Mike & Donna

Mike & Donna

Monday, December 21, 2015

Blog #22 A Wonderful Life


Blog #22  -  A Wonderful Life

Saturday we had a “Morningside” where, for a few hours. The missionaries had a chance to gather together to celebrate this Christmas Season. They were able to receive a gift bag, pick up packages from their homes, listen to a spiritual message, and watch “It’s a Wonderful Life.”  Naturally (this movie was born the same year I was), most of the missionaries had not seen the movie before, and by the end many of us were in tears. As you may know, the character George Bailey has so much adversity that he wishes he had never been born.  Clarence, an angel who is trying to earn his wings, allows George to see how his town and family would be if he hadn’t been born. When the movie ended, President Elledge asked for a few volunteers to discuss how the course of their lives have been altered by the influence of another and how things would be different if they had not come on a mission.  We talked about how many lives in Bakersfield would be much different if a particular missionary had not come in contact with an individual to teach him/her about the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

As I’ve pondered my own life, I’ve come to believe that influence comes in moments.  Often it is the actions or words from someone who, maybe for a moment, a season, or a year, altered our understanding or choices, which in turn had a major impact on who we’ve become.  So often I hear converts talk of missionaries who introduced thoughts of spiritual matters to them, and a year or two later other missionaries met them, touched their hearts, and brought the gospel to them.  It was fun to see the missionaries mentally process the value of their service.  I know that many of them have certainly enriched my life.  I felt blessed to know that this is a wonderful life.

This month has zoomed by.  A year ago I was so homesick that I wondered what was I thinking when we decided to leave for 18 months.  This year I’m a bit healthier.  Yes, I still miss family, friends, and home terribly, but I’m also so grateful we are here to have this opportunity.  My family is a family of love, hard work, fun, and traditions  – and I miss them!  But -- what a blessing it is to watch lives change before our eyes.  Last night we witnessed the baptism of a couple who has three young children.  This afternoon we went to visit a man who has been through so much, and has come so close to dying.  He joined the church 1-1/2 years ago.  We’ve watched his faith and courage as he struggles with serious illness.  He loves the Lord and wants to do His will.  He has attended the temple and does all he can to serve.  Another dear sister sang a Christmas solo today – and I’m not sure she realized before what a beautiful voice she has.  The “growth list” is long, and I’m sure Mike and I are on it.  It is a wonderful life.

And, we’ve had the blessing of some family visits, which gave me a dose of family joy and energy.  Jaci, Justin and their family came for Thanksgiving.  It was so much fun to hug and kiss those little ones.  We girls had pedicures, and we all went to the local zoo.  Then Ryan and Hali came last weekend.  They even line danced at Buck Owen’s Crystal Palace.  The visit was short but we had a wonderful time.

My foster daughter Davin got married to Veasna Sim on December 13th in Phnom Penh.  I was so sad not to be able attend, but I am so happy she has found someone she loves.  We have been close since she was 14 years old (she is now 26) and she is such a wonderful young woman who has worked through much adversity.  She has truly been a blessing in my life.

In many ways we can hardly believe it is the Christmas season.  The days pass so quickly.  We did have the opportunity to see the Creche Arts and Music Festival in the Lancaster Stake Center.  Churches throughout the city join together and display hundreds of beautiful nativity sets from all over the world.  Musical numbers are schedule from Friday afternoon to Monday afternoon.  All were invited to view the 1st Presidency’s Christmas Devotional on Sunday evening.  It was a stunning event.
 
Our responsibilities keep us very busy; but, the “thing” about being on a mission is all our time is the Lord’s time -- so it doesn’t really matter if we have to work early and/or late, nor how far we have to travel to meet the need.  Yesterday I gave the Relief Society lesson on A Christ Centered Life.  One of the blessings of serving a mission is it seems that we can focus even harder as we try to make our lives Christ Centered.  My heart was touched as I listened to the sisters in Relief Society share their journeys to become Christ-like. Most have lives are not easy, but still, we realize when we submit our will to the Savior’s, it is a wonderful life!

We think of you this Christmas season and hope you know we love you.  May you have a special Christmas and feel the Savior’s great love for you.  As we all see His hand in our lives, may we realize it is truly a wonderful life!



                                                  There is no place like home
                                                      Ward Christmas Breakfast
                                                        The Polar Express
                                                             Oil Pump Jacks
                                                                PIXAR delights again
                                                                 CALM Zoo
                                                             Welcome to our city!
                                                           Buck Owen's Crystal Palace

                                                           Davin and Veasna's Wedding

                                                                  Lancaster Cre´che - Nativity



Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Blog # 21 Miracle -- Thanksgiving


Blog #21  Miracles with Thanksgiving

Last week we had an incident where two missionaries were miraculously spared from a head-on collision that claimed the life of an elderly man.  This was pretty emotional for all of us!  I have been thinking a lot about how grateful I am for the many miracles, both large and small, we are witnessing on this mission.


One thing I have observed about human nature is that when we notice and give credit to the Lord for tender mercies and miracles, we also notice there are more tender mercies and miracles than we had at first supposed.  When we arrived in Bakersfield, we created a binder for missionaries to share some of their own personal tender mercies.  In the beginning we often had to explain what a tender mercy was.  The book has filled up with messages of gratitude for extra strength, family blessings, new investigator meetings, etc.  Then, in January, as I was asked to write the newsletter, I requested input to know what the missionaries would like to read.  One elder said he would love to read about other missionary miracles.  Thus, we started publishing a monthly miracle and a tender mercy each month.



I was pondering Thanksgiving and our gratitude for our countless blessing when I read James E. Talmage thoughts on Christ’s miracles.  He wrote a few things that have kept me thinking:  “Moreover, every miracle is a sign of God’s power . . . Miracles cannot be contravention of natural law, but are wrought through the operation of laws not universally or commonly recognized.” (Yet my heart aches as I watch others forget the giver of all gifts.)  And, he continues “ The human sense of the miraculous wanes as comprehension of the operative process increases. “  He writes how the achievements made possible by modern invention “are no longer miracles in man’s estimation, because they are all in some degree understood, are controlled by human agency . . .”Then, he continues, “In the contemplation of the miracles wrought by Christ, we must of necessity recognize the operation of a power transcending our present human understanding.”



We have watched impossible challenges work out (in our case, housing issues), young missionaries stretch themselves beyond what any thought possible, unlikely paths cross to create a relationship, and interventions divert accidents.  But, of the  accident last week, the sisters wrote:






I think you might enjoy reading some of the tender mercies and miracles the missionaries have shared.  This makes the blog quite long, so I don’t feel bad if you don’t have time to read them.  But, my heart has been touched by each of these your missionaries:



A lot of times I don’t know what to say or what to do in certain situations.  I say a quick prayer to do the best I can.  I feel the thoughts enter my mind of what to do and say.  I know they weren’t my thoughts at all, but I’m always guided to do and say something better than anything I could ever come up with.”



“We met a wonderful part-member family.  The wife was baptized 12 years ago (and one son was also baptized.)  For twelve years the wife prayed and pleaded that her husband would join the church.  He had an alcohol problem, was unwilling to pay tithing, and was uninterested.  One Sunday we had been fasting and praying to know which member to ask for a referral.  This sister’s name came to us.   We knocked on her door to ask for a referral.  Unknown to us, that day her husband had decided to attend sacrament meeting and heard a talk that softened his heart and touched his soul.  When we asked the sister for a referral, her husband spoke up:  “Teach me, I am the referral.  When can I be baptized?”  We taught him and he was baptized three weeks later.  He now offers regular service and helps to teach lessons to investigators.  We are so grateful that the Spirit spoke to us to visit their home the moment the father was ready to receive our Savior.”



“When my parents divorced, my dad was inactive and my mother was not a member of the church.   My dad and we children started going to church. After 3 years my second brother, my sister, and I got baptized.  Although we were close, my older brother, who was an ex-army ranger, was not interested in the church and he couldn’t understand my strong commitment. Still, he shed tears because I was leaving for a mission.  A month after I arrived here, he met with the missionaries, but ran them off.  My dad sent him a subscription to the Ensign, and he and his wife decided to take the lessons from the missionaries.  What a blessing for us all when they decided to get baptized two weeks ago. I was allowed to not only see the baptism, but also give a talk through Skype on the computer.  Our tears flowed as we shared our testimonies with each other – and I am so grateful .”



“As we were doing our weekly planning, we discovered a teaching record of a former investigator.  We decided to add her to our schedule.  We knew there must be a reason why we planned her in, but didn’t understand why we felt so strongly about it.  We visited with and taught her, but realized, after the third week, that she wasn’t going to progress. That evening during nightly planning we planned to drop her the next day.  As we began our morning work we stopped by to see her and, while there, met a 19-year old young man who had just rented the trailer in the back yard of our investigator.  He was immediately interested and wanted to speak with us about the gospel.  Sadly, we had to discontinue with the lady, but we continued to drop by to teach this young man.  He started to progress, learn and grow in the gospel.  We felt humble gratitude for the miracle of finding him and the blessing of helping him to make his first covenant -- to be baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ or Latter Day Saints.  What joy filled our souls!”



“I have been in a different situation for the last several weeks.  I was a “visa waiter” and I knew I wouldn’t be here long.  I felt like I was getting cheated out of time in my “real mission.”  But as the days turned into weeks I began to love the people we taught.  One in particular that I love is an investigator whom I was able to teach from the ground up.  I’ve watched his life change, and his countenance, too.  We had him set a date and it will be a month after transfers.  I began to pray that my visa wouldn’t come until after the baptism so I could attend.  But, the Lord had a different plan.  I was given my visa and now I am leaving.  The Lord gave me a blessing I had not expected: He put me here so I could see the change in one man’s life -- and this has greatly impacted my life.  Tender mercies can be hard to understand.  Sometimes we feel like God is testing our faith, when, in fact, he is building our testimonies.  I was allowed to serve a mission where the Lord changed my life through the faith of an investigator.  And for that I will be eternally grateful.”



“I was thinking about the many miracles I’ve witnessed during this mission so far.  While pondering about which miracle to share, I just had to write about our experience these past two weeks.  We had been informed about a young woman who might want the missionary lessons.  Imagine our surprise when we saw her at church on Sunday.  As we talked with her we learned that she has walked two miles every morning during the past year to attend seminary. She said she loves the feeling she gets at seminary; “It feels like a shelter, or safe haven.”  We were reminded of seminary as one of the many ways the Lord touches hearts, then leads us, who are teaching, to those who are ready. We taught this seventeen-year-old young woman about the restoration. It was our first time teaching as a trio, and the session felt like a true miracle to all of us.  We felt impressed to ask her what she wanted out of our lessons.  She said she would like two things: a relationship with God, and to be baptized.   She felt comfortable at church, and loved going to Young Women. Even her non-member mother was excited for her and loves the influence the gospel is having on her daughter.  We pray that we can also teach her mother. “



“As we served in the Mammoth Lakes Branch we found that after a time we were exhausted from having no one to teach, with few potential investigators.  (Most of the workers have to work on Sundays, and the tourists are there for only a short time.) We worked hard not to get discouraged.  One day we walked into sacrament meeting and noticed a new face sitting there.  We introduced ourselves and, after church, we set an appointment to teach him.  Six weeks later he was baptized!  The Lord is the ultimate finder – and we were truly blessed to be part of this tender mercy.”



“We were given the name of a new investigator from a referral.   She had been referred a few times before but would turn away the missionaries each time they arrived.  This day her front door was opened and she was putting groceries away in the kitchen.  As we stood outside the door she began to talk to us.  She said she felt receptive of what we had to say.  She pulled a chair outside to chat with us and asked us to share our message.  In a short time tears began to fall and she admitted to us that she felt she really had no purpose in life.  She was estranged from her family in Bakersfield and life felt very difficult and empty for her.  We all felt the Spirit so strongly as it was time to leave. We left a Book of Mormon with her and she invited us to return.  We went to a member’s home for dinner that evening, and the father of the home agreed to go with us to visit her after dinner.  As we shared our lesson with her, she agreed to come to church on Sunday.  We’ve continued to teach her.  Her greatest heartache was her painful estrangement from her family members.  One night as we left, her son came to her and apologized for the grief he has caused and asked for her forgiveness.  The next week she brought her granddaughter to church with her.  This sister loves the Book of Mormon and    has received a confirmation of its truthfulness.  She has set a baptism date for next month.  And, she just returned from a trip to Utah and was so thrilled that she was able to see the St. George Temple.  It has been wonderful to feel the Lord’s hand in the life of this great sister.”



“While we were on an exchange, my companion and I had been tracting for about five hours. It was hot outside. The odds looked like they were against us--we had no water, and strangers treated us rudely.  My companion said, “What I would do for some cold water . . .” I remember looking at him and saying, “The Lord will bless us.”  About an hour later we walked toward our bikes and inside our helmets were two very cold bottles of water.  We looked at each other with watery eyes, smiled, then bowed our heads and prayed in gratitude.”



 “English speaking missionaries knocked on the door of an 80-year-old man last month. He pulled them into his home, The Elders, then gave him to the Spanish speaking missionaries to teach him after that first visit.   He set a baptism date after the first lesson. and didn’t miss a week of church.  Next he asked to move up his date.  This man brought in a 91-year-old female friend who also committed to baptism.   Neither of them had ever spoken to the missionaries before, but two days before the first visit, he had heard that the true church of Christ has missionaries.  Although he has a pacemaker and diabetes, he still mows lawns for a living.  Two weeks ago he was helping a friend when he slipped and cracked his ribs.  He went to the hospital, but insisted that he would only keep the brace on for two days because he was getting baptized.  He has attended many churches, and knew this was true doctrine.  He was especially grateful to hear of baptism for the dead so he can get sealed to his wife, who has passed away, and to his three children. Both he and his friend got baptized last week. With the pain in his ribs, his face still glowed with joyI “



“The area we came into was progressing very well . . . until we came in.  The first week that we were here was very difficult.  We worked harder than we ever have, and saw no fruits.  We felt good knowing we were giving our all, but we were disappointed because of the lack of interested investigators.  We kept at it and diligently searched for miracles.  This past week we have seen so many miracles!  We found several full families that we know are prepared to learn about the gospel.  So many opportunities are happening so fast, and it is such a blessing.  It goes to show that the Lord gives us the blessings AFTER we have faith and are diligent.  It was the last push when we felt we couldn’t do any more; yet, we still kept going, that the Lord gave us miracles.”



“My companion and I had been teaching a young woman who was progressing very well, but had a hard time following through with her baptismal dates.  We decided that, although she was an awesome investigator, we needed to leave her in the hands of the members.  We didn't hear much from her after that, although we saw her occasionally at church.  About three months later she went to YW Girl’s Camp.  The Sunday after camp we received a text from her that said, “I want to be baptized.”  My companion and I couldn’t believe it!  We were so happy!  It is truly a testimony to us that members are the key to this work and that we are here to reap the field when it is ready to harvest.”



We started out our day with a prayer to help us find someone who was ready to hear and accept our message.  We noticed a young girl outside her home and asked her if we could talk with her mom.  She brought her mother to the front door, and we taught them both the message of the restoration.  They loved it and both accepted a baptismal date.  Later, we called to confirm our appointment and the mother told us she just didn’t know why she needed to fix something that wasn’t broken (her church).  So, we asked if they would just give it one more try, and they agreed to do so.  They came to church, loved the messages and the feeling there, and agreed to let us continue teaching them. They continued to attend church as we just “flew” through the lessons by meeting with them many times a week.  They wanted to get baptized sooner rather than later.  Both mother and daughter were baptized together, on their original baptismal date, last week.  This gospel has been an answer to their prayers.



I know this is long blog, but my heart is so full of gratitude as I contemplate the magnitude of miracles and tender mercies in our daily lives given to each from our loving Savior. In fact, this makes every day a day of thanksgiving.



And Mike and I are grateful for all of you for your love and support.  Happy Thanksgiving, and may you also feel those angels surrounding you!








                                             Missionaries . . . the best part of our job!



Sunday, November 15, 2015

Blog #20 New Beginnings


Blog #20   New Beginnings

Just about every Saturday we go to one or two baptism.  That is a wonderful way to end the week. I find myself thinking about the changes these folks have made to study, gain testimony, then embrace a new religion.  For many it is a new beginning, and a new way of knowing Jesus Christ.  My heart is touched as I see the faith these new members have.  Even when we attend the Spanish baptisms, and don’t understand the words, the spirit is so strong that we can feel the joy, and love the person has for the Savior. 

Mike and I spend quite a bit of time taking our new friends to meetings and church functions.  We love to get to know about their lives and their relationships.   For many, their lives haven’t been simple, nor have they been easy.  We had a Stake Temple Trip last week and took a dear friend who has had some health problems and hasn’t been able to drive lately.  She was one of the first sisters I met when we arrived in the Meadows Ward.  She has such a positive light about her and seems to see the best in everyone.  As we began our two-hour drive, we shared our stories.  I was amazed to hear about her conversion to the gospel.  Her parents belonged to different religions and decided they wouldn’t ever discuss religion in their home so thatk their children could choose for themselves.  Eventually she discovered and joined the church.  She married her husband twice, and they had three children.  Several years ago, her husband and 30-year old son were in a storm that crashed their small plane into the ocean and killed them both.  Her life had been a series of changes, and this one was a huge heartache.  Although she had worked several jobs, she spent many years taking in “challenged” foster children.  She would have eight children at a time for 3 months to 3 years.  She has had 642 children in her home.  She had many great stories and talked of the love she has for these children (who are all grown now).  As we listened to her it was evident that her life history has several new beginnings, and we were amazed at her wisdom, tenacity, and positive nature. We were grateful to spend time with her.

We are astonished that we have been here over a year now and the days are flying by.  As we celebrated our year mark, we were discussing how many wonderful people we now know and love.  The young missionaries are in one place a minimum of six weeks, and rarely more that 18 weeks.  They connect so quickly with ward members; it has taken us much longer to feel at home.

October was filled with ten zone conferences (a half day each).  We love those days because we get to spend time with the missionaries.  We do a housing presentation for 20 minutes, and also, give our “Golden Plunger Award” to the cleanest apartment in each zone.  We have a lot of fun with that, and are also thrilled with the missionaries’ willingness to raise the standard.  Along with our one-year mark, many of our senior service missionaries have completed their missions; so, on this side of the mission we have a whole new crew of apartment inspectors whom we are training.  They are wonderful couples who are willing to enter a new beginning in their church service.  They, too, quickly fall in love with the missionaries.

I am continually unaware of what day it is.  We often miss the fact that the day is a holiday.  But we did celebrate a “Trunk or Treat” party on the church parking lot on Friday, and had a Halloween dinner Saturday night with our ward missionaries.  We do know the weather is changing to fall, and the temperatures are down in the 60s.  I love the heat, but the Thanksgiving/Christmas Season is worth the colder weather.

Please know we think of you, love you, and appreciate your support.  

                                   This was the sky on the way to Ridgecrest Zone Conf.
                     The coveted "Golden Plunger" Trophy for our own Meadows Elders
                                       Most of our office staff (- President & Elder Moon)
                                                                Happy Halloween!
                                               Side trip on way home - Red Rock Canyon
                                Grandpa Earl home from Honor Flight! (thanks Karen)

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Blog #19 The Circle of Life


Blog # 19  The Circle of Life

One of the first sights that captured me when we arrived in Bakersfield was the miles and miles of Almond groves.  I was fascinated.  Although almonds are a staple for us, I’d never thought about the process to get those treats into the bags for sale. The young tree takes about five years to start producing nuts. Beehives were staged in the groves so the bees could pollinate the trees (2 hives per acre).  In February the almonds blossoms were stunning. Our friend, Patti, took a photo shoot of us in the beautiful groves that looked like a snow forest. As this year progressed we would stop to check the pods (with a tiny gel substance inside), then a solid small green ball formed with a green kernel covered with a hull. Finally, we noticed the hull begin to split and expose the almond shell.  The hulls became like leather, and some fell from the tree.  Then we started hearing about the shaking of the trees to get the almonds down to harvest.  Oh how we wanted to see that.  Our Bishop works at the South Valley Farms (includes ten miles of almond trees) and invited us to take a tour.  After they shake the almonds from the trees and leave them on  the ground for a week, they sweep up the almonds.  The hulls and shells come off, the fruit is  sorted according to size.  All parts of the almond are used, and we left the farm with a bag full of delicious nuts.

I’ve thought a lot about the process of life as I observe growth all around us.    Growing from a seedling, to a tree, then blossoming and developing a fruit that can sustain life…it is amazing.  I’ve often pondered what a miracle our lives are, but lately I’m even more aware that every part of our lives is miraculous.  Wow!

This week Mike and I were in Lancaster and Palmdale opening two new apartments.  We put in a rather long day then headed the two hours to Bakersfield.  But, we started thinking about the wind damage to the home of the Elders in North Edwards, so we changed our course and went to look at their place.  This took us about an extra hour. A storm was threatening and we heard of flash flood warnings.  Once again on our way home, we stopped at Mojave to get gas, but the first exit was closed.  When we finally entered the town, the traffic was bumper to bumper.  Traffic from interstate-5, because of flash floods, had been re-routed through Mojave. We were about an hour away from Tehachapi (Highway 58), the route we were taking to Bakersfield, when mudslides closed that road.  193 vehicles were stopped by mud sliding down the mountain.  Luckily the people got out, but their cars are still buried.  What a tender mercy for us – had we not stopped to see the Elders, we most likely would have been in the slide.  We decided to spend the night and see if the storm would pass.  All hotels and restaurants were full, and traffic was stopped.  We called for a hotel room in Lancaster, turned the car back and spent two days stranded, but healthy, in Lancaster.

Last week Ryan and Hali got married, and I was able to go home for a week to celebrate.  Seeing my son married and starting his own family reminded me again of the circle of life.  What a joy it was to spend time with the children and grandchildren.  We met Hali’s cute family, Susie gave a wonderful wedding shower, and the week just flew by.  I was so glad to have Mike join us on Thursday.  The wedding was beautiful – a perfect day.  Then, Saturday was an open house in Nephi.  Sunday we had a 6-hour layover in Phoenix, and Brad’s family picked us up to spend some time together.  I felt like I had been given a joyful shot of adrenaline and was ready to go back to work.

My foster daughter in Cambodia, Davin, also got engaged this month and will marry in December.  I have been able to visit her four times over the years and we have become quite close.  We are both sad that I cannot attend her wedding.  Although we senior missionaries have much more freedom that the young missionaries, leaving the country just doesn’t fit into the job description of a senior missionary.  The mission president has been generous to let me attend baptisms, a birth, and Ryan’s wedding, but leaving the country would take too much time.  It is difficult for Davin to understand why I cannot come “stand” at her wedding; and, I pray that she will sometime understand my commitment to serving on this mission.

Another piece of my circle of life is my dad.  He will be 94 in December.  He is a great man who has lived a remarkable life; and, he is finding that this stage of life is not his most joyful time.  But, he does have the opportunity, and is looking forward to going on the WW-II Honor Flight at the end of this month.  He served as a marine, and truly loves our country.

Life is good and we feel blessed to be serving in Bakersfield.  We have learned much and met so many wonderful people.  We see the Lord’s hand wherever we turn, and for this we will be forever grateful.  We love you and appreciate your support.
                                           Dad almost 94
                                           Wedding fun
                                                        A time to love
                                                             Davin and Veasna getting married in December
                                                              Lunch with Beckett
                                                                                The Family
                                                  The couple is married
                                                                      Mr. & Mrs Ryan Newbold
                                                       Tehachapi mudslide - one vehicle
                                                    Flood on interstate-5
                                                      A V-rake for the almonds
                                                         Just before shaking the tree
                                                                        Facinating!