Forever Changed

Hi family!!!!

Well, the final week on my mission has already had one earthquake, one tarantula, I’m sure lots of caroling, looking for opportunities to serve and this weekend we have a baptism. A few letters ago I talked about the Mendez Family. I also sent a picture with them last week. We’ve been working with them for quite awhile... part of them were less actives and part of them weren’t members. Well, they’ve been coming to church for a while now, they’re reading their scriptures, doing family night, and this Saturday the daughter is getting baptized :) Truly a white Christmas. The best present I could ask for. Although I’m coming down to the end, it still doesn’t feel real. I feel like Hermana Yorgason will be me forever and it certainly hasn’t hit me yet that I’ll have to leave these indigenous people soon... truly my new family. People I care about so much.

Mendez Family

This week was really a great one. We went back to Betti and her family and they accepted to come to church this week and be baptized when they receive an answer that this is the true church. Kati (the one that had the dream) is coming to church and loving it. Oscar and Edgar are also progressing and said that they received their answer. They know its the true church <3. It was a spiritual week because we’ve been focusing on Christmas and studying about Christ. Fun because we’ve gotten pretty creative with our "iluminar el mundo" services... everything from doing laundry in big round buckets, sweeping people’s grass (yes, they do that here), and helping with English. It’s interesting how when you’re serving others, you’re really doing a service for yourself… I've never been happier. 

I think the highlight of the whole week for me was something small... but that meant a lot. Yesterday our zone went to a park to carol for a few hours and to hand out pamphlets and contact. I noticed a single lady sitting on a bench and paying attention to our little choir thing that we tried to attempt :) I introduced myself, sat down next to her and didn’t realize how much our 20 minute conversation would impact me. She just got divorced, doesn’t have a lot of money and started expressing to me how she feels completely alone and separated from God. She doesn’t know where to turn... and said that everyday she wakes up with a weight in her chest. I was able to bear my testimony of the love that God has for her, how perfect and complete it is. How un-alone she is and how much Christ understands her. As I was sitting there, in the middle of a big park, I was completely filled with love for this Hermana. Her situation hit my heart. Her humbleness. Her desire to become better. I could just see in my mind how bright her future is going to be (especially because the elders in that sector are going to go visit her:)) It was sad when she had to leave because I hadn’t heard her whole story or shared even 1/4 of what I wanted to say. I know that no matter the past, the gospel truly is the answer to have a faith filled, meaningful and happy future. Who knows what her future will hold, who knows why she came to that park and decided to sit down... but something that I do know is that I needed to meet her. For me. To help me see someone a little more like how God sees them and realize how much the gospel has blessed ME... not just in these 18 months, but my whole entire life.

Singing Christmas Carols at the park

Faith in the gospel has carried me during this year and a half. If you have read some of my letters, you may know that the mission hasn’t been all smooth sailing. In fact, its been a lot of a bumpier ride than I thought it was going to be. I’ve had many nights on my knees pleading with the Lord wondering why it WAS so hard. (I can imagine that every single person reading this has experienced something similar) I’ve felt weak, I’ve been dirty, bug bites, dog bites (oh I forgot to tell you about that. same dog, but it was real this time. I’ve recovered :)), dirty bathrooms, mistakes in Spanish, loads and loads of rice, and sickness... Through that all, I have come to know who my Savior is. I have come to know that the mission isn’t easy for me because it wasn’t easy for Him. I have come to know that TRUE faith in Him and his promises can’t come when life’s circumstances are easy, with good food, and parents to call and cars to drive. It comes when you feel like you have no more and HAVE to put it in His hands. I can now say that trials truly are blessings in disguise. "Joy isn’t the absence of pain but the presence of God."

It’s interesting as you go throughout your mission and one by one, see other missionaries go home. As I have continued to try and walk and come to love this work, I have seen how coming to the end of the mission is not the goal. We don’t come just to say we finished, but we come to change. We come to be more like Christ and help save souls. Just as in the mission, the goal of this LIFE is to help God in this amazing work of salvation... "that we may become the sons and daughters of God that when He shall appear we shall be like Him." and we will be able to look to God at that day with a pure heart and clean hands, having the image of God ENGRAVEN upon our countenances.

I know without a doubt that He loves us. He loves us more than we could ever imagine. He has so much more prepared for us than we could ever believe. But he asks US this question. "Do you love me more than everything else? More than what you have and more than what you do?" It’s a hard question. It’s hard because we’re human and we have flaws and selfish desires. But I hope to be like Peter and tell the Lord with my words and my actions, "Yes Lord. I do. I do love you. More than all of this". And what he will say to us in response is "Then feed my sheep. Leave your nets and follow me forever. I asked you to be a missionary and a disciple of Jesus Christ forever." He doesn’t just ask us to feed His sheep as a missionary. But the rest of our life. 

I love my Savior. I would not have been able to do these 18 months without him. Because my strength alone isn’t enough. And my words alone couldn’t convert children of God. But through Him, I know I am strong. And I know that every single one of you is and can be strong because we have the Lord on our team. He is everything to me. I love being a missionary. 

... And I can’t wait to do it for the rest of my life. 

Merry Christmas and I’ll see you on Wednesday!! Love you all!

Con amor, Hermana Yorgason

Iluminar El Mundo

Hi family and Friends!!

Another amazing week in December. I love this month. I love it even more being here with the Lamanites. And even more because #iluminarelmundo. I think we’ve handed out a million and one little christmas cards and invite EVERYONE we see to watch the video that the church has. Taxi drivers. People on the streets. Tiendas. Restaurantes. We’ve gotten some funny looks because we really are just so excited about this! :)

This week we were blessed to find a lot of new FAMILIES. Dad, mom, kids. Its always the best to teach a family as a whole because testifying about eternal families applies directly and powerfully. We were in a lesson with one of our investigators named Betti. She’s progressing well, loves the Book of Mormon and feels that our church is true... but has told us that the reason she can’t come to church or get baptized is because her husband doesn’t want anything to do with it and is pretty distanced from religion. We’ve been trying to plan a time for a while when we could meet her husband, but we’ve never found him home. Well... as we were in the middle of our lesson, the gate opened and a few minutes later walked in her husband. I was expecting to get a good talking to... or at least a gruff, unfriendly man. We introduced ourselves, asked a few questions and kept going with the lesson, now teaching both the husband and wife. I really felt the spirit strongly and as we finished her husband told us that he was really feeling empty and like he’s been needing God more in his life. He thanked us for coming to his home and wondered when we could come back to teach them more. Wow. The iceberg became the... strength and this week we have a lesson to go back with them. 

We had a cool experience with prayer on Wednesday. We had to go to Quito for a doctors appointment for my companion... which is about 3 hours away. We thought we left on time, but the bus went slow, there was traffic and we started to get a little worried... because its super important to get to the appointments on time. After awhile we decided that the best option was just to get a taxi, ask him to put the petal to the metal and hope to get there on time. We had 25 minutes until we were supposed to be there and when we asked the taxi driver, he said it would at least be 35 minutes if the traffic was good. Well. That was a little stressful. Hermana Bybee and I decided to say a prayer in the back of the taxi that somehow we could see a miracle and arrive on time. A while later, the driver took a turn to go on another road that he forgot about, the road was super fast, we started sharing part of the restoration, and before we knew it, he pulled up to the doctors office and it was 5 minutes before we were supposed to be there. Little experiences where the Lord tells you "I AM listening. I WILL help you. I DO love you"

I live in an amazing, beautiful place. With amazingly humble and grateful people. Isn’t it interesting that those that have the least, often times are those that are the MOST happy. We were in a lesson this week in a rather poor and smaller home. The dad was telling us that as a child he went many days without food and normally had rice and eggs for their meals. He said that sometimes he gets frustrated with his kids when they don’t eat everything on their plate because they might not have a lot, but they do have a lot more than some people. I began to think about life at home. How ungrateful are we at times. We don’t finish our food because its not the right flavor. We go back into McDonalds and demand a new one when they put ketchup on our hamburger instead of mayonnaise. Haha. I’m guilty of some of these things in my life. But obviously... when we’re dwelling on the things we DON’T have, we won’t be happy with the things we DO have. I sure am learning a big lesson from these people. I think we all could. That joy comes when we smile and give thanks. Joy doesn’t come from having THINGS, but from having a grateful heart. The Lamanites sure have figured out that one a lot faster that some of us. :)

I’ve also felt this week the JOY that comes from simple service. It’s so exciting to me to hear about all the services that you all are doing at home. Service truly does change us from the inside out. I think that’s why missions are so happy. Not because its all skipping and rainbows (speaking of... we saw a Gorgeous rainbow this week! I’ll try and send a pic next time), but because 24/7 you’re here to serve and think of others. I’ve seen that the greatest, most inspirational people in my life are those who serve. Those who think about the happiness of other people before themselves. "Even as the Son of Man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give His life a ransom for many." Matthew 20:28. HE is our perfect example. So grand and great, yet so humble and kind. He LOST His life for others, so in return, He truly found it. And so can we. I know with out a doubt that life has so much more meaning when it is spent in the service of our brothers and sisters.

May we all ILUMINAR EL MUNDO this month. Its the very best way to spend Christmas :)

Love you!!!

Hermana Yorgason

Ejemplos Para Mi

HI family!!

At the moment we just walked into the internet cafe, I sat down and feel like I’m going to pass out because we’ve literally been RUNNING from place to place today and for our zone activity today... we went to an American’s house and had a late Thanksgiving dinner! And if you can imagine.... a year without eating anything american, I may have had third and fourths on the food. And I’m just starting to realize what a bad idea that is to try and walk to all sides of Otavalo with that in my stomach. So.. forgive me. :) But I’ll try and highlight a few of the things that happened this week.

Our Zone - Late Thanksgiving dinner

Again.. it seemed to pass by so quickly. I think my favorite part is that a general authority came this week and we had an AMAZING reunion with him on Friday. The biggest thing that I took out of it... WE ARE DISCIPLES FOR LIFE. When we learn about this gospel and experience the changes that it brings, we literally CANNOT go back to who we once were. I know we’ve all had spiritual experiences before. Amazing. Inspiring. Times where we just KNOW that this is all true and that the Lord has a certain plan for us. Well... Satan also knows that we have these experiences. He doesn’t like that. And he will try and do everything he can so that we forget, doubt or ignore these amazing experiences that the Lord gives us. But our job is to never let the doubts of satan weaken and damage the roots that we have gained. He can’t if we don’t let him. Something that I’ve been doing the last few weeks is writing down my very favorite spiritual experiences from my mission (and the rest of my life) and wow... I am amazed at all of the ways that the Lord has and continues to show me that THIS is His gospel. THIS is the truth. If any of you feel like Satan has been working hard at ya lately, it’s something you should try. I know that the Lord blesses us with MORE as we show Him that we value the things and experiences He HAS given us. 

Well, the general authority did something interesting. He had all of those in their last change stand up. (Honestly, I didn’t stand up for a while.. halfway because I forgot that was me and halfway because... I don’t know if I’m quite ready to accept that yet). But he had us stand and said "you might think you’re going to go back to real life soon. But you’re not. THIS.. is real life. You can’t return to who you were." Like President Holland said... being commissioned by Jesus Christ to be his servant for 1 year and a half or two will change a lot of converts... but it HAS to change us. It has to change us forever. I love knowing that the Lord needs servants everywhere in the world and every one of us can be changed forever because of our baptismal covenant to serve the Lord. WE can’t go back.

We also saw some cool miracles this week.

Remember Oscar from last week? He and his brother came to church this week. For all three hours. And the ward was sooo awesome with them!! They’re practically family now and have a billion friend. That makes one happy missionary to see that :) They both want to get baptized and are praying and reading the Book of Mormon.

We also had a super special lesson with one of our investigators, Jose, whose wife and daughters are members and he wants to get baptized this month. He accepted the goal of the 24th and wow... he sure is doing his part. Every time we return, he’s so happy to tell us about the things he has ready (even though he doesn’t understand Spanish very well) but he is trying so hard. The obstacle is that he’s been having to travel to Quito a lot lately for work, so time could be hard, but we’re praying a lot and seeing lots of blessings.

Kati - My friend

Another of our investigators, Kati, told us yesterday after reading a chapter and praying that she received her answer and knows that the church is true. My companion asked her how she received her answer and she told us that it was through a dream. The next night she dreamt that the Church is true and she needs to join it. She was so happy. Just smiled through our whole lesson and told us that she is ready to obey any commandment that the Lord has for her. She’s 24... more like a best friend to us than anything. She came to church yesterday and LOVED it

On Wednesday we went to a new mamita named Clara. A lady in our ward. We got to her house and wow... she lives alone. Her husband left her and her kids won’t talk to her. She’s sick and breaking down, barely has any food and her job is selling in a teeny store that she has in her house that no one really ever comes to. We asked what she was doing for Christmas and told us... I have no one. Just the Lord. I’m gonna be here alone. So we planned to come and have a FHE with her Christmas day. Her example is so inspiring. She sits in her store all day everyday with her scriptures open, trying to learn how to read, and just reads and prays and reads some more. But somehow... she’s one of the happiest people that I have met because she knows WHY she is here.

Another family that we’re teaching.. Family Mendez. The mom and dad are separated (because of some drug problems) the mom has 6 kids and just lost her job. She told us that there are some days that they don’t eat because they literally have no money. And boy, can I imagine how hard that would be, but she trusts. She trusts that God won’t leave them alone, even though they truly are surviving day to day.

I can’t even begin to explain how grateful am I to be getting to know such great people. Its stories like these that make you think... wow, my life is so good. We are so blessed, and especially during this month, we get the opportunity to lift others who are in the midst of big trials like these.

I hope you all know how much I love you. How much I love the Lord. He truly is the reason that every single one of us can have hope... no matter how lost or alone we feel. Thank you for your love and support!!

Con amor... Hermana Yorgason

Happy. Grateful.

Hi Family!!!

For Thanksgiving I celebrated by buying myself a piece of bread and some chips :) No one celebrates anything of the sort here. In fact, it was about halfway through the day when I even realized that it WAS Thanksgiving. But nonetheless, I am always amazed at all the blessings I can write down when I think about how much good I have in my life. We sure are blessed. I’ve been keeping a gratitude journal and boy... life is so much better as we live each day looking for the hand of God in our lives. 

I also feel like it’s pretty fitting to spend a holiday spent focusing on our blessings in a country and place where there is so little. I’ve never seen so many kids without nice clothes, homes with maybe some rice and a few potatoes to eat. I’ve never used so many bathrooms with only a sheet for a door, yet I’ve never been around a happier, truly grateful people. My life will never be the same as I have come to realize that TRUE JOY can only be found in Christ. And because of that, I am so grateful.

I am also grateful because this week was filled with miracles. We found a lot of people that were open to our message, some of them came to church yesterday and some also accepted a baptismal date. 

My favorite... Oscar. We found him while we were eating at the house of a member and he was working nearby. He looks a bit rough from the outside, but man, he sure has a huge spirit and strong desire to become better. One day in the week my companion and I felt like we should go up to his house (quite the adventure hiking a hill and literally fighting off dogs with sticks we find) We found him at home and read some of the Book of Mormon with him. In his closing prayer, he thanked the Lord that we had come because he had had a really hard day and now felt a lot better. Its so cool to see how the Lord sends His help and His spirt right when help is needed.

We also found a family that came to church yesterday and another woman that has been wanting to find a church for a long time. She began to cry as we shared the first lesson and committed right away to come to church on Sunday. She said that she feels lost and has had a very hard marriage with a man that doesn’t respect her and wants so badly to feel the love of God.

Sewing for my investigator.

As many have written and seen.... We are focusing on service the month of December. Our mission president told us all... I hope that this month is the best month of your mission... and I know it will be. We’ve already been able to find places to serve, and mom... you’ll be glad to know that I’m using all that you taught me about sewing before the mission :) I got to help one of our investigators sew some pants that she sells. 

Our president made a few changes and now we’re working with three different wards! Its cool to be getting to know new members, but its been a hard transition seeing that many people in our old ward feel like the missionaries are being taken away. But, it helps me once again to remember that this is the LORDS work and I’m not here just to come away with best friends, but service where the Lord is preparing the way.

One last scripture that really hit me today during personal study in the morning. Alma 37:36

"Yea and cry unto the Lord for all thy support, yea, let all thy doings be unto the Lord, and withersoever thou goest, let it be in the Lord, yea let all thy thoughts be directed unto the Lord, yea, let the affections of thy heart be placed upon the Lord forever."

I am here for Him. We are here for Him. Living, serving, trying everyday to be disciples. And I know that if we serve this month because of our love for HIM, He truly will make more out of us than we ever could do alone. 

Les quiero mucho!!!

Hermana Yorgason

The Least That I Can Do

Hi family,

I can officially say that this week we found the prettiest, most peaceful part of our sector. There is a less active family that lives about an hour away and includes riding two different buses and walking about half a mile. We went out to their house this week and man... I felt like I was transported back to the Guatemala jungle. I’m sorry I don’t have pictures to send this week (the computers aren’t reading anything... you’ll just have to imagine it in your mind for now.) But I was so happy out there. 

Living with four people in one house is really quite interesting. Especially when one night the sink completely explodes in your face... and won’t stop exploding... so your only option is to turn off all the water in the whole house. :) Now there are 4 of us North Americans all living together, so it’s been really fun. Still sleeping on the floor, but this all makes good memories.

Exploding sink!

Our mission has been out of Book of Mormons for about 3 weeks and we finally got more this week. Oh how I love that book. It truly is the most important key to our work. And to our religion. Such a change has come into our work as we have been able to read with our investigators and leave chapters to read on their own and feel the spirit of the Book of Mormon. When I don’t have words... or my words come out wrong, I can without doubt, open up and read from the Book of Mormon and have confidence that the Holy Ghost will come into a lesson. We are so blessed to know that it is true.

Along with the Book of Mormon, my companion and I have made a list of "questions of the soul" that the Book of Mormon answers. We give this piece of paper to our investigators at the end of each lesson so they can choose one question that they’re interested in and then we assign them that certain chapter with their question written at the top. I have loved to see how a new love has come into their reading as they not only read the words, but ponder in their hearts how the Book of Mormon can solve real problems that we’re facing today. I know that should be a module of how we all read the scriptures. Looking. pondering. thirsting. growing. learning.

This week, Saturday, my companion and I got so sick. Like more sick than I have in a year because it was the first time that I haven’t even been able to go out a little bit to work. As you can imagine, as a missionary that makes you pretty antsy but even getting up to eat a banana almost made me faint so… we figured trying to walk up mountains wasn’t a very good idea. I laid there half sleeping, half TRYING to sleep and I had a lot of time to think about my mission up to this point... how good the Lord has been to me and how patient He has to be working with imperfect people. Imperfect disciples. Imperfect missionaries who sometimes still don’t feel like they exactly know what they’re doing. It was a physically exhausting week and obviously I was SHOT at this point. Somedays its just comical as you’re laying in a flee infested bed, with every muscle in your body aching and all there is to eat are molding bananas. Literally, we were in our beds laughing.

But I was humbled as I read in Jesus the Christ.  "The servant might well feel that after a day’s work in the field he is entitled to rest but on reaching the house he finds other demands made upon him. The master has a right to the servant’s time and attention... So the apostles, who had given themselves entirely up to their Master’s service, were not to hesitate nor murmur, whatever the effort or sacrifice required. Without regard to the master’s estimate of their worth, they were to account themselves as unprofitable servants."

I have never been happier than during this time as a representative of Jesus Christ. I’ve never been happier because this parable has come true to me. I am not ENTITLED to an easy mission. or an easy life. Or a million converts. or lots of people that accept our message. Every time someone says come in... it’s a blessing. Every time someone shows up to church, its a tender mercy from the Lord. We’re here because the Lord loves us. He loves us enough to give us another chance to become like Him. We don’t PAY him with our obedience and service, but merely show him our love, our gratitude for every blessing that He has given us.

My companion has written in her mission manual (white bible as some people know it) "The absolute LEAST that I can do." Our savior knows that we’re not perfect. He knows even every act of obedience wouldn’t repay him. So being completely obedient and dedicated to Him IS the least we can do. Even if we do have to pass through rejection and sickness and trial. Christ loves us. He knows us. Like Alma, we have the opportunity to glory in HIM. Let our weaknesses be swallowed up in Him and I have come to see that that is the happiest way to live.

I love this work. I love knowing that our Savior will never abandon us... no matter how alone we feel.

I love you all

Con amor,

Hermana Yorgason

Quick Note

Hi family!!!! 

First of all, happy birthday KC, Happy Anniversary Tyler and Breiyon and Tanner and Lexi!! Lots going on there!

Second of all... our P-day is now officially switched back to Monday. YAY!!

Third of all... I don’t have time to write anything this week, but I do love the Lord and love the mission. Thank you for all of your support. The Lord loves you!!!

Hermana Yorgason

Happiness

Hi family!!!

We just walked over two miles to find an open internet... don’t know what happened today, but I’m sorry about how short this will be.

The days just keep getting crazier here in Imbaya. My companion got bit by some type of bug at the beginning of the week and now her ankle is so swollen that you can’t see where it is and half of her leg is like purple. We trust in the nurse that Benadryl will do the trick :) 

The other day we were in a lesson of some less actives and their house is a bit old and... kind of falling apart. My companion and I started feeling what we thought were rain drops... until we realized that the little boy had just gone upstairs and was using the floor as the bathroom. That was a new one. Luckily we got out quickly and nothing too bad happened :) 

The weather now is either super rainy or sun that feels like its going to fry you up (yay for living on the equator). The other day a lightning bolt hit so close to us that it literally shot my companion and I into each others arms. 

Halloween didn’t feel like Halloween whatsoever, but 2 days later they had dia de los defuntos... which is pretty much like our memorial day. So... the next couple of days we were served colada morada and bread in literally every lesson. (It’s a fruit drink that they have here.) It was actually kind of comical as my companion and I would just kind of look at each other with the... uhh here we go look as we tried to put more into our already stuffed stomachs.

But apart from all of this... I am happy. I love the mission and I know without a doubt that God answers prayers. He’s answered a lot of mine this week. Like maybe you’ve been able to see... my changes in this sector have been hard. I don’t know if I’ve ever worked harder but I don’t think I’ve ever seen the fruits come more slowly. I’ve spent countless morning and nights on my knees asking for help. Help with the sector, to be a good example to my trainee, help to follow the spirit and find JOY and just know what MORE I can do to help the people here in Imbaya to come to know their Savior. Thursday was a particularly hard day. We walked up many mountains through dust to find that our investigators weren’t there. One by one our lessons fell through and Satan kept shoving doubts of ever having success in my mind. I tried to be excited for my companion, but inside I just felt completely crushed. I know without a doubt that the Lord is preparing miracles in each sector, but after so long of not seeing much progress, it’s easy to wonder what you’re doing wrong. (I think any missionary can relate). 

Hermana Bybee and I visiting a family

Well, Friday morning I got down on my knees and gave everything to Heavenly Father. I told him everything and pleaded for help. At least for peace. Immediately He helped. I know prayers aren’t always answered so quickly, but right as I ended the prayer I felt alleviated and so happy. Like although everything was coming down around me, I was ok. I got up and had so much excitement for weekly planning. We left that day, like all the rest, hoping to see miracles. And we did. A member in our ward told us that she has a neighbor that’s a member, but her daughter is not and wanted to learn about the church. We had a lesson with her and she was so excited to read the Book of Mormon and learn more. We had a few more contacts that we were going to go find. We passed a house with a lady outside washing her clothes... which is a very normal thing to see. But my companion and I just both stopped and started talking to her... I didn’t even think much, my body just DID. Well, after talking for awhile, she invited us into her house. We found out that she really feels alone and has been wanting for a long time to find a church. We taught her the first lesson and she accepted a baptismal date right away and told us... you bet I’ll be at church. I wouldn’t miss it. I left feeling so blessed. She told us that she had a friend that was a member, so immediately after, we went to the house of this friend to ask her help and she proceeded to give us even more references. At that point we still had a lot of lessons planned, so my companion and I literally were running from place to place through Imbaya. We had two other amazing lessons where I really could feel the spirit. Last night I didn’t even want to stop and go to bed.. I was just AMAZED at what the Lord is willing to do for us.

I love Him with all of my heart. I am so grateful for Jesus Christ and the knowledge that HE has felt every pain and every happiness. A scripture that really touched me this week was in Alma 5. Everything we do in this life is preparing for the moment when we will return to our Father. That perspective can turn any sad heart into one filled with hope and joy. “Can you imagine to yourselves that ye hear the voice of the Lord saying unto you in that day, Come unto me ye blessed for behold your works have been the works of righteousness upon the face of the earth." He loves us. He wants us to come home.

I love you all!!! Have an amazing week!!!

Hermana Yorgason

Dogs, Fields, and Joy!

Hi family!!

Another week here in good old Imbaya. This one went by soo fast because we were hardly in our sector at all. But... we were able to learn a lot from other missionaries, our President, and from the few lessons we DID get to have. I absolutely love testifying of Jesus Christ. There is something about it happier and deeper than anything else in life. I feel so so lucky to be able to do it every day... because He TRULY is the reason that I’ve been able to live my mission.

We had lots of miracles last Sunday. Lots of less actives came to church! Lots more than we were expecting, and they all left happy and surrounded by friends. One of the best feelings on the mission is when you’re standing there welcoming people to church before it starts and someone you’ve taught that week walks in. It’s amazing to see the spirit touching them enough to cause them to ACT. And we saw that a lot this week :)

I’ve talked a lot about the feisty devil dogs that are everywhere here. Well, this week I met the feistiest of them all. We had an appointment with one of our investigators and their dog was there sitting by the door. I knew from experience that I had to walk up to it carefully, not turn my back, not show fear, etc. But... I didn’t know that for some reason this dog had something against anyone who wanted to get into that house because right as I put my hand up to knock on the door, the dog completely freaked out and jerked up to bite my leg. I kind of flung my bag down to hit the dog.. luckily that kind of knocked it away and the bite didn’t go through my leg. No blood... just a good bruise now. It kept going crazy and looked like it was going to come at me again... everyone passing on the street took my side and was trying to scare the dog also. :) Someone even tried to run it over as they were passing by in their truck. Haha luckily I was saved when the owner came out. All is good

Helping weed the corn. :)  Loved it!

We had lots of opportunities to serve this week. And it is becoming one of my very favorite things. There is honestly nothing like working side by side with Otavalaneons in their fields while talking about the gospel. After a lesson with one of our investigators we had a few minutes until the bus was going to come so we asked if we could help them weed their corn that they needed to do. (Thanks mom and dad for helping me become a professional weeder before the mission. It made it a little easier):) I’m actually pretty sure my companion and I were both digging up more of their plants than the weeds because they seem to plant everything randomly and its soo hard to tell what is what, but they were nice and appreciative and I had one of those picture perfect, I’m never going to forget this, moments. It is so peaceful here. The sun setting, field, cows, hut like houses and the most humble people. We ran to catch the bus right in time and while on the bus... shook out our socks and shoes out the window because we were headed straight to interviews with president. Hahah. I guess that describes our sector pretty well. What you get when you’re called to Imbaya.....

One afternoon we didn’t really know who to visit so we said a prayer... two elementary girls came to mind that wanted to learn English and when we called, their mom said we could come over. We refreshed our language skills but also got to share part of the restoration and they were so interested and invited us back. :)

I think the highlight of this week was hearing that Jaider Altamiranda from Calderon got baptized. I don’t know if you remember him, but he was the dad in the family that we were teaching for so long. I remember so well what he said to us the first time that we met him. "Just warning you... I’m hard and you’re not going to convert me. I’ve already scared away two pairs of missionaries so I don’t think you’ll be any different." Well... loootts of lessons later, lots of prayers and visits with members, he gave permission that his girls could get baptized and this last weekend he got baptized. They were one of my very favorite families in Calderon... so it sure warms my heart that now they’re working to attend the temple. I love seeing miracles.

As I’ve said many times before, my mission president is so inspired. We had interviews and a few meetings with him this week and a few things he said really touched me. As he was closing and telling us how much he appreciated what we are doing, with tears in his eyes he said, "We don’t pray that you don’t have problems, but that you learn what the Lord would have you learn from those problems." Also.. that a successful missionary is one who can feel the spirit. I know that that’s not just talking about missionary work, but about life. Those who are successful are those who completely rely on the spirit and its guidance.

I read a quote this week that I absolutely LOVED. An elderly man that crossed the plains with the pioneers said, " We suffered beyond anything you can imagine and many died of exposure and starvation, but every one of us came through with the absolute knowledge that God lives, for we became acquainted with Him in our extremities... Was I sorry that I chose to come by handcart? No. Neither then nor any minute of my life since. The price we paid to become acquainted with God was a privilege to pay." I too am coming to know God here. And I know that every single one of us, in our unique trials can come to know God more than we ever have in our lives. But it’s our choice. And I promise you... that if you chose to pray to and trust Him before the world, you too will be able to look at your trials with gratitude and joy.

I love the gospel so very much. It is what keeps my feet moving each day. It is what keeps my heart full of joy even in rejection. It is the happiest message we could ever learn about.

Love you all!!

Hermana Yorgason

Prayer Is The Answer

Hi Family and friends!!

Sounds like another good week you’ve had. I’m still trying to get used to having P-day on Saturdays.. because its right as I feel like the week is warming up. Today we had a super fun zone activity. We hiked around a lake in the middle of a volcano crater and then all brought food to the church for a picnic. It was like a 5 hour stress free break from real life and I got to spend time with Hermana Juesky from my MTC group.

Zone Activity to a Volcano Crater.

This week... we worked hard. I’m just tired. But I really do love that feeling. I love feeling like I deserve my pillow each night, and I especially love when I can see the fruits. Lots of things fell through this week. We had everything planned well with investigators that seem to be progressing and members to come with us. But usually we would get there, and the investigators wouldn’t be there or would tell us that they didn’t want to listen anymore, and then we were stuck trying to make good use of a member on the spot. It happened a lot. But I was so amazed at what the Lord was able to give us and what he was able to teach me. We found a TON of less actives this week.. most of them after a lesson with an investigator had fallen through. So... we were able to visit new less actives with members with us to excite them and give them friends. And... I’ve found something out. I love helping and teaching less actives. I love it because through the Lords help, we are able to bring the spirit and help remind them of how they once felt. I’ve realized that although bringing back less actives isn’t the glorified and very visible work of a mission, it is still the same work nonetheless. Helping God’s children come back to Him. I love it. And I love seeing the light in someone’s eyes as they feel again the desire to follow Christ.

One of these experiences was yesterday as we went to an investigator’s house and the adults told us that our investigator wasn’t home... and the little girl came out and told us that he actually just really didn’t want to come outside. So... we were a bit bummed, but we just prayed and kept walking. We ended up knocking on the door of a family that are members but haven’t been coming to church for a long time and they welcomed us in. As we shared a short message about repentance, they told us that they really have been feeling empty lately and want to come to church on Sunday. 

Another one was a lesson that we had with another inactive family who have been passing through a lot of hardships. My companion and I were able to practice our 12 weeks training and completely teach a person, not a lesson. We asked them what they really desired. Why they want to change. What they want to show Christ.  As I bore my testimony about the love that our Savior has for them, I felt the spirt so strongly... stronger than I have in a lesson for a long time, and I literally could just see them in the temple. 

With Hermana Israelsen, we also found a less active family that hadn’t been going to church for more than 5 years, and with the help of the ward, they now haven’t missed a church meeting in almost two months. I know it’s not us... but it’s what the gospel can do when people are really able to FEEL the love of God and the happiness of repentance.

I know that the Lord is guiding us. And even though it hasn’t really been going how I thought or had hoped it would... baptisms, golden investigators, perfect schedules, etc, the Lord is really putting people in our path that NEED the good news of the gospel, and I am so grateful for that. I know that if I only work as hard as I can... His miracles will come in His ways.

We also had a fantastic meeting this week with our mission president about working for conversion and building the church... not just adding more people who will eventually become less active. He changed a lot of rules which is really helping the work move forward and I LOVE his perspective. Work, pray, help to convert.

We went on the crazy bus this week again. This week while trying to eat fried rice out of a plastic bag with our hands. Haha oh boy, I wish you could have all seen it. I’m not exaggerating when I say that every time we go over a bump, our heads about hit the ceiling. We FLY and... our rice kind of flew with us... but they’re good memories in the making! 

This week we went back to a house that we had visited and saw a sign on the wall that said... We are catholics, please don’t insist. Haha that definitely wasn’t there before.  I think that defines the sector Imbaya pretty well. But... we use it as an extra challenge and keep on knocking. 

My companion left her umbrella in a taxi one day and that night she was SUPER bummed. I tried to help talk her through it and cheer her up but she was down in the dumps. So... as we were walking through Imbaya, she proceeded to chase and flag down every taxi that passed to ask if they had her umbrella. I figured that I should burst her bubble by telling her that because there’s like a million taxis in otavalo, we very likely weren’t going to find her umbrella. But.. I supported her because I know that she was sad and had faith. We never found it.. but it was a good experience I’ll always remember.  (This is why it was a good experience.  Samantha didn't share this in her big letter but I feel that I can....)

This week my companion lost her umbrella and she was SUPER sad about it. That night as we were going to bed, she told me that she just wanted to feel the Lord's love.  I shared some of my testimony with her and told her she could ask God in a prayer if He really loves her and that He will always reply to that question.  Well, yesterday, we were in a lesson and she was telling that story and she said that as she prayed, she went to bed not feeling much and was a little sad.  She was getting ready for the day in the morning, and she went into her desk and saw my umbrella and a note I had left for her.  (Sorry mom.  I know it was a good one and kind of expensive) but I just had a strong feeling that she needed it more than I did.  She said that as she was reading the note, a voice whispered to her, "Yes, I love you" and that through another person, the Lord was able to answer her prayer.  That morning she had come over to me crying and told me thank you, but I had no idea about her experience until last night in our lesson.  Honestly, I know it wasn't me.  I know it was the Lord that helped her feel loved, but it was a cool experience to be able to be a part of Him answering a prayer. :)

My trust continues to grow in the Lord. It’s still hard here sometimes, but I keep learning something... when things go wrong, sometimes the only thing we have is our trust in the Lord. I saw the reality of this this week as I tried to have an ongoing prayer in my heart. I want SO BADLY to bring someone unto Christ. I want to use the Lord’s time wisely. I want all the planning and coordinating we’re doing to pay off. I found myself getting a bit stressed a few times this week because things weren’t working out and I felt the weight of the sector on my shoulders. But an interesting thing starts to happen as we start to put our life in the LORD’s hands. We are able to TRUST MORE that His plan is what will be best for us in the end and WORRY LESS that our imperfections will block us from His blessings. We can literally turn to him for ANYTHING and even though our problems may not immediately go away, He will take some of the stress and worry that we have. I learned a powerful lesson from Alma this week in Mosiah 24 and 26. That prayer is his steering wheel, not his backup plan. Talking about him and his people...

And so great were their afflictions that they began to cry mightily to God....

And talking about him being put in a hard situation to judge others, its says... and now the spirt of Alma was again troubled and he went and inquired of the Lord what he should do...

In both the these situations of trouble, instead of fleeing to worldly knowledge and solutions, Alma got down on his knees and asked for heavenly help. Prayer was his number one response. If we do that, I know the Lord will say to us also... blessed art thou... because of thy exceeding faith. 

Sometimes life just is a little hard... but it can ALWAYS be made better on our knees and talking with our Father. I know that without a doubt.

I love you all!!!

Con amor, Hermana Yorgason

Another Week :)

Hola a todos! 

Espero que tuvieran una BUENA semana! It was a good one here. Well, it ended really good. Here are a few of the highlights from life in Imbaya.

-Stake conference last week. We’re serving in a new stake! We got to wear anacos again and see President and Sister Murphy. So cool to see hundreds of LDS Otavaleneons in one place.

-P-day being Saturday. I guess it’s been pretty cool because there’s a HUGE market here on Saturday so we have LOTs of options to buy. So... if anyone wants an anaco, just let me know! ha :)

-We worked a ton with members this week and received lots of references with potential.

-Yesterday I got to eat some bugs.  We were walking back to our house with some members and as we passed by the church, they taught us how to find the right bugs, hunt them down, and then they fried them up for us to eat. I ate some BABY COCKROACHES. Yeah :) They actually weren’t too bad. More just the thought!

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Members teaching us how to find the right bugs to eat...!

-My companion let me use her heated blanket a few nights ago :)

-Very grateful for an umbrella

-I think the biggest highlight was yesterday when we found a new family. We had a really cool lesson with them and found out that the dad was planning on leaving his family that night. But we shared a part of the first lesson and asked them about their desires and wants for their family and the spirit really touched us all. The dad gave the coolest prayer at the end asking for help to repent because he doesn’t want to lose his family. They all said they’re going to come to church tomorrow! :)

-Right now there are four missionaries living in our apartment. Two desks and one bathroom. Some scary things happened with their apartment and got robbed in Quito so... they get to stay with us for a while :)

-I’m realizing how important my trials were at the beginning of my mission because of the empathy I’m able to have for my companion. The Lord has really opened my eyes this week about how our biggest calling is to LOVE and SERVE.

Working with a member.

-We about died on a bus speeding through the mountains of Patalanga.

-Classic little boy line "My mom told me to tell you that she’s in the hospital”.

-My favorite scripture from this week is Mosiah 4:9. BELIEVE IN GOD. I know that if we TRULY understand that He has complete love, complete wisdom and complete power, our lives will never be the same.

Love you lots!!

Hermana Yorgason

A few families that we visit.