I hope everyone has had a good week and that y’all aren’t too tired out by this summer yet. HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!! 🇺🇸❤️💥🏜 I hope you are all taking a lot of enjoyment and pleasure out of being over there in the land of the free and the home of the brave! (Side note: I was going to put a gun emoji along with all the rest of them, because that’s so American, but they DON’T HAVE IT ANYMORE. What is this, gun laws or something. Yet they still have a random shopping trolley one, as well as a cigarette. Explain that to me please…)
God bless our dear home and may we continue be ever be worthy of His blessings of liberty to rest upon us. I shall see you in five months, America! Yes I got the package!!!! Thank you so much! I am wearing the Nevada shirt today because its almost Independence Day and I need to commemorate America. I’ve been wearing the necklace all week too. I love my Nevada home! Haha! I shared the chocolate kisses with Sister Koivisto and she almost threw up. Haha! Europeans are really picky with their chocolate and she thought it was rather nasty, but the Reeses were good! And the Dove Chocolate as well.
Meanwhile, over here in the U.K. We have had some nice adventures, fun times, and great learning experiences. We taught a wonderful mother named Glynys a second lesson and introduced her to the Restoration. She is so sweet, and we always feel the Spirit when we are in lessons with her. I’m praying that she feels it as well, because she is very intelligent and sensitive to feelings she gets. It’s amazing how we can still feel the Spirit and that she still learns and understands what we teach, even when her cute little son is causing a racket and making distractions. The Spirit is so sharp and powerful, and can penetrate through anything. I feel like she is so prepared, and hopefully we can invite her to be baptised in the next lesson. She’s a gem!
On Tuesday we had Zone Conference and our zone leaders shared something that was an answer to a lot of prayers and inner feelings and questions I have had for quite some time. They talked about bees. Yes, I thought of you, Mother, during the entire training. 😊🐝They talked about honeybees and how hard they work to do their job. First of all (if I remember correctly) it takes 200 flaps a seconds of their tiny, disproportionate wings to lift their fat little bodies off the ground into flight. If that’s not hard work, I don’t know what is! I can barely make my legs move fast enough to sprint 1/2 a mile in less than five minutes these days!
So to even get going takes a lot of effort from them. Secondly, they gave this statistic: “In order to produce 1 pound of honey, 2 million flowers must be visited. A hive of bees must fly 55,000 miles to produce a pound of honey (2.2 times around the world). One bee colony can produce 60-100 pounds of honey per year. An average worker bee makes only about 1/12 teaspoon of honey in its lifetime.”
One-twelfth teaspoon of honey its whole entire lifetime. That isn’t very much. Think about how many teaspoons of honey go into that honey jar we buy. How many bees did it take to make all that honey? And if some of them had given up, we would have a lot less of that delicious, sticky, sweet stuff.
It made me think a lot about the work we do, not only as missionaries, but also as everyday disciples of Jesus Christ. We might only contribute a very small portion to God’s work, so small that we might consider giving up because “it’s so small it won’t make a difference anyway.” But if everyone thought that way, everyone would give up, and nothing worthwhile in this whole wide world would ever get done. I PROMISE that whatever your role is in this mortal journey, small as it may seem at times, it adds up in the end, and it makes a HUGE impact. When we all do our part it works together to create something spectacular.
We received another training by President about–guess what–burning our boats. I know you’re confused, so let me explain. He told us about Alexander the Great and how he went to conquer something-or-other (not too brushed up on my history here). But he used all kinds if really good tactics and tricks to gain the advantage, but in the end, he was still greatly outnumbered and his men were frightened as they sailed up to battle. His solution to his problem? He burnt his own ships. Conquer or Die strategy. His men had no choice but to jump off and fight.
President invited us to “burn the boats!” They brought us here, and no man having put his hand to the plough and looking back is fit for the kingdom of God. If you’ve still got your ship, you’ve still got a way back, and your hanging on to the past. So he said “burn the boats!” Now me, being the Wadsworth I am, when I heard that, thought of Shenandoah, when the Andersons stop the Yankee prisoner train in the night to rescue their brother-in-law. Jimmy Stewart says, “What are we gonna do with this train?” And Sam says……… (you’re with me here right? You’ve got the dramatic scene in your head?) “Burn it. Burn the train!”
Quite ridiculous, I know. But trains related more to me than the ships did, being from the big country. 😉
But when I thought of Sam it hit me: I’ve gotta burn the train that brought me here, burn the thing I came here on, stop hanging onto the past, jump off, conquer or die (or “perish or conquer”, as Zarahemnah puts it. He wasn’t a very good guy, but he had some good quotes anyway. Either way, it works).
Also another side note: it was strange how the Spirit used a random old movie to stick me with something that hit centre and made sense. Who knew Jimmy Stewart would come in that handy one day! Keep watching old movies, guys. The Spirit might just bring one of them to your remembrance and use it to teach you a lesson. Magic.
I know if we can “burn our trains” and let go of the past, let go of old sins that we like, and repent fully, leaving them in the dust on the old rusty railroad tracks, we’ll be much happier. We will be able to conquer, because there will be no other option, there will be nothing holding us back. Burn your trains, everyone. Remember Sam.
Well that was a long epistle of me preaching. Sorry about that. I’ll just share a couple funny experiences this week.
So MSF gets a little at the end of the month. We had a bit of money to buy real food for meals, but snack food wasn’t an option this week. Wednesday we were riding our bikes from one appointment to another, with a bit of time to spare in between, and we realised we needed to make some calls. We were also really hungry, but obviously, we didn’t have snacks in our bags. Lo and behold, the week before we’d ridden past a cherry tree with ripe, dark cherries on it, and it just so happened that we were close to it. That’s what happens when sister missionaries run out of food and don’t tend to get DAs; you’ll find us under a cherry tree helping ourselves and turning our tongues red. I’m sure it was quite a scene to watch three girls on bikes speed up to the cherry tree and come to a screeching halt underneath, reach up for the branches, and immediately begin eating without even getting off their bikes. No, we didn’t steal. At least we don’t think we did. It was a public cherry tree that no one ate off of anyways, so thanks to us, not all of them went to waste this year! 😋
I am being emergency transfered next Tuesday to Rhiwbina Wales! Yay! Yay, for Wales! Two of the sisters who were supposed to be getting here three weeks ago and didn’t finally got here, so President called me to be a trainer again and move to Cardiff zone! I’m excited to go back to Wales!
I love you all so very much! Have a wonderful week and remember that I am praying for you!!!