Dear Family:
What
a week! First of all, this week I finished the Book of Mormon in Russian for the third
time...reading out loud! I hear so many times that mission presidents
promise their missionaries if they read the Book of Mormon out loud, then they
will be fluent in their language. It didn't work for me. I guess that Russian is
too awesome to learn that easily. Reading out loud is so difficult, but it is
great practice.
President
Gibbons was impressed when he heard my goal to read the Book of Mormon 12 times
before I go home, and he even copied my reading chart I made to keep track of my
reading. He told me that he wants to do similar goals, and also read the Bible,
Doctrine and Covenants, and the Pearl of Great Price in three months. I figured
it out, and I have a new goal: To read the Standard Works of the church in
Russian every three months, while reading the Book of Mormon in Russian
every month. That is about 40 pages to read every day, and it is not a challenge
for me at all. Every time I read the scriptures, I have been gaining new
knowledge and insight. One such insight was about Koriantumer. At one point, he
is seeing all the destruction of the Jaredites, and he realizes that the
prophecies of Ether were being fulfilled. He recognizes that he was leading the
people to destruction through war, and he repented and tried to stop it. What I
understood from this is that even though Koriantumer might have realized he made
serious mistakes, he knew that there was a possibility to change. Unfortunately,
the people did not want to, and they were destroyed. Were his efforts in vain,
his energy wasted in a fruitless effort? No. He repented, and tried to make
amends. We know of Alma the younger and his miraculous conversion, but
Koriantumer did not have an angel to call him to repentance. He did that all on
his own. We can all change, even though it is hard. Though is seems too
difficult to change, it is possible, and any effort is worth it.
Elder Harrison and I got a call on Thursday from President Gibbons, and we were
needed to leave the next morning to Finland! It was a huge surprise to us. We
packed our bags, and went on our way. We had to send visa documents to the
travel agency in Finland, so that the visas could be made in time for the
missionaries. This was no vacation, especially when it started pouring rain
while we were walking to the temple housing. We were carrying boxes and cartons
of food, and they all got soaked. The worst thing was when we were drying off,
Elder Harrison found an umbrella that he left in his backpack, perfectly
dry...
On
the flight to Moscow, I met this kid, about 20 named Denis, who was going to
military school. He was very nice, and he showed me this film on his phone of
students at the military academy practicing how to control riots. They had all
of these shields, and they had to keep close while the "mob" would throw snow
balls at them. It was very interesting to talk to him. You always meet very
interesting people, and it is good to talk to them.
Fortunately,
we were able to go to the temple and perform baptisms and endowments. It was my
first time baptizing and confirming in Russian, and it was a wonderful feeling.
When at the veil, the attendant was holding a chart that had the words in
different languages, as people speak Finnish, Russian, English, and even
Swedish. The attendant had it in Russian, but it was written in a phonetic
English. I had no idea how to read it, and I thought he was using one in
Finnish. All was well in the end, and we even met a worker from St. Petersburg
who knows some of the missionaries here.
Afterwards,
we went straight to the airport. We had very little money, and ended up using
all of our change to pay for the bus fare. It was a little embarrassing to give
the driver a handful of change, and I accidentally gave him too little, and he
didn't notice. (I would understand, because I wouldn't want to count all of that
change as well.) But me being a good missionary, once we got to the airport, I
told him I gave him too little, and I gave him the remaining. It was very
little, but the honesty was the principle that needed to be honored.
When
we got back to Novosibirsk, it was 8 in the morning, Sunday. Though we were so
tired, we went to church, and I enjoyed every moment of it. Everyone was sharing
their testimonies, and they had such great spirits. I wish you could be here to
listen to these wonderful saints. These people have such strong faith, and their
testimonies are inspiring. The elders quorum president in quorum meeting asked
for us to share our testimonies, and a member named Dima shared his testimony of
the temple and the blessings of being sealed for eternity. I shared how great a
blessing the priesthood is in my life, and that we as God's sons must be worthy
to use it at all times. There weren't any other people who were willing to share
their testimonies, and the elders quorum president asked us why we were so afraid to share our
testimonies. I thought about when I was younger, and I never wanted to share my
testimony. He commented that as the holders of the priesthood, we were the hope
for the sisters, and they look to us for guidance and strength. It really hit
me, that as holders of the priesthood, we have such a duty, and are we
fulfilling it? It is like the words in Elder Bednar's talk last conference. They
still haunt me this day, and I promise myself that when I return home, I am
going to fulfill all my priesthood duties to the fullest. Here, where the
priesthood is few, I see how crucial it is. There is no excuse to be lax in
fulfilling of one's duties. I challenge us all to awake, and be men. Be holders
of God's priesthood.
There
was a fireside last night, and we went to help translate. The Huffakers, who are
a senior couple who will be leaving in about a week for home, shared stories
about the pioneers from the Willie and Martin handcart companies. (Do we have
any ancestors who were part of those companies, or were a handcart pioneer?
Could you send me stories of their journeys to the Salt Lake Valley?) The spirit
was very present, as we heard of the suffering of these saints. One could say,
was it worth it? Were these people's journey in vain as they perished from
hunger, sickness, cold, and fatigue, never to see Zion? No. They were able to
suffer in a way that only the Savior could have, as He prayed in the Garden
of Gethsemane. They were able to become closer to their Savior, and understand
more fully what price He paid for them. Their sacrifices left a legacy, and
their testimonies were sealed with their blood. They became martyrs, faithful in
the testimony of Jesus Christ. Their testimonies stand as a witness to the
world, along with others such as Peter, Paul, Stephen, Abinadai, Joseph and
Hyrum Smith, and many others. Shall we not honor their sacrifices?
These
people here in Russia are the pioneers. They do not walk thousands of miles, or
face physical exhaustion. Their journeys are different, but may be just as
difficult. They face humiliation and rejection from friends. Family ties are
strained. Some are even fired from jobs, for the sake of the Gospel. These
people may even walk alone, but they are preparing a legacy of generations of
saints to follow. Tears
were shed as Elder and Sister Huffaker shared their testimonies of the
truthfulness of this gospel.
Elder and Sister Huffaker are on the left |
I am so grateful for my ancestors. For their sacrifices, I am now here sharing the gospel with the blessed people of Russia. I have learned about how to be grateful, as these saints would pray to Heavenly Father in gratitude of their bounteous feast of a cup of flour. These people gave away shawls, Their only covering for warmth, in order to bury those dear ones who perished. These people truly knew how to be like Christ, giving of their all for others. May we be...True to the faith that our parents have cherished. True to the truth for which martyrs have perished. To God's command, soul heart and hand, faithful and true...May we ever stand.