Last Zone Conference

It was really strange that my last zone conference was this past week. I sang "I Will Not Be Still" as a special musical number, intending to leave that as my testimony rather than bearing a departing testimony with the rest of the missionaries going home with me. In the end, I caved and bore a quick testimony as well, figuring I'd regret it if I didn't. It was emotional, thinking about how much joy I've found being out here. As excited as I am to move on to the next chapter in my life, I'm also sad to leave this one behind.  

 But the good news is I still get a whole month! And there's a LOT of work going on in this area. We've been finding a lot of people in miraculous ways, just pray that we can get BACK in with them, because that's often what happens - we find them, and then never see them again.   

We had a lesson with the woman who accidentally made appointments with us and the other missionaries at the same time! It went well, she was open to listening, but she asked some questions that make us think she was given anti material. At least she's still willing to meet with us and not just take someone else's word for It! 

 A couple days last week were rough - I ended up catching the flu and couldn't keep anything down for 2 days. It was miserable, I didn't want to work or do anything at all. We had exchanges the second day I was sick and Hna Shaffer got me to go out for most of the day. It was hard, but we did see miracles, which goes to show that the Lord rewards our efforts. But yeah, not fun, I had the fever, aches, chills, vomiting, everything.   

We're headed to lunch right now with an investigator! He's seriously awesome, and so sweet - he thought he wouldn't be allowed to stay and eat with us because of the rules about being with the opposite gender, but he wanted to come pay for us and then just leave. He also refused to let us choose a fast food place. 

Love,

Hermana Garner

This is a bench on the Gilbert strip.  We went street contacting on the Gilbert strip Saturday night. My social anxiety was through the roof, it was so awkward and so much worse than just knocking doors haha.

Back in the Branch

Oh my goodness, I'm SO happy to be in the branch! I love the ward and miss members there but I missed the branch too! I was able to surprise a number of members as we showed up for dinner and at church, and it was wonderful to see how happy they were to see me! I was happy to see them, too! It's been a really fun week, and it's also been full of miracles!

 The area is very different from when I was last in it over a year ago. They've found so many new people and it's been exciting to see the growth that's happened and get to know them a bit. We've also found some people just in the past few days and it's just been so much fun! 

 I'll start with ​a miracle, then a tender mercy​ , and then move on to perhaps the most hilarious moment of my mission.  ​Miracle: We went to visit a former investigator on Friday night  (I'm actually the one who found her when I first got to the mission field). As we were walking up to her door, we passed a mother and her two daughters. We said hi, but were late for our appointment so we moved on. Turns out, they were walking to the same door - they're friends of hers, and they had come over at the same time for a visit. Well, we didn't want to take time to do a whole lesson, but we shared a spiritual thought - and, the mother, was incredibly interested.​ She took a Book of Mormon, gave us her number and address, and set up an appointment for us to come by Sunday night.  But the miracle didn't stop there - not thirty minutes later, we got a set of texts from her saying how God had put us in her path and that she needed Him in her life now more than ever. Then, before we even had the chance to respond to the texts, she called us - we hadn't even given her our number, but she had asked her friend for it and contacted us of her own accord. So the same night that we met her and shared that thought, we went to her house and got to know her better, and shared a little about the restoration. She prayed that the Lord would lead her down the path He wants all of His children to be on and thanked Him for sending us. Sister Hanson made a comment later quoting Preach My Gospel about how we're told to go to people who will recognize us as servants of the Lord - she is definitely one of those people, and it was humbling to meet her. She has a major surgery this week, so keep her in your prayers! 

 ​Tender Mercy: there is an investigator that the sisters have been teaching for a few months, and I got to meet him for the first time Saturday night. He's incredible - we got there and he pulled out his Book of Mormon, which was all marked up and highlighted, as well as a notebook where he'd been taking notes and recording his thoughts and impressions. I've never seen an investigator so eager and dedicated to learn! In our lesson we had a major breakthrough with his understanding of what faith is, and he came to the New Member Fireside last night and we saw a step forward there as well from everything Hna Hanson has told me.  But the tender mercy was much more personal to me than any of that. In the course of our lesson on Saturday, I learned that he had been to the Christmas concert last month, and that the spirit that he felt there motivated him to continue learning and taking the things the missionaries were teaching him seriously. He said he'd felt "Magic." It was such a tender mercy for me to know that the concert had not only touched people, but that it had served its purpose of helping bring people closer to Christ - at least for one person. I felt so much love from my Father in Heaven at that moment and feel so privileged to have been a tool in His hands. 

 Hilarious Moment:​ This might have been my favorite moment of the week. We met a potential investigator and made an appointment to go back to her house Thursday morning at 10:30. We drove up, parked the car, said the prayer, and got out - only to find that two other women had walked up to the door and were waiting for her to answer. They stared at us as we approached, and we introduced ourselves - and learned that they were missionaries from another church.  We stood there a little awkwardly until the investigator opened the door, surprised to see all four of us there. She looked to the other missionaries and said, "Didn't we say Tuesday?"   As awkward as it was, Hna Hanson and I just thought it was hilarious - but the other women did not. They looked to her and said, "You made an appointment with them as well?" When she confirmed, one of them said, "Well, we believe in the Bible."  "So do they," she immediately retorted with a smile.  The woman who spoke seemed flustered. Hermana Hanson and I just stood there smiling. The investigator invited to have all of us come in, but we politely said we thought it would be better if we came back another day. Then she said, "Well, we can all say a prayer together!"  It really did seem like the least awkward thing to do in that moment - and yet the other missionaries immediately looked uncomfortable. One of them muttered, "We're not accustomed to praying outside ..." but when the investigator came out onto the doorstep they apparently decided to go with it. She held out her hands so we could all hold hands, but the other missionaries refused and just shook their heads at her until she put them down.  One of the other women offered to say the prayer, and she prayed for a blessing on the investigator and that she could learn the truth. But as she finished, the investigator immediately picked up the prayer where she'd left off and said, "And bless Hermanas Garner and Hanson as well, because they are also Your servants and prophets carrying Your word to the people. Bless them with safety and success. Amen."  Sister Hanson and I were both touched, and we gave her a hug before turning to leave. The other missionaries seemed very upset, but in all honesty Sister Hanson and I just couldn't stop laughing once we were in the car driving away. Throughout the day we'd just remember it and start laughing all over again. It was a great moment, and what made it even better was the way the investigator defended us.

Love,

Hermana Garner

The Test

Today marks the start of my last transfer ... and I'm getting transferred

This was one of the hardest weeks of my mission. Physically, emotionally, and mentally it was exhausting and more than once I found myself at the breaking point. But whenever I started to get really down, the Lord would always send me a tender mercy and comfort - just enough to keep me going.  

One of those tender moments was Saturday night. I was feeling extremely discouraged. I had been sick from my IC and a possible infection all week and was struggling with the motivation to push through it, particularly because one of my recent converts had been saying that she wanted to go back to her old church. I was laying on my bed during dinner hour feeling incredibly down and listening to music on my phone, when I heard the voice of my angel mother come out of the speakers. I listened as the words of the song rang through the air and penetrated my aching heart:  "Didn't He say He sent us to be tested? Didn't He say the way would not be sure? But didn't He say we would live with Him forevermore, Well and whole, If we but patiently endure? After the trial, we will be blessed! But this life is the test."  It brought me to tears as I lay there reflecting on those words, on the love I could feel from my Heavenly Father and the love I could feel from my earthly parents as I thought of how much they've done for me and continue to do for me. It was particularly tender to hear my mother's voice and be reminded of her strong testimony which has helped me to make it to where I am today, and has always strengthened me.  The Lord is truly mindful of us. 

 I also saw this principle in an experience that same night as we were out working - we had planned to go by a few potentials, but for some reason or another I felt like we needed to go by a member, but none of the members in the area were sticking out to me. We said a prayer, and as I was praying I had one of the English members we'd met in the area come to mind. I disregarded the thought (I love her as a person and thought I must just have wanted an excuse to see her) because she's strong in the gospel, she has her own son on a mission, and she's not even our stewardship since she's in an English ward. However, when I opened my eyes, I immediately saw her name on my phone - in the exact moment that I had finished praying, she had sent us a text asking for prayers on her behalf. We went by to visit her, and it was so clear how much the Lord knew she'd needed a visit that night, and how mindful He was of that and used us as His servants to fulfill that need, regardless of our assignment. We were available, so He used us.  

Though I've been in this area for a long time and am looking forward to a change my last transfer, I am also growing increasingly sad to say goodbye to all the people I've been working with since July. And we did see progress - two investigators came to church again and we had an incredibly spiritual lesson with them, we got back in with another investigator and were able to discern what he really needs with much more clarity, and one of our less active families came to church all together for the first time! With as hard as the week was, it was also full of miracles, and I pray and hope that I will be able to keep in contact with these people and continue to help and love and support them though it will be from more of a distance. 

Love,

Hermana Garner

Going from Being Discouraged to Seeing Miracles

On p-day last week, I was feeling a little discouraged - I felt like I'd done all I could do  and out of ideas. But the Lord lifted my spirits that night in a miraculous way.  We got a call from a set of English sisters saying that one of their members had set up a lesson with a young woman from Ecuador for that night. That was all we knew when we showed up (with the English sisters, since we weren't sure what language she'd want to be taught in). Turns out this girl, had called her friend that afternoon at 3 ... And told her she wanted to be BAPTIZED.  She's never come to church. Never read the Book of Mormon. Never met with missionaries. In fact, she told us that she'd turned away the elders in her area over and over again. But she shared how she'd slowly come to feel the spirit tell her this was the path the Lord wanted for her, how she'd already talked to her mom and gotten permission, and how she was prepared to do whatever it took to accomplish that goal.  The spirit was incredibly strong, and the English sisters put her on date for the 27th. She was ecstatic. She kept telling us she had chills and just knew this was right.  We won't be the ones teaching her, but I needed that experience that night. I've never seen someone so prepared, and it was inspiring. Not only that, but as she expressed how sorry she was for turning away so many missionaries before, I thought of how many people I talk to each day and how what they say about planting seeds is really true - and I got to see the fruits of that.

 And the miracles of the week didn't stop there. We made a goal to find 5 new investigators, but when Friday rolled around we'd only found 1. Elder Welch, our district leader, promised us that if we focused on our goals we'd find a new investigator that day ... And we didn't. But we had faith that the next day that promise would be realized.  The second door we knocked on Saturday was a man who immediately came out and talked to us, and told us how he hadn't found a church that felt right, that he was frustrated by the corruption of men. We read the end of the introduction to the Book of Mormon with him, and the spirit was so strong. Afterwards, he was quiet for a minute and said, "If you don't mind me asking, where did your religion come from?"  We taught him about Joseph Smith and the restoration. The spirit was overwhelming, and he immediately said he'd read and pray about the Book of Mormon. We made a return appointment, and left his porch beaming from ear to ear. It was amazing to see that promise from our district leader realized as we really strove to focus on our goals and be the best missionaries we could be.

 Another fruit of our labors we were able to see was Rossy and Kimmy's baptism. I've never taught

them personally, but all the other sisters have. 5 years ago, their aunt joined the church, and she's slowly been followed by the majority of her family members - They're the ones who I got to see sealed back in July. Well, the other sisters have been teaching these two girls and their mother for months now, and the girls finally decided to get baptized. Their parents are incredibly supportive and come to church each week, it was tender to see the excitement in that room, the majority of the ward was there because these girls have already been a part of the ward family, and it was very emotional.

 Perhaps the biggest miracle of the week happened yesterday. With the new year, our ward now starts at 2, which gives us the entire morning to go around and invite people to church. Well, yesterday we went to a part member family's house, who we've been trying to get to church forever - since before I was in the area. The mother is really nervous to go back to church, but the two daughters wanted to go, and she let us find them a ride last minute so they could come. When Sister Showalter saw them there, she flipped out! It was such an incredible miracle, and we went around and introduced them to people in the ward. At the end of the meetings we asked them what they thought, and they both LOVED it!!  One of the best parts of the miracle was that right after church another one of the young women called us asking for the daughter's number so she could invite her to an activity! Fellowship is SO essential, and it was amazing to see things falling into place!

 So this week I went from being discouraged and tired to being shown that the Lord truly does work miracles, and even people who haven't shown progress in the past can begin to progress with continuing work and support.

 Another cool thing - we started temple prep classes for recent converts and people who have just been reactivated. Missionary work doesn't end after baptism - people need continuing support to endure to the end and receive the ordinances of salvation. It's humbling to be the smallest part of helping them get there.

Love,
Hermana Garner

Happy New Year!

New year, new starts!

 I hope to see a number of people make new starts through baptism before I finish my mission! It's coming up so fast, I keep being surprised as I look at the calendar. But I'm still loving being here and have been so humbled by the opportunity to serve. 

 I've been reflecting a lot on miracles this week, because we saw so many and we watched the movie 17 Miracles, which is about the handcart companies and the miracles that they saw as they crossed the plains. Some of the miracles were absolutely incredible, but what struck me the most was that almost without exception they were personal - they were one-on-one miracles that weren't meant to draw attention, but to reward the faith of those who were asking for them. That is so often how I've seen miracles on my mission as well - very personal, one-on-one interactions and experiences that have grown my faith and the faith of others.  

Saturday, we had a day FULL of miracles. We were biking all day because we'd just about run out of miles, and though we didn't find any Spanish people to teach but we were able to talk to a lot of people and give out a number of Books of Mormon. We really pushed ourselves to talk with everyone we saw, no matter how awkward it was, and we were rewarded for it -

Some of our investigators who have never been to a baptism, came to one on Saturday afternoon, and the spirit was so strong!  That night was another incredible miracle. As I said, we'd just about run out of miles, so we called Sister Allred (the Relief Society president) to see if she and her daughter could come out with us. She said yes and she later told us that she'd had other plans but felt very impressed to cancel them. We were so humbled and grateful! And THEN, we went to try to see two of our investigators who we haven't seen for about a month, they were right outside when we showed up!! They hit it off with Nicole (Sister Allred's daughter) we were so grateful for that miracle!

  We also had exchanges this week. I was with Sister Baggaley (who I love to death, she came out with me and goes home in two weeks) and we spent the morning in her area biking. We experienced another miracle where the first person we talked to was crazy prepared and immediately became a new investigator for them!

Love,

Hermana Garner