a glimpse of
how I feel about the Christmas season.</div>
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"<a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote15" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_0">Behold</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">, a</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; line-height: 10px;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote16" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_1">virgin</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63185" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> shall conceive, and bear a </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote17" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_2">son</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63199" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">, and shall call his name</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63220" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; line-height: 10px;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote18" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_3">Immanuel</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63183" style="background-color: #f9f6ed;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63182" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63181" style="line-height: 22px;">." (Isaiah <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_4">7:14</span>).
I learned that Immanuel, or Emmanuel, in Hebrew means "with us is God."
This prophet was prophesying that Jesus was actually going to be in our
physical presence. We can read about how God was with the Children of
Israel when they wandered in the wilderness, but He wasn't physically
with them or with any of the people until He was born. Which brings up
another interesting thing, that He was born as a child; and in the
lowliest and humble of places, a stable. </span></span></span><img class="irc_mut" height="285" id="irc_mi" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_esGjlMXynAw/TRcZ7qLl39I/AAAAAAAADRA/r0I1FKQiPaU/s1600/baby-jesus-2.jpg" style="margin-top: 138px;" width="500" /></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63201" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">"And behold, he shall be </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote10" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_5">born</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63177" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">of Mary, at</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote11" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_6">Jerusalem</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">which is the</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote12" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_7">land</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63216" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">of our forefathers, she being a</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63218" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote13" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">virgin</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">, a precious and chosen vessel, who shall be overshadowed and</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote14" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_8">conceive</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63173" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> by the power of the Holy Ghost, and bring forth a son, yea, even the Son of God." (Alma <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_9">7:10</span>).
We believe that we are all literally sons and daughters of God, but
that Jesus was the only Begotten of the Father in the flesh. </span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed;"><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;"><br />
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">"</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">and the</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; line-height: 10px;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote19" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_10">government</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63171" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote20" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_11">Counsellor</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">, The </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote21" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_12">mighty</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote22" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_13">God</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">, The </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote23" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_14">everlasting</span></a> <span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">Father, The Prince of </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/isa/9?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote24" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_15">Peace</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63167" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">." (Isaiah 9:6). But even with all of these glorious names, He still came and suffered. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">"</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">The </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/122?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote17" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_16">Son of Man</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> hath </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/122?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote18" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_17">descended</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63165" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> below
them all." (Doctrine and Covenants 122:8). To me this means that Jesus
had to go below all to accurately know how to help us. Think of the
lowest of lows that you have ever felt. He knows exactly how that felt,
and more. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed;"><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;">It was prophesied what He would do. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f9f6ed;"><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;">"</span></span></span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">I will </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/hosea/13?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote21" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">ransom</a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> them from the power of the </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/hosea/13?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote22" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_18">grave</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">; I will</span><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; line-height: 10px;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/hosea/13?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote23" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_19">redeem</span></a><span style="background-color: #f9f6ed; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> them from death" (Hosea <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_20">13:14</span>). </span><br />
<div class="yiv335780676" id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63116" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="yiv335780676" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> "</span>And he shall go forth, suffering pains and <a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote15" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_21">afflictions</span></a> and</span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="line-height: 10px;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote16" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_22">temptations</span></a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;"> of every kind; and this that the word might be fulfilled which saith he will </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote17" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_23">take upon</span></a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;"> him the pains and the sicknesses of his people.</span></span><span class="yiv335780676" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;">And he will take upon him </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote18" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">death</a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 22px;">, that he may</span></span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="line-height: 10px;"> </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote19" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_24">loose</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63157" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63156" style="line-height: 22px;"> the
bands of death which bind his people; and he will take upon him their
infirmities, that his bowels may be filled with mercy, according to the
flesh, that he may know according to the flesh how to </span></span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote20" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_25">succor</span></a><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63115" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63114" style="line-height: 22px;"> his people according to their infirmities.</span></span><span class="yiv335780676" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">Now the Spirit</span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote21" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_26">knoweth</span></a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">all things; nevertheless the Son of God suffereth according to the</span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote22" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1393809414_27">flesh</span></a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">that he might</span><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/7?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote23" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: transparent; border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">take upon</a><span style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63224" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63223" style="line-height: 22px;">him
the sins of his people, that he might blot out their transgressions
according to the power of his deliverance; and now behold, this is the
testimony which is in me." (Alma 7:11-13). He came so that we could turn
to Him. We all make mistakes and we all fall short, but through Him,
those mistakes can be erased. We can be made clean, so that we could
return to live in the presence of our Heavenly Father. His love for us,
and His desire for our happiness is why He came. Because He knew that
there was no other way for us as imperfect beings to return to
the presence of perfect beings, unless someone stepped up to help us
out. And that is what He did!</span></span></div>
<div class="yiv335780676" id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63227" style="background-color: #f9f6ed; border: 0px; color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia,; margin: 0px 0px 20px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63226" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">There
are a few people who are puzzled by the fact that I will not be home
for Christmas. Yet the reason for Christmas is the reason that I am here
serving a mission. It is because of the knowledge of Christ that I
have, the joy that I feel that is too good to keep to myself. </span><span class="yiv335780676" style="border: 0px; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 1px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> "</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1393789002954_63230" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;">Behold, I am a disciple of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. I have been </span><a class="yiv335780676" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/3-ne/5?lang=eng#" id="yiv335780676footnote14" rel="nofollow" style="border: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">called</a><span style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"> of him to declare his word among his people, that they might have everlasting life." (3 Nephi 5:13). </span></div>
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