Lets live up to our privilege! Week 22

Hello Everyone! I'm Sister Harris!  Welcome to the Mormon Battalion Historic Site!

 I'm definitely struggling to maintain composure over here in the computer lab. This week I've been thinking a lot about how family is so stinkin' important. I love the Family Proclamation. I love having the gospel in my life! Oh hey we taught the Plan of Salvation on Sunday to this couple C and E and I talked about how knowing the plan of Salvation helped me cope with Grandma's passing too. Isn't it interesting how difficult experiences in our life are what make us better, happier, stronger people and help us help others be better, happier, stronger people?

Temple work is amazing. I remember doing sealings with you and the ward before we came out here. It was beautiful and amazing and it's something I hope to share with all the people here!

There's this lady in our ward named M. She's severely sick and overweight, and she cannot leave her bed. I don't know how long she's been like that. Probably years. Whenever we visit her, she's so happy. She shares her testimony and never once complains about her condition, her pain, her inability to do anything. She just puts on a smile and tells us that Jesus Christ suffered, so she'll gladly suffer too. Anyway, we visited her the other day and as we were leaving we asked if there were anything we could do for her, and she said, "Please pray for me that I will be able to go to church. I just want to go to church someday." She would give anything to go to church. And yet every day of every week when we invite others to come to church they say, "oh, I'm busy." We have the ability. We have the responsibility. It just kills me that we don't all do all we can to do these things. Let's live up to our privileges!

 It's Sister Amendola's birthday on Friday. I want to do something for her, like make crepes or something, but she lives across the street so we'll see. Or I'll make rice podu Thursday night. Hmmm. :) Did I tell you that we went on exchanges again and that I got to be with Sister Amendola for a day? That was super fun. :)

On that exchange we met this man named A. He was singing at the top of his lungs with his eyes closed and facing the heavens and his hands held up in fists with his arms bent at right angles. Anyway, I felt like we should sing a hymn for him, so we sang, and he got all excited and was like hey I like singing praises to God too, and went off on the song and it was crazy. He said, "I have faith in Jesus Christ, and I'm not ashamed. I want everyone to know." It was intense.

Oh hey, One of our less actives has a loquat tree. Or the other kind. (kumquat like at the Stocktons:-) I don't remember the difference. The point is we ate a bunch of them and it reminded me of the 7501 house. :) Good memories. :)

Love you all! The work is true. :)

--Hermana Harris