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