Monday, August 29, 2016

Better Than You Left Me

August 29th-Sept 4th

Super long email!!! My other emails could probably be this long but
sometimes I forget everything that happens.

Monday we finally played volleyball! It's been so long! I did a normal
serve and then a couple jump serves that were better than I had
expected and one of the elders said "we get it! You played
volleyball!" Haha I also nailed my district leader really hard in the
front row. Yikes!
When we got home we saw a huge spider outside and I made sister
Daulton kill it. I really wished I would have videoed it because it
was quite entertaining!

Tuesday I went to the baptism for Derrick Hall in my last area. MJ
from the YSA ward was kind enough to be my companion and drive me
there. Here's a little background about the Halls. They moved here
about a year ago from Colorado where they had been investigating the
church for a couple years. When they got here the ward moved them in
and missionaries met with them but they had been dropped and picked
back up until sister Koyle and I came to the area and picked them back
up and held onto them for dear life! They were also super busy and had
the hardest time committing to a date but they would come to church
regularly. My last Sunday in that area we followed up with them and
asked if they had prayed about their baptism. We went around in a
circle. The first daughter said "no" then we moved onto Derrick, we
thought the answer would be the same but to our surprise he said
"August 30th". Sister Koyle and I about flew off our chairs and had to
pick our jaws off the floor! Derrick was the last person we thought
baptized out of all of them. He had studied with so many religions,
from Muslim to JW. It goes to show that when someone feels the spirit
they can become converted.
Their fellowship from Colorado came and it was one of the most
spiritual services. Jade, their oldest daughter had tears in her eyes
the whole time which was a miracle because she hated sitting in on
lessons and would only join if we were doing FHE with the family.
Conversion takes time but those seeds planted are so precious. I'm
grateful those members from Colorado could plant those seeds and see
the fruits of their labors. Man that fruit is sweet!

Wednesday I bashed with a JW... Well kinda.... The spirit was still
there but his brain wasn't. The spirit helped me know what to say and
it got him to but because of their stupid translated bible he
justified his reasoning! Like the saying goes "it's impossible to
argue with an idiot." Anyway, I'm grateful for religious freedom. I
know that it's worth fighting for our liberty and family and religion.
I'm thankful for those who are brave enough to defend our country and
our freedom so that we all can worship the way we feel is right. You
can not brainwash me enough to be a JW.
Sister Easterman asked us to come to the personal progress activity
this week. She has sister Daulton read a story and she had me share my
testimony of choice and accountability and what it took to get me on a
mission. I'm so grateful for the leaders and examples I had so
preparing for a mission was easy because I had been preparing my whole
life without even knowing it. "Decisions determine destiny" -Thomas S.

Thursday, for the first time in my life, I washed a dog. Yes, you read
that last sentence correctly. And because of my experience, it will be
the last time I wash a dog. We were walking down the street and we
started talking to an elderly lady who had a pitbull. Sister Daulton
loves pit bulls and offered to wash the owners dog like usual. However
this time the lady didn't have time to reply before sister Daulton
said "oh please! Please let us wash your dog! We would love to!" Most
of the time this is when the people say "nows not a good time, I'll
give you a call when you can come back" or "I just had it groomed not
too long ago" but to my dismay neither of these objections were used.
We went to the back yard and found a kiddy pool and a water spicket.
Sister Daulton offered that I would hold the dog by the collar while
she washed it. I could not believe what I had gotten myself into!
There was no hose, no leash, just a energetic dog! When we asked the
lady for some soap she gave us a bar of soap. We clarified by asking
for liquid soap and she brought out dryer sheets... Dryer sheets to
wash the dog?! Sister Daulton scrubbed the dog while I filled a large
bowl with water and poured it on the dog. It was crazy! The lady loved
it and the dog got clean. We smelt awful afterwards so we sped home to
shower before dinner. Like I said, I will never wash a dog again.
We saw more miracles in the evening. For example we met Paula. A
couple weeks ago we knocked on the door of a Jewish guy who said we
could come back and talk with his JW wife. Somehow we were lead by the
spirit to put her in our plans, I was thinking I was going to have
another nice discussion with a JW. Two in one week! However, Paula was
so excited to meet us. She asked when our service was and said "I'll
be there!" We told her our purpose as missionaries and she let us
right in to share the Restoration of the gospel. It was incredible!
It's so rare that people let us in on the spot! She said that a lot of
her questions were answered and she felt good about our message. I'm
excited to see her at church and for her to be baptized.
Before going home we had to get a paper from the zone leaders. We met
under a street light and they handed it off through the window of the
car then we both drove off. This made sister Daulton think of ways
missionaries could become the best drug dealers. She went on and on as
we drove to a members house who had made us brownies. Ironically they
had to choose to make brownies which made sister Daulton thing of weed
brownies so she continued on her drug dealing plot further. Most times
if my companion had been discussing this I would be a little
concerned. But sister Daulton can't even sneak a Popsicle from the
freezer without making it obvious! Haha

Friday we ate at Sonic for lunch because sister Daulton had never had
a corn dog before in her life. I'm not sure if she got out much before
her mission.
The STLs called us during lunch and asked to meet with us and the zone
leaders because something happened and they want our side of the story
but they wouldn't tell us what it was. No pressure! Holy cow we were
freaking out thinking about what sins we've committed that would have
caused this to happen or if we should just start packing our bags now!
We couldn't come up with anything but obviously it was important that
they needed to talk with us and the zone leaders that day. We got
there sat in a circle like an AA meeting and said a prayer. They were
beating around the bush trying to say it delicately and finally they
came out with it. They told us that the bishop in sister Daultons last
area heard from one of his member that she has frequently stayed with
a member to "chill" while I go work. Ha! I was like "that's it? You
took time away from our lunch for this?" Of course it was a huge
misunderstanding! The only time sister Daulton was at a members house
is when she got sick that first Sunday and I knew it was important for
me to go to church and meet the ward while she stayed with a member in
her last area (because we didn't know anyone in our new area) and get
better. That's what the zone leaders and STLs had thought as well but
rumors are rumors and must be resolved. So the lesson this week is
don't gossip or exaggerate. Because we nearly had a heart attack
thinking we had done something wrong!

Saturday we got our transfer doctrine! You would think I would get
less nervous as my mission progresses but that is not the case.
However, I did have a good feeling about what was to come. On my way
there I caught ear that Sister Lellis was called to be an STL. I told
her how cool it would be if she was my STL since I trained her and
then was her STL (same pattern as sister Sandoval and me). Drum
roll... I am going back to NORTH STAR YSA!!!! That's where I started
me mission!!! It's super duper rare to go back to old areas but I am
so thankful I get to go back to my roots!! And to top it off Sister
Lellis IS my STL!!! How crazy!! I've spent half my mission serving in
YSA!! Our district went to IHOP to celebrate the work that has been
done and the new beginnings to come.
The Heritage ward was really sad because sister Daulton is getting
transferred too and elders are coming back to the area. We had dinner
with the Chowens which was awesome as always. Sister Chowen was kinda
slaphappy and said without much thought "Cancer's a killer!" when the
topic was not so upbeat which made her comment even funnier. We took
pictures with their family. I know we were there for the young women,
to give them that example.
I'll be real honest this transfer has been hard. Too top it off, when
we got home the lock on the gate broke so I jumped the 6.5 ft wall to
try and fix it from the inside. It was dark and late and I was
exhausted! I asked sister Daulton to pass our things over the wall so
we could just go inside and figure it out in the morning. Silly me for
thinking it was going to be an easy fix. As she was throwing things
over she wasn't paying any attention and dropped the keys to our
house, gate and car, down the 6.5 ft hole in a pillar between the gate
and wall. I was not happy to say the least!! My patience had fully run
dry! I then had to jump the wall again and get her to a spot where the
wall was lower to lift her over it. Not a simple task!! Thankfully our
landlord was still awake and was able to get a really strong magnet to
get our keys out of the hole. It was not any easy story to explain. By
the end of it I broke down. I was done. Sister Daulton was upset with
herself and I was upset with her. I always wondered what parenting
would be like and I think this transfer I got a great taste of it. In
the heat of it, thankfully the spirit paused life for a split second
to whisper what needed to be done. In the heat of it, I listened put
pride aside and followed the gentle promptings. In the calm of it,
things were resolved. I could see what type of parent I would be. We
are always improving. Gods love is never ending. These aren't our
children, their Gods.

Sunday was probably the best way to end the week. Paula came to church
and brought her mom and son! What a miracle! Paula said "this feels
right" and had a huge smile the whole time. And her son wants to come
back too so they are making him a part in the primary program. I wish
I could work with them all the way to baptism but I know they are in
good hands with the ward and will be right at home.
After dinner we got to go to a multi stake youth fireside by Brad
Wilcox. He is a wonderful speaker and relates the gospel so well to us
personally. I took some good notes but my email is getting long so it
may have to wait. To top it off, I had the lucky surprise of seeing
the youth from the Inspirada and Madera Canyon wards which was
Afterwards I was talking to a sister who is super awesome and has been
out for about 9months. We will definitely have to hangout after the
mission! We talked about the hard times on our missions and she said
looking at me she would never think I would have a hard time. The
conversation was really heartfelt. She has so many incredible
qualities as a missionary and a kind hearted person. I tried to
explain my view on missions and the things I've taken away so far. She
began to tear up and told me that this was something she really needed
to hear. She told me that she really looks up to me. That she just
sees a light in me and when she thinks of her mission vision she wants
to become more like me because I'm relaxed but I put my personality in
the gospel and I seem mature. Being out of leadership this transfer I
thought my influence on others would be limited, but Gods timing is
best. He was able to use me as a tool in a unique way to touch other
missionaries, members and investigators that I wouldn't have been able
to impact otherwise.

SPIRITUAL THOUGHT: Window at the Pool (Aug 2015 Ensign)
I chose this article because I'm pretty sure this is our family
someone just took credit for the story. This is for you, mom, because
I know being an empty nester is hard. Be proud of the experiences we
had in our home to learn, grow and become virtuous daughters. Even
though times have changed we can still learn gospel lessons through
our families even if we are all scatter around the country. We are
still family.

Our vacation was ending. Over waffles that morning, we planned how to
make the most of our time at the hotel before enduring the five-hour
drive home. My husband decided to take our three young daughters for a
final escapade in the pool. I would take advantage of a treadmill in
the workout room.
    The treadmill I chose faced a wall-sized window overlooking the
swimming pool. Shortly I saw a family, my family, make their way to
the pool. Towels, shoes, and T-shirts flew everywhere as the girls
excitedly prepared to jump into the water. Normally I would be
following behind them, gathering up clothes and shoes and, quite
honestly, being a bit annoyed by it all. Instead, I saw this family
from the outside looking in, as though the giant window before me was
a movie screen. As my feet pounded a rhythm on the rotating belt
beneath, I watched.
    I saw how happy everyone was, laughing and playing together, and
I thought about the times I had become discouraged by the petty
arguments that inevitably arise in a family, by the uneasy feeling
that, despite my best effort, I was failing to teach my children to
love each other. But as I watched, I saw people who were happy
together. I discovered that I wasn’t failing to teach them to love one
another; I was just failing to notice that they could.
    I watched one of the girls jumping from the pool’s edge over and
over again into her daddy’s arms. I thought about all the big jumps
she would make throughout her life and hoped she would trust Heavenly
Father to catch her each time. I knew that with each jump she was
learning to trust and that being part of our family was a safe way to
learn that trust. (Amanda)
    Another daughter sought to perfect a swimming skill. I saw how
her family’s encouragement kept her trying. There would be times in
her life when she would need that same support in the face of more
difficult challenges. (Me)
    And then I watched as our third daughter was accidentally bumped
into the pool. Upset and angry, she sputtered her way out of the water
and into a chair. Immediately her family noticed she was missing. I
watched each one lovingly encourage her to rejoin them. She eventually
did, and I thought of her future, of all the times she would be hurt
and feel like giving up. I hoped she would always find in the love of
her family the strength to endure. (Natalie...who else would swim into
a wall?)
    Suddenly, the realization hit me: our families can be a key to
our ability to learn, understand, and live the gospel. Nephi noted
that “by small means the Lord can bring about great things” (1 Nephi
16:29). And so it is with families. Yes, parents struggle. But every
effort to teach and train and love, no matter how small, matters.
    My little movie drew to a close. As I turned off the treadmill
and watched my family gather their clothes, I felt renewed
determination to keep going, to keep doing all the little things that
I sometimes worry don’t make a difference.

Sister Daulton quotes: "Watch, one day I'm going to end up kicking a
rock right at a rattle snakes feet... Well not at his feet, but you
know what I mean."
"There was a gigantic spider that I smashed with my shoe!... Something
needs to be done about this because if there is one then there are
more!... They are like rabid potato chips!"
"Maybe he will let me have a dog...No?...It was worth a try." (New
housing director)
"I'm not hast tagging anything 'dope'... What is a hash tag?" (#dope
district council)
"It's too hot to get a dog in Las Vegas...This is the kind of pet I'll
get!...A small tree... It even shakes hands... Nice to meet you too!"
"Get out of the road you stupid rabbit!!!... I mean cute rabbit!!"
"Do you think the Mormon tabernacle choir can only listen to the
Mormon tabernacle choir?... I don't think so because that would just
be conceded."
"Oh look! Pest control!... I think they are looking for me..." (Pest
control sign on a door)
"You know Mormon missionaries would make the best drug dealers... No
one would expect drugs in a Book of Mormon!... When president calls us
into his office just smile and nod... Now let's go get some
"If they make us move apartments on pday I'm going to riot!"
"I managed not to sneeze like an evil chihuahua!"
"I'm not a hoarder...I'm a collector... I'm not a hoarder, I'm not a
hoarder, I'm not a hoarder... No matter how many times I say it, it
doesn't make it true."
"I like that car... It has good dog rescue can hold
lots of cages"

Maybe I should clarify for the readers back home. The ... doesn't mean
any information was lost or another conversation is going on. It means
that it's me being silent and watching the show while she is talking
to herself. Just in case you were wondering.

My Sweet Summer

Aug 22-29th

PDAY sports wear me out! The same elder always picks me to be on his team. I
think he either a)has a crush on me or b) he is afraid to be on a
different team than me because I'll beat him. I'm going with the
We had dinner at the bishops house and they are so funny! Sister
Daulton was telling some story about how she road her dog down the
street pretending to be riding Asland from Narnia. Bishop responded
with a "hey you better watch what you say that with the accent you have".
She didn't get it but I was busting a gut thinking about how
embarrassed she would be if she thought people heard her say "ass
land" instead of Asland. Hahaha
On our way home a sweet storm rolled in and I got some awesome pictures.

Tuesday was the youth temple trip for the ward. We got creative and
invited our investigator Jenna to have a temple tour while they youth
were doing baptisms. She was really nervous at first because she
didn't know what to expect but she thought it was beautiful and
enjoyed the spirit. We even took her to the new family history center
next door because she loves doing family history. Afterwards we read 3
nephi chapter 11 when Christ comes to the Americas to visit the people
at the temple in the temple waiting room as more youth came out to
join us. (The Las Vegas temple has a big area to wait in for
nonmembers unlike the OKC Temple.) The spirit was really strong. I'm
excited to see Jenna grow in the gospel, it's just really difficult
because she doesn't have a support system at home to help her progress
Afterwards we ate dinner with the Chowens. Sister Chowen is the Young
Women's President and her family is awesome! They are the ones who had
me flick whip cream in my hand and catch it in my mouth. After dinner
they took us to this donut shop that reminded me of daylight donuts.
So great!

Wednesday we had exchanges. I was in my old stomping grounds, the
Foothills YSA ward. We saw a lot of miracle revisiting the people that
I had once taught but fell under the radar because of new missionaries
coming in and out. Our dinner appointment was with a family I hadn't
met before but they recognized me from speaking at the Camp PMG
fireside like a month ago! I spoke for 5 minutes and now I feel like a

Thursday, throughout the whole day we had been teaching about the Plan
of Salvation. To top it off we had an incredible lesson with a guy
named Mike. We had met him our first week in the area and he was
really nice but super busy so we never were able to catch him after
that. However the spirit lead us to knock on his door and try again.
He came out and talked with us and as we talked our conversation
flowed into teaching him about the plan of salvation. It so happened
that just earlier that day he and his wife (who is pregnant) went to
the doctors to hear their baby's heart beat for the first time. He
soaked up everything that we were saying and could not stop smiling
when we would testify because he knew it was true. He especially like
our answer to "what happens to those who never had the opportunity to
be baptized in this life?". We explained to him the purpose of the
spirit world and doing temple work. This gave him so much comfort. At
the end we invited him to be baptized and before we could say anything
else he told us he would pray about it.

Friday we invited a young women to come with us to teach about the
plan of salvation and asked her to be prepared to share her testimony
on how families can be together forever. When we picked her up she had
her written testimony on index cards, a small family photo album and a
book "My Turn on Earth". She was so excited and said that she was
meant to come to this lesson because she was adopted and has a strong
testimony of Gods plan. Unfortunately the lesson fell through but she
so badly wanted to teach with us so she took us to one of her friends
house, Carly, who has been to almost every church activity and was
even supposed to come to the temple but makes us every excuse to come
to church. Missionaries have never been able to meet with Carly so
this was a miracle! The young women basically lead the lesson and it
was so neat seeing the member missionary work. I forgot to mention
this young women was 12! Stellar!

Saturday at the ward party, we told the Young Women's president about
all the miracles that we've seen having the young women come out with
us. She said that she believes we were sent to this ward for a reason.
Some of the young women have been sitting on a fence but now know and
feel the blessings from being truly devoted. It's neat seeing the
conversion of nonmembers and members.
The ward party was at a park up against Black Mountain. While we were
walking to the picnic we met a lady who had just moved from Edmond and
had worked with someone who's kids went to Memorial! Small world.
The ward had a slip and slide kickball field set up with kiddy pools
as bases. Once the game was over they made a giant slip and slide
going down the hill. It's not a fun ward party until an ambulance is
needed... Right? One of the young men broke his ankle going down. I
didn't see it but I'm sure it looked awful. Some other young men took
a giant tire and thought it would be fun to get inside and roll down
the hill a couple times. I got dizzy just watching! Overall it was
great. The ward reminds me of the old Edmond 1st, everyone is close
and was having a great time. Sister Daulton asked if she could "take a
turn on the cooking table" (the grill to cook hamburgers). Bishop said
"I don't know if that would be a good idea... It might have something
to do with the length of your arms." It was funny.

Sunday church was great. Jenna's mom wouldn't let her go so it might
be a struggle to help her get that support she needs. At the beginning
of Relief society I had sat down and a sister asked where sister
Daulton was but then saw she was up and about all over the room. She
then said "I admire you for your patience with her, do you sometimes
find it difficult?" I said in the most positive way "she keeps things
interesting. I always have stories to send home!" The members are
really good about making sure I'm okay and helping Sister Daulton.
Honestly, I try and block out most of what she says. She repeats
herself a lot. In a way she's like grandpa, how he has his bingo sheet
of stories but hers are over exaggerated. Think about living with a
hyper squirrel that I basically trips over, has a maturity level of a
12 year old but talks like she's 92! It's been a long six weeks, but I
wouldn't trade what I've learned for anything.

Spiritual thought: 1) this is a quote from one of Elder Hollands talks
"The Justice and Mercy of God". A favorite British scholar said: “I do
not think that all who choose wrong roads perish; but their rescue
consists in being put back on the right road. A [mathematical] sum
[incorrectly worked] can be put right: but only by going back till you
find the error and [then] working it afresh from that point, never by
simply going on. Evil can be undone, but it cannot ‘develop’ into
good. Time does not heal it. The spell must be unwound.”
And 2) I've always wondered what it would be like to not have the
gospel in my life. I was reading in JSH and Oliver Cowdery gave a
great analogy as he shared his experience "What joy! what wonder! what
amazement! While the world was racked and distracted--while millions
were groping as the blind for the wall, and while all men were resting
upon uncertainty, as a general mass, our eyes beheld, our ears heard,
as in the ‘blaze of day’;". I've never had to search for the truth
because it's always been right here. Although I am still afraid of the
dark so I know the empty feeling of being in a pitch black room trying
to find a wall or a table to orient yourself with but being left with
nothing- completely empty. The gospel of Jesus Christ is not only a
wall to guide you but it's a light that makes everything in the room
clear as day. When you're used to the dark of the room your eyes
eventually adjust. It maybe uncomfortable at first when the light
initially comes on but that is because your eyes have to adjust. Just
like the gospel it's easier to walk in light than it is in darkness.

Now for your favorite part... Sister Daulton quotes:
"It's common curtesy to tell someone if you have bed bugs."
"Watch this... This is called petting a leaf... Who's a good leaf?...
Bark... Okay I'll stop"
"That's like Gandhi level of fasting."
"Now there's not that "oola" connection" (taking out a 12 year old for
a 15 year old lesson)
"A bee flew in my ear and then the wind hit my head!"
"I need to get a desk organizer for my pens because this is quite
frankly 'redaunculous'"
"Purses= saddle bags. Bikes=horses. Cars=chariots. Investigators=towns
people. Members= cadets. President= war lord. Us=warriors.
Appointments= battles. Finding a new investigators= saving someone
from a dragon. Dinner=hunting. Scriptures=scrolls. Referrals=quests.
Temple= mount Olympus. Baptism= saving someone from the underworld. "

August 15-21 

Last Monday we took a tour of the Hoover dam. Sister Daulton stayed behind with a member and one of her old investigators to get her hair dyed. It was a shorter tour than last time but still super cool! The member who picked us up to bring us back was an older guy and he wanted to take us on our own little tour. Haha so we got to read a lot of those informational signs that no ever reads. 
After dinner sister Daulton decided she wanted to raced the member's six year old daughter... And lost. I have a video of it. 

We met a guy named Chuck this week. We were making a call, about to get out of our car when he came up and started talking to us. We invited him to church, set up another time to meet, and gave him our phone number. He texted us this: "It just so happens that I ran into you guys at a time when I am going through some really rough personal stuff. And you guys seem very nice. And I may want to talk to you and pray about it along the way if that is something you guys do. If that is okay please just let me know who's number I have here so that I can save it under the proper name. It was a pleasure to meet you and I look forward to talking to you again Chuck. ...
I would appreciate it. And it would be awesome to be able to get together with you guys sometime soon. Perhaps before church at the end of this week so that I can share with you the trials that I am dealing with right now. I am very good at sensing energy around people and you guys are both vey very pleasant to be close by and to speak to. I am certain that you guys will find a way of filling in some blanks with insight. Thank you for your time. Thank you for being out here in the heat and doing what you guys are doing you guys are just as important as anybody who is working anywhere. working at the ground level sometimes has a chain reaction that you will never know or see but just have knowledge it is there." Way cool! And we had him in our plans as a potential to go see at that time because the elders before us were never able to meet with him! Miracles. 

We've been taking a lot of young women out with us this week. It's incredible the impact we have on them. They always ask us a lot of questions and I know it's helping them with their testimony. Sometimes I feel like members never remember the missionaries. But I know I'm making an impact. 

We had interviews this week. President always has a scripture study with us and this time we read Alma chapter 5. It's all about inspired questions and a self assessment to make sure we are on the right path. I love knowing that I can feel completely clean because of Christ atonement and I can strive to do and be better. 
Sister Snow was proud of how I carried myself and my example to the mission. 
President said that he will probably transfer me and give me another companion to help but thankfully no one is as demanding as sister Daulton. 
The missionaries think I'm cool and want to hangout with me after the mission. I don't know why I never had friends before the mission! Haha just kidding. 
At the end of interviews sister Daulton said "I'm teaching sister Gier patience!!" Everyone kinda laughed and rolled their eyes and then she said "Sister, am I really teaching you patience?" And I undoubtedly said "Yes, yes you are." 
I did the Alma 5 assessment and had a mini interview with God. Sometimes I ask him 'why?' and then he gives me a glimpse of who I was before this life. Mortality is hard because we forget and have to try to become someone more. I know God has so many more "building experiences" to catch me up to speed and reach my full potential. I don't know if I'm ready for it "but a challenge isn't a challenge if you're ready" -sister Kohler. 

This week seemed really long. It was nice getting a break and being around other people. Even something as simple as eating lunch with our district. My district is great. 
Friday the youth always play night games at the park which reminded me of church kids I hangout with in Edmond. I gave them some new games they could play and they seemed to like them! 
Saturday we had dinner at the Young Women Preidents house, the Chowens, and they had heard I could put whip cream in my hand and flick it in my mouth. So they bought a can of it and asked me to show them how. Members love some good entertainment! When they tried it the whip cream landed in their eyes and hair and clothes. Thankfully it was all on video and posted to the ward Facebook page. Haha I love this ward! 
Sunday night I was asked to conduct the music for a mission wide fireside out on for everyone's investigators. You know I'm not musically inclined but I can at least fake it. However, that's not the worst part. I was wearing a pair of shoes that were a little too loose so when I was walking to the stand one shoe fell off and rolled down the stairs. I didn't want to make a scene so I let it there. President Snow was sitting near by and saw it so he had a hard time keeping his composure during the opening hymn. Haha 

Other funny things that sister Daulton did: hugged a pig and chased chickens around a yard. Housed a members kid at the dinner table... Probably just because she's never had anyone speak louder than her. Every night we roll the windows down and she sticks her head out of the window like a dog as we jam to EFY music. I'm working on her. She also always asks for a pet even though it clearly states missionaries can't have pets. I'm going to get her a rock at the end of the transfer. 

Quotes by sister Daulton: 
"I wouldn't wish a hyper me on my worst enemy"
"I've had too many run ins with small animals... So I can't pick up your cat" 
"I made a YouTube video...150 things to do with a cat!" 
"Lock the doors! ...or I could get out and run around like a monkey!" 
"I'm taking a shower. If anyone calls I'm not answering...but if president calls to say that he has changed his mind about getting me a horse, let me know!" 

Monday, August 8, 2016

Hey Ya!

Aug 1-7th

Let's start with the P-day report. It's a new zone with new
missionaries that I haven't served around yet. Of course I had to show
off a little. I shot a three right as one of the zone leaders walked
in so after that he picked me to be on his team every time. It's a
good first impression for the zone. Haha
Sister Sandoval sent me this awesome package with stuff from Alaska,
inside jokes and music! I'm so grateful to have some new music because
the days seem long with the same EFY song over and over. And I got the
package of the puzzle. I know Kevin Durant said that his mom is the
real MVP, but mom you are the real MVP.

We got a map of every house in our area. It's a small map. Im marking
every door we knock on and talk to someone. It's going to be
completely marked up in a couple weeks. All we do all day is knock
doors, drink water, sweat and knock more doors. We talk to a lot of
people. President may have to shut down or combine this area.
We took a member from sister Daultons last ward out with us one
evening. She is 12 but loves to come with us and her mom is okay with
it so its all good. 

In other news a member looked at me and said "wow you're so skinny!!".
She has had two daughters serve missions so she knows it's not easy. I
don't feel like I'm losing weight I just think that I'm "drying out
like beef jerky" (grandpa) so it makes me look slimmer.

We found another family with a golden retriever! We were knocking
doors (again) and the guy said that he had talked to missionaries in
the pasted and liked what they had said but wasn't too interested
because he skips around from church to church. However somehow (it was
the spirit) he agreed to have us come back again!

District council was good this week. We made a district vision "do not
look back". It reminds me of when Eric Duda would tells us that guys
are so much easier to coach than girls. Girls dwell on the last point
or the last mistake and then that mistake turns into another mistake
and the ball hits them in the face. Where as guys move on because the
serve is coming fast!

We had exchanges with the STLs. It's way different being on this side
of the exchange. We worked really hard and knocked on a lot of doors.
I wanted them to see what the area was really like instead of trying
to create miracles and plan all of these potentials I gave her a cut
dry day of knocking doors. She was exhausted by the end.

I know this transfer won't be easy. Heck everyone knows it won't be
easy for me. But sister Lopez (my STL)  said some really genuine
things that I needed to hear. She told me that she had never seen
sister Daulton so happy. And that I was one of those people who you
look at and say "how does she do what she does?" She said that I was
solid for her and respects me. She was impressed that I haven't had a
break down or that my companion hasn't either. She told me that
president is really proud of me too. I hope someday sister Daulton
won't have to be another missionaries "special assignment" but just
another companion.

This week was more wearing on me. There was a camp this week called
Camp PMG where every companionship over 3 zones gets assigned a mini
missionary to come out for us the entire day. On Sunday they had a fireside 
for the youth  they chose me to speak. 
I felt very honored. When President got up to speak he
spoke very highly of me. I think he knows how humbling this experience
is and how he wants to help but can only do so much. I feel really
alone because no one but Christ can truly help and reach out.
President keeps offering for me to come in and talk with him but I
turn it down because "I can handle it". I know turning people down is
prideful but I want to know I'm strong enough to get through this on
my own.

At the end of the night we had this super awesome miracle where we
knocked on this door and a lady named Jessica opened and invited us
right in. She had been living her for less than a year, was looking
for a church and looking for a change. We began by teaching her about
how God is our loving Heavenly Father and how the gospel blesses
families then the spirit prompted us to teach about the plan of
salvation. The spirit was incredibly strong especially when she opened
up and told us her father had passed away. Our mini missionary was
able to bare testimony of eternal families because her father had also
passed away. She said the gospel felt genuine. And the things she had
questions about suddenly made sense. She believed this was possible
because of the spirit and accepted a baptismal date!! It was so

Spiritual thought of the week. I'm going to try to make my emails more
spiritually uplifting. It's funny because most of the time when
missionaries start doing this in their emails they've had a change of
heart and the mission is finally working for them! I'm about 15 months
into my mission and it's finally kicked in... Better late than never!
This morning I was reading in Mormon. Chapter 2 verse 26 basically
says that the Nephites are humbled only because they are losing
everything, therefore they are wicked and the Lamenites are even more
wicked. They go to battle and the Nephites win, Mormon claims its not
because God is with them but just because of their own strength
because they haven't turned to God and have no desire at this point to
do so. However Mormon is still strong in the Lord. He still is
thinking with his head straight (sober mind) and the Nephites in a few
verses before, call him to be their captain even though he is young. I
think the Nephites won because of the spiritual strength of one man.
One consecrated missionary can change the work. That's how disobedient
missionaries baptize, it's because of the righteous that over powers
the unrighteous.
Also in Mormon 3:17 he pauses from writing the chronological events
and speaks to us directly saying that he is writing this for us. It
kinda reminded me of a note that starts out "if you are reading
this..." Mormon is saying "If you are reading this you're close to
death because life is short but at least you're reading this so you
must not be too bad, just don't be like these people, be better."

Love from Sister Gier