Happy Holidays!

HAAAPPPYY THANKSGIVING, ALL! The fall weather has hit Mississippi with all its tornadoes and everything! Oh, man, it's awesome! Sister Harrison and I woke up to text messages and phone calls from three different members in our ward telling us to hide in our bathtub because tornado clouds (there's an actual name for those, but it escapes me) were forming by our street. We squeezed into the bathtub for about forty-five minutes until the members told us it was safe. It was quite the adventure! Don't be alarmed! We were safe; the funnel didn't touch down and nothing was destroyed. Everyone is safe! :) 

Everyone is much kinder around Thanksgiving and Christmas. People we talk to are more inclined to hear our message, and they are also happier to refer us to their neighbors and friends! Neat, right?!

While a bunch of our investigators are out of town until after Thanksgiving, there are still many people we can find and teach here in Flo. The Lord has been able to bless us with finding just the right people at the right time, as well as making sure we have unplanned days -- because Sister Harrison has been sick as a dog! 

I mentioned that in my last e-mail. She's since gone to the doctor and discovered she has a respiratory infection. She's received antibiotics, and is now making a speedy recovery. I have to brag about my companion for a moment: she's been so sick that she should probably not be out and about everyday; she's hardly been able to talk because of her throat and cough, and her nose has been stopped up and clogged, making it hard for her to do much while we tract. Despite everything working against her, she's still been able to wake up at 6:30AM everyday, go tracting, teach, and train me. We've been blessed with members who allow her to crash at their place for a while, while I work with the Sister Training Leaders in Jackson. Even so, she's still trying to work hard and show the Lord how much she cares. I am so blessed to have a companion like her! 

She and I have been doing our best to focus on the member-missionary work in the ward. I've said this many times before, but members are key in missionary work. Preach My Gospel has numerous quotes on the topic. Some of my favorites include, "Member-missionary work is one of the greatest keys to the individual growth of our members. It is my conviction that member-missionary work will raise the spirituality in any ward where applied" (President Ezra Taft Benson, 1985-1994), and "That is your mission, my brethren and sisters of the Church, that is your responsibility. Freely you have received and our Heavenly Father will expect you freely to share with His other sons and daughters these glorious truths." "We will attain our exaltation in the Celestial Kingdom only on the condition that we share with our Father's other children the blessings of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and observe the commandments that will enrich our lives here and hereafter" (President George Albert Smith, 1945-1951). 

Although members may not wear name tags, we all carry the responsibility to share the Gospel of Jesus Christ with all of God's children. You have come to know of the truth of the Gospel, and now it is your duty to share it with your brothers and sisters. By doing so, you not only bless others, but also yourself and your spirituality. Do not withhold from your lost brothers and sisters the blessings that have been poured out onto you from your Father in Heaven. Do not doubt the power that your testimony has. Do not believe you cannot make a difference. 

By believing you can change someone else's life and placing faith in your Heavenly Father that He will help you, you can and will find someone who is ready to hear the message of the Restoration. They are out there; Heavenly Father is just waiting for you to find them. 

There are also some precious gems hidden within wards that are very willing to do missionary work, but don't know how! Many times this week have Sister Harrison and I been prompted to call or text a member to go to an appointment with us, and on each occasion they've needed to go with us for a specific reason -- even if it wasn't that they needed to go with us! For instance, I felt prompted to call a member in our ward who greets us every Sunday. We didn't know him or his family very well, but we gave him a call. While he was unable to come to our appointment, we discovered that his phone number had changed and that he was eager to come teach with us. We asked when he would be able to, and he responded, "Any time, as long as you give me some warning. I have a flexible schedule!" 

This was an answer to our prayers! Ah! We were so excited! We love our members. Getting them out to teach with us is a challenge since most of them work or have children or are simply very busy. So, finding a member with the desire to serve and a flexible schedule was a serious miracle! 

While I've been writing, the thought of a visit we had last night keeps coming to mind. Sister Harrison and I went out teaching with a woman in our ward. The appointment we'd had fell through, and all of our backups weren't home. A little disappointed, I asked Sister Harrison who should be our last attempt, and she suggested a less-active family we'd visited many times before. They're an awesome family, but we aren't sure why they don't come to church, nor have we ever been able to teach in the environment of their home. Hoping for the best, we went to their home. 

They welcomed us in, but they were overrun with company and one of the kids was having his birthday party. Albeit awkward and unsure of what to do, the mother in the household told us to sit while she chatted with a friend. We looked to the member we'd brought with us and hoped she was okay with this, and she seemed just fine with the situation. Sister Harrison and I weren't sure what to do with all the noise and commotion...but then, things worked out. 

The less-active woman began chatting with our member. They talked and suddenly, she asked that her son pause the television as they talked -- which has never happened before. The member we'd brought with us was able to find out why this woman no longer attends church, and knew how to begin helping. I was so amazed! As missionaries, we don't always know what to do in situations like this when a person doesn't need a lesson or a message, just someone to talk to. We cannot always pick up on that, but this member could. 

You members are so crucial to helping others. Please share the gospel with those you know. Help out your missionaries and ask how you can help the missionary efforts in your ward. The Lord will bless you for your efforts. I know that the Lord watches out for you, and sends you promptings to help your fellowmen. Be humble and gracious, willing to act on the gentle promptings you receive -- and you will be blessed. 

Have a happy Thanksgiving, all! I'll be spending it with the Relief Society president this week! 

Godspeed! 

- Sister Rose

#TractingInMississippi

Sister Garry left us messages in our showers and on our mirrors...

What a Weird Week!

Hello!

It's a little difficult to remember what happened this week! Missionary Standard Time is so different from a regular week's time. It hardly feels like a P-Day today, and Sister Harrison agrees! 

It was Elder Beckstrom's birthday this week! He's 20! This elder is one of my Zone Leaders, and he's very good at his calling. Thanks for being an awesome ZL! #ZLBeckstromFace

We had a lot going on this week. We had a fantastic Monday last week! My mission grandma, Sister Garry says that the key to a great week is to have a good Monday. I can attest to this. Sister Harrison and I had an absolutely splendid Monday; we were able to go shopping and we got to teach three lessons in one night! It put us in a fantastic mood for the rest of the week. It also allowed Heavenly Father to bless us more than He usually does. 

We had quite the trial this week; Sister Harrison is really sick! She's been off and on getting better and worse, and now it seems like she's slowly getting worse. We've talked to Sister Olson (the Mission President's wife), the Zone Leaders, the Jackson STLs, and members from our ward for advice on what we can do to help her. Let me just say that Sister Harrison is an outstanding missionary. She hasn't used this sickness as an excuse to stay in the apartment and do nothing; she's been out working. She's been doing her best to exercise her faith in the Lord and still do the work in Flowood. She's wonderful -- but she still needed some rest. ;) 

We talked to the STLs, and we ended up doing a bit of an exchange with them. One of the coolest ward members ever allowed Sister Harrison to spend the day resting at her place while I spent the day in Jackson with the Sister Training Leaders. It was a blast! Sister Garry and Sister Moffett are the best; they really do a great job taking care of their sisters. They've consistently helped us this week with this, and they've been ready to come help us work in Flowood, too, so Sister Harrison can work on getting back to 100%! What a blessing these sisters are! 

As I reflect on this week, I realize how the Lord has placed us in the right places at just the right times so that we can share the gospel with the people in Flowood. We've met some seriously, spiritually strong people whose hearts are softened towards us as we share our testimonies of Christ and His gospel. I recall this one woman we met who squinted at our name tags, and she touched her heart and said, "You have Jesus Christ on your badge. That speaks volumes." 

If you look at a Latter-day Saint missionary's name tag, you'll notice his/her name and then just below is the church logo, which proudly displays the Savior's name in large print. We place this name tag just above our hearts. It is the Savior's name that has drawn many to the restored gospel. Sister Martin, the Filipino less-active we meet with every Sunday, often professes of the beginning of her conversion, which started with noticing the Savior's name on our name tags. That woman we met knows we are representing Jesus Christ, and she even told us that she felt that. She happily talked to us about Christ and the gospel, and I know that we've planted a seed for her that will grow and flourish. 

We've been able to do the same with plenty of other people. I know that there are those who have been prepared to meet us. It can sometimes be discouraging when you don't have someone stepping into the baptismal font, but the work is far more than that. Often throughout the week, I have to remind myself of Alma and Amulek (also known as the best missionaries ever. They're kind of my favorites...) and their trials as a companionship. It begins in Ammonihah, after Alma has been preaching in Melek and baptizes quite a few people. The people of Ammonihah were having none of what Alma had to say. In Alma chapter 8, verse 10 reads, "Nevertheless, Alma labored much in the spirit, wrestling with God in mighty prayer, that he would pour out his Spirit upon the people who were in the city; that he would also grant that he might baptize them unto repentance." 

This is something tons of missionaries do everyday. I've certainly done it. Alma was sure that his prayers and his faith would allow for copious amounts of baptisms in Ammonihah, and that the people's hearts would be softened toward the gospel. But if we continue reading, we learn that the people continued to have "hardened hearts" and figured they knew everything Alma had to say; they knew who he was and what he did; they didn't belong to his church and had no interest in anything he had to preach. 

Alma was heartbroken. They spit on him and forced him out of the city. He was discouraged, upset, and confused. But in that moment, an angel of the Lord came to him and said, "Blessed art thou, Alma; therefore, lift up thy head and rejoice, for thou has great cause to rejoice; for thou has been faithful in keeping the commandments of God from the time which thou hast receivedst thy first message from him." He is then commanded to go back and preach in Ammonihah. 

I'm sure Alma was a little afraid. These people just spit on him and cast him out of their city; they hated him. They didn't want him there, but the Lord did. So, he went back -- and he found Amulek, a Nephite who was prepared to receive Alma and his message. The Lord gave them power to prophesy and call people unto repentance, and thus began one of the greatest missionary companionships in history. 

That might be a little dramatic, but I do sincerely love Alma and Amulek. They're powerful missionaries, and we have been able to use their example in our missionary work. With an attitude like theirs, we've been able to find people who are sincerely ready to hear the restored gospel. We can teach these people; we can help them; the Lord's love will be poured out onto them, and all will work out. 

How is your missionary work progressing? What discouraging things have kept you from progressing in the gospel? Trials come and go; it's how we endure them that decides our divinity. 

Be strong and of good courage, everyone! It's been a good week! Know that we've been blessed in Flowood with wonderful church members, a large area, and wonderful children of God to teach. 

Have a great week! Godspeed!

- Sister Rose 

Soldiers

Goooood morning, all! (Or afternoon, or evening. Whenever you're reading this.) 

Here's a joke an Episcopal man told us on his doorstep (he told us many jokes, but this is the one I remember) after he'd said he wasn't interested: 

"Where you find four Episcopalians, you'll find a fifth." 

Do you get it? Because he had to explain that one to Sister Harrison and me. 

This week I've developed a newfound love for pistachios and persimmons. A less active woman we see every Sunday has a persimmon tree outside of her house, and she plucked a few off for us sisters and gave them to us. She's so sweet! And so are persimmons. :)

It's kinda chilly here in Flo! My jacket is getting some good use, and so is my umbrella. It looks like we still haven't recovered from the hurricane yet. But that's okay! It makes for great door conversation. For instance, Sister Harrison and I were tracting this week and were trying very hard to ignore the impending doom that was the storm clouds rolling in overhead. I stuffed my umbrella into my bag and regretted not bringing my coat with me, especially since it began to pour while we talked to a man on his doorstep. 

This man was clearly not interested. He was babysitting his grandson, and was very happy with his church. Every time I opened my mouth to say something that would allow us to move on to the next house, Sister Harrison would cut in and ask about his work, what he does in his spare time, if he does family history, etc. I finally began trying to give her the look that says,We need to go! But then it occurred to me that she was asking questions to keep us out of the rain! 

I tried really hard not to laugh, and failed after the man closed the door and we were left with a wall of rain to walk through. We tried to share my little umbrella, but that offered little protection and we ended up getting soaked! It was the most fun ever! I loved it! I laughed the whole way back to the car. Sister Harrison was less amused, but what else are greenie companions for?

We ended up taking refuge at the Griffins' home nearby. They're a really sweet family in our ward who truly spoil us. We huddled under my umbrella on their doorstep, and Sister Griffin answered the door with a huge smile on her face. "Hi, y'all!" she said, and soon her smile faded into horror as she saw our soaking wet skirts and hair and she immediately began to wave us in with a, "Oh my gosh." She then gave us towels, and we happily spent the evening with them. They took us out to dinner to this tiny barbecue place that had the Ten Commandments on stone tablets on display just outside. It was awesome.

Don't worry, Mom. The members take care of us! 

There is a lot out here trying to push the work back. I'm sure it's this way for all missionaries, and we know this is how things are when we choose to accept our calling as missionaries. Members of the Church are fighting a battle. We have been waging a war against Satan since before we even came here, and the battle is growing harder and tougher with every passing day. Satan knows what he's doing; he's done this for centuries. He knows how to twist and tempt God's children to turn away from Him, but it's up to us to realize the part we play in the battle against him. 

If we refer to Alma 2 in the Book of Mormon, we read about the Nephites' struggle against the Amlicites and the Lamanites, who are of a greater number than the Nephites. Concerned for the welfare of their people and the goodness of their faith, the Nephites turn to God in this time of trial and tribulation as they march into battle at the river Sidon. In verse 28, we read, "Nevertheless, the Nephites being strengthened by the hand of the Lord, having prayed mightily to him that he would deliver them out of the hands of their enemies, therefore the Lord did hear their cries, and did strengthen them, and the Lamanites and the Amlicites did fall before them." 

How cool is this! The Nephites were outnumbered -- and I mean crazy outnumbered! The scriptures describe the quantity of enemies as being as numerous as the sands in the sea! But no number is greater than the power of God. Heavenly Father gave the Nephites insurmountable strength and courage so that they could overcome their enemies and protect their home. The same can be applied to us fighting for righteousness in the latter-days. While we are not literally putting on armor and wielding weapons, we are still representatives of Jesus Christ. We are still God's children, appointed to fight for what is right and trust in the Lord. 

The world is turning, brothers and sisters. The world is twisted and confused in so many ways. It's so easy to fall into doubt, but don't doubt what you know to be true! And if you do, doubt that! To quote President Uchtdorf, "Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith." Faith is the foundation of everything. If you are struggling with your faith, look to God. Pray. Look for answers. They're there, as long as you earnestly seek them and listen to the Spirit. It might be hard -- and more than likely it will be -- but that's what makes it worth finding. 

Refer to Mosiah 7, when King Limhi is reassuring his people, he says, "O ye, my people, lift up your heads and be comforted; for behold, the time is at hand, or is not far distant, when we shall no longer be in subjection to our enemies, notwithstanding our many strugglings, which have been in vain; yet I trust there remaineth an effectual struggle to be made. 

"Therefore, lift up your heads and rejoice, and put your trust in God, in that God who was the God of Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob; and also, that God who brought the children of Israel out of the land of Egypt, and caused that they should walk through the Red Sea on dry ground, and fed them with manna that they might not perish in the wilderness; and many more things did he do for them." 

Trust in God and what He's taught you. Trust in what you know, and be comforted in the fact that your Father in Heaven is aware of your fears, your questions, and your doubts. But in order to answer them, you must have faith and act. 

I know that the Lord has prepared people for us missionaries to teach. I know that we have to find them through faith and the guidance of the Holy Ghost. We've already been led to a good handful of people whom Sister Harrison and I know the Lord has entrusted us with. They are our brothers and sisters, as you are to us, and we are going to fight to bring them closer to the Savior and help them discover their divine potential. 

Don't stop believing in miracles; know that they still happen today, and I see the Lord's hand at work everyday in Mississippi. The people here are loving and kind and willing to listen, but I'm sure there are also people like that where you live. 

Who can you touch with the gospel today? What truths are you struggling with? What more do you need to know and do to be a better disciple of Christ?

Ask your Heavenly Father. Be a light and an example. Be a beacon, and others will be drawn to your light. 

Have a good week! Stay warm!

Godspeed!

- Sister Rose 

 This was from Halloween, actually! It was pouring rain so we thought it was time for a selfie 

We made another friend while tracting! 

We found a cool tree at a park

Me creepin' on Sis. Harrison

We were in this cool nature park in our area. It's so beautiful here! 

Do I need a reason for why I took this photo?

Sister Dewitt in our ward straightened my hair!

But the humidity made my straightened hair not so straight... 

So much rain!

Greetings! 

It's still very wet in Mississippi. It's rained all week, and the weather was nuts on Halloween! 

I'm sure plenty of you may wonder what Halloween is like for missionaries since we can't dress up or go trick-or-treating (...if only). We have to be inside by 6:00PM, either in our apartments or with a member. For those of us in the Brandon district, there's this really cool family in the ward who invited all the missionaries over for Halloween! We got to eat pizza and chat and play some weird games. Sis. Harrison got some really hilarious videos! The missionaries in our district are really awesome; this transfer is going to be amazing! 

With the rain as crazy as it was, Sister Harrison and I weren't sure how we were going to get all of our tracting done. (Each week, the missionaries have to reach a minimum of 7 hours of tracting!) We tracted as much as we could everyday, and at the end of each day, we'd count how many hours/minutes of tracting we'd accomplished. 

On Thursday night, I was counting how many hours of tracting we'd done that day. By the time I was done, I was laughing because we'd done 6 hours and 59 minutes of tracting! WHAT! What a blessing!

This was especially a blessing while we were doing our weekly planning session on Friday. Over the past few weeks, we've collected a ton of business cards and phone numbers from people we'd talk to about service in the community, so we'd decided to call all of them and ask what could be done! We called the library and the Chamber of Flowood, and neither of those had any service we could do at the moment (the people at the Chamber of Flowood were really busy, too. They said we can keep trying back though!), so we then called a guy who was the Head of Parks and Recreation for the city of Flowood. When he answered the phone, we told him who we were and what we do and we asked if he had any service we could help with. 

Immediately, he told us about this alternative to trick-or-treating they were hosting at the park nearby. A bunch of vendors and whatnot were going to be there, and he asked if we wanted to pass out candy and set up a booth to share our faith with people! We were so shocked! He told us to go down to the park and find the Maintenance Manager and ask about setting up a tent. So, we immediately got our shoes on and rushed down to the park, where we met the nicest people ever. 

Rodger was the guy we were supposed to talk to about the whole thing. He asked if we had a table and a tent and chairs. We said we had none of those things, so he let us use one of the extra sets they had. Some really very sweet female inmates from the local prison helped set it up right in front of us, and then Rodger asked if we needed a generator! We said no, and thanked everyone. 

We then had about three hours to get everything ready. This involved running to teach a wonderful woman we see every Friday who has been a member for a year. She always offers such a wonderful testimony of the gospel and is always so fun to talk to. We taught her for about an hour or so, ran to Wally World to grab some candy, and then drove to the mission office in Brandon to grab a bunch of media supplies -- like copies of the Book of Mormon, pamphlets, pass-along cards, DVDs, Bibles...everything! The missionaries in the office are so kind! 

We spent the entire evening handing out copies of the Book of Mormon, answering questions about it, and handing out pamphlets. The people here are all so kind. I'm sure I say that in every e-mail, but really. People in the south can be so generous and loving, especially if you are doing something to spread the love of Jesus Christ. I know what we did at that little shindig was so important for some people who came to the booth. The Book of Mormon is a powerful book. It is the keystone of our religion and the most important book on the earth today. It testifies of the Restoration; it is evidence of the Restoration. It is truth of God's love and the Savior's restored Church on the earth that you can hold in your hands. 

And we gave that to so many people. 

Do you have a testimony of the Book of Mormon? As a person who grew up in the Church, it was always just a part of everyday life. The story of Abinadi was as familiar to me as the story of Noah's ark to everyone else. I assumed everyone had this; everyone knew this; I didn't understand that the Book of Mormon was precious. It's a holy book from our Father in Heaven, just like the Bible. But, as I've been introducing it to people and talking about it and really spending time with it, I've grown to truly love the message it shares and understand how important it is. 

Read the Book of Mormon. Read it with a purpose; reading to read never got anyone anywhere. Read with a question in mind -- what can I do to be a better person? How can I help those around me? What can I do to help? 

Any question of the heart and soul is a question the Book of Mormon can answer. I challenge those reading this to select a question about the gospel, about themselves, or anything in their heart and try to find it in the Book of Mormon. I know you can find it if you are sincerely, earnestly seeking it. It will come to you, and the Lord will bless you. 

Another thing I have noticed from this week is that teenagers are seriously the bomb. I love them. They're always so willing to learn more and ask questions! We met a few this week who truly want to strengthen their relationship with their Father in Heaven. I firmly believe that God put us on their front doorsteps to share our message with them so that they can feel a closer connection to Him and realize that they aren't alone and that there's a brighter, bigger, better future for them. I know that helped me a lot when I was that age; I needed the gospel, and I strongly feel like they do too. 

I would also like to tell you that I have a seriously awesome companion. Sister Harrison works so hard to be a good missionary. She's always seeking answers to her prayers and asking Heavenly Father for ways that she can improve. She is always trying to lift me up, and I know that her being my trainer was an inspiration from God. She's taught me so much, and I'm still learning. She's honestly the best, and I can't wait to see what else she accomplishes in the nine months that she has left on her mission. 

I think that's all for now. I'm sure there's more, but I always forget (even though I write it down...). Remember to love one another, brothers and sisters. As Christ said to His disciples, "A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another." We are all struggling on the path back home to our Heavenly Father; we are all doing the best we can. Uplift, don't drag. Love and embrace; don't crush and diminish. Those you see are as much of a loved child of God as you are; remember that. 

Have a wonderful week! Godspeed!

- Sister Rose 

Here are some pumpkins a ward member carved at the trunk or treat! 

And the Rain Came Tumbling Down....

Ninety-eight percent of the time, I forget all the things I wanted to tell y'all when I sit down to type out my weekly e-mail. I swear exciting stuff has happened here in Flowood! 

It's super rainy, for one thing. Sister Harrison and I were totally shocked yesterday when it rained constantly for a solid 24 hours. One of the ward members said a hurricane hit (hurricane Patricia?) and we were getting the excess rain and wind. It's so weird hearing that, like we should have totally known about it! We had no clue! So, it's very rainy all across the mission. Sister Harrison and I are being safe, and all is well in Flowood, so no worries! 

This week was transfer week! I mentioned that in my last e-mail, I think! We now know our new elders: Elder Cole, Elder Smith, Elder Bledsoe, and Elder Call! Elder Cole is now a Zone Leader with Elder Beckstrom. He's super great! Elders Smith and Bledsoe are whitewashing Pearl! They're a pretty great pair, and it's rather comical to see them standing next to each other. Bledsoe is 6'7" and Smith is 5'6", so seeing them next to one another always makes everyone smile. We also now have a brand new missionary! I'm not the greenest greenie anymore! That baton has now been passed to Elder Call, who comes to us from Payson, Utah. So if his mom finds this, hello. :) He and Elder Gilbert seem like they're doing a great job in Forest! I can't wait to see what these new elders will accomplish!! 

This week, Siser Harrison and I have really discovered how truly kind the ward members are. A lot of them go above and beyond for the missionaries. Sometimes when appointments fall through and it's too dark to tract, we end up dropping in on a member's house. Given, we text or call them first, but they're always so kind and let us teach their family a lesson! 

We also had a member named Sister Traxler who we'd asked a few weeks ago if we could simply practice teaching her a missionary lesson in her home. She said she may as well feed us dinner, which we hadn't expected. We went over, and she'd made chicken enchiladas, tacos with all kinds of toppings (or "fixins" as all we talk to call it here), brownies with chocolate chips and fall-colored M&Ms, and lemon squares. She even put them all in disposable baking pans so we could pack them up and take them with us when we were done. What a sweet woman! 

We've also had ward members bake bread for us, send us home with bags of candy (since it's Halloween time), and send us with most of their pantry, we're sure. I can't believe how selfless these people are.

I'm always amazed by the hospitality here. A lot of people aren't too keen on us Mormons knocking on their doorstep, but a lot of them are also very kind and very enthusiastic about us doing the Lord's work. 

We met this woman tracting the other day. She told us she was moving, so she apologized for the state of her house. We told her it was fine and asked if we could help her move. She laughed and thought we were kidding or that we were just being polite, but we're never kidding when we offer to help! That softened her a little, and she looked so touched! She invited us in and gave us some water. She then asked if we'd eaten. "We ate lunch today," I'd said. Without missing a beat, she replied, "Yes. And it's almost four o'clock." We paused and weren't sure how to respond to that, so she went and grabbed us something to eat and asked us about our missions and what we were doing. 

I want to bear testimony on service. There's always an opportunity to serve someone. I've learned that asking, "Is there anything we can do for you?" is always followed up with a, "No. I'm fine." So, we've been doing our best to ask, "What can we do for you?" 

I've realized that people always need help. There's always yard work to be done, something to be cleaned, a message to be shared, a hand to be extended; everyone is in need of some assistance, and if you're reading this and saying you aren't, reevaluate and try again. God has placed us amongst our brothers and sisters so we can support one another. We are not here to travel the road along the straight and narrow path alone; we are here to help one another follow Jesus Christ and His example -- and He would help everyone. 

My challenge to you this week is to find someone to serve. Send them a card; bake them some cookies; pay them a compliment; take their groceries inside -- someone needs your help this week, so pray to have the eyes to see them. 

In serving others, Sister Harrison and I have seen the Spirit touch them and soften their hearts. Service blesses others in ways you couldn't even imagine! For example, we were teaching a less-active woman that we see every Friday. She can't come to church much because of her health problems (of which she has many, but she's a trooper); she gets around on a walker and is mostly dependent upon oxygen. While we were visiting, one of the women from the Relief Society walked in and held up something that looked like a carrying pouch. She smiled and said, "Hi! Sorry to interrupt. I made this for you after seeing you at church today. I saw you putting things on your walker, and that didn't seem like a very good way to carry things. So here, this just drapes over the front and ties to the legs, and it has pouches so you can put stuff in it!" 

The woman we were visiting was astonished. She thanked the member, and said, "What on earth compelled you to do that?" The ward member just smiled and said, "I felt like you might need it." 

That touched me so deeply, and it touched the woman we were visiting, too. That is the kind of selflessness I think we should all have; the want to take time out of our day to do something nice for someone else. If Christ could do it all His life, we can do it for a little while. 

There's one more experience I want to recount before I head off. Sister Harrison and I were participating in Harvest Day this past Thursday. We usually park our car at the library and bike down to the neighborhoods and houses along the road. We parked our car as usual, and after we got the bikes down from the rack, we said a prayer to open up our tracting time. When we said amen, we hopped onto our bikes and were about to pedal off when a man -- who had been sitting in his car with his windows down, smoking -- called out to us and commented on how we took the time to pray before we went away on our bikes. 

We went over and talked to him and just shared with him our purpose and what we do. We asked him about church, and suddenly the Spirit began to push on Sister Harrison and I. I felt the need to bear my testimony of the Savior and the Atonement, and so I did. I saw something in him change, like a flicker of an emotion I couldn't identify. Sister Harrison gave him a pamphlet about the gospel of Jesus Christ, and he gave us his address so we could come by and teach him and his wife. His wife was kind, too, when we got to meet her. She came up to the car and introduced herself and said it was alright that we could come by. 

One thing I've noticed is that I speak more clearly when the Spirit is working through me. That moment right there is a testament to me that we are instruments in the Lord's hands. I can't take credit for any of the work that I do; the talents and the motivation that I have come from the Lord, and He knows what we need to do in order to hasten the work. I know He put us in that parking lot at that exact time for a reason, and I know that reason was to meet this man and his wife. 

I am so thankful for my Heavenly Father and all He does for me. I am so thankful for my brothers and sisters, and for those who the Lord has chosen to place around me so that I may know how to become a better missionary. I know I am doing the Lord's work, and I know this Church is true. It is the true Church; that I can promise. 

Godspeed!

- Sister Rose 

WE FOUND THE CITY OF FLOWOOD SIGN

I try to capture all the photos of the fall colored trees I can :) 

#AwkwardHarvestDaySelfies

I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT WE RODE A HOVERBOARD THIS WEEK. One of the ward members is a physics professor at Hinds, so he had his students build a hoverboard :) 

Holy Fall Weather, Batman!

Greetings, all! IT'S TRANSFER WEEK! Which is why this e-mail is brought to you on Tuesday! 

See, every six weeks, the missionaries get moved around, or transferred. You don't know if you're being transferred until a couple days before. So, on the Monday that would be your usual preparation day, you spend that day cleaning and packing. If you aren't being transferred to a new area, Monday is your Pre-Transfer Day of Service. You clean your entire apartment and your car (if you have one) and do service for the people in your area! Cool, right?!!

Sister Harrison and I get to spend another six weeks in Flowood! But, our district is getting FOUR new elders!! Isn't that crazy?! We have eight missionaries total in our district. We have stewardship over Flowood, Pearl, Forest, and Brandon, respectively. Flowood won't be having any changes, but Pearl is being "whitewashed." This means that both elders in Pearl will be removed, as opposed to just one of them being removed (if this were happening to sisters, it would be called "pinkwashing." Oddly, this is what Sister Harrison did with Sister Poulson when they came to Flowood a few months ago) . So two new elders will be dropped into Pearl to oversee the area. Elder Hainsworth is one of the elders being taken out of Pearl, since he's now going to be one of the new Assistants to the President! (We all knew that was going to happen, honestly.) As for Forest, Elder Cobb will be moving to another area since he's now finished training Elder Gilbert, who's been out for a transfer or two longer than I have. BUT! Elder Gilbert gets to train a new missionary!!!!! Cool, right?! And finally, in Brandon where the Zone Leaders reside, Elder Clyde will be ending his two-year mission and going back home this week. We'll miss you, Elder Clyde!

The weather here has been super great, honestly; minus some uncharacteristically hot days here and there. Overall, Mississippi seems to be cooling down bit by bit. The trees here don't turn orange or gold or red (with the exception of, like, two trees in the whole state), but the leaves still litter the ground and the mornings are chilly, and the breeze still blows in the afternoon. There's a farmer's market here we have yet to attend, but every time we pass it there's mountains of pumpkins! Also, the fair was in town and we totally went with our investigators. Fried alligator is pretty good, just FYI. 

Protip for Missionaries Who Don't Like Biking: when it's fall, try to ride your bike over the crunchiest leaves in your path (without getting hit by a car, of course!). It makes it much more fun :) 

One thing Sister Harrison and I have noticed about Flowood is that it seems to build one new neighborhood everyday. There's always an entrance to a neighborhood we never noticed; a street we've never seen; a development being added -- there are so many people to talk to! It's ridiculous! So, we decided to try and tract in one of these mystery neighborhoods. We went into one that we pass by everyday. The houses in it were large and spaced out, and trees popped up here and there. The more we drove, the more unsure we were that the neighborhood actually ended. Houses kept coming and coming and coming, and I was almost overwhelmed with the possibilities -- and then we found ourselves at the very end, in a cul de sac. With a hefty sigh, we said a prayer, and began tracting. 

We met some amazing people. Coming to this neighborhood was definitely an inspiration. That happens quite a bit, even if it doesn't seem like it at first. There's always someone somewhere that we can reach out to, even if every door is slammed in our faces. 

In another neighborhood, we managed to come across this girl named Olivia. She's super great, lemme tell ya. We knocked on her door around sunset, and so the sun was kind of blinding her when she opened the door so she invited us in. We started talking, and suddenly she got really excited and said, "Wait...are y'all Mormons?" Bracing myself for some good ol' fashioned persecution, I grinned and said, "Yes!" She only smiled more and said, "Like...The Book of Mormon Musical kind of Mormons??" 

Now, this threw Sister Harrison off guard since she'd never actually known that our missionary experience was made into a musical (not produced by Latter-day Saints, so please be mindful if you watch it. It isn't the most...uplifting broadway show, especially for Latter-day Saints. And if you aren't a member of the Church, please do not take what they portray as doctrine. Thanks!). I laughed and said yes, sort of like that, and Olivia immediately wanted to know more. 

We ended up talking to her quite a bit, and she invited us to get ice cream with her and her friends, and then to have dinner with she and her dad. She's a sweet girl, and we can't wait to keep talking to her! She's very close to the Lord, and very close to her family, too. She's also very open, and that's essential for teaching. The Spirit is strong in her household, and we hope to make that even stronger! 

This week, we also went to a Bible study that two investigators invited us to. They invited some college kids over to their home for food and Bible study, and they very much wanted us to come since we're their "Mormon friends." (That's how they introduced us, and we laughed kinda hard about it.) 

The people there were so nice! We talked and they asked us about our missions, and church, etc. We then began reading in 2 Samuel. There's this character I had no idea that existed. His name was Benaiah. He was a mighty man of David's, and the few verses he's in mention that he "slew lions" and did a bunch of crazy stuff that I'd probably never do. Benaiah is a risk-taker, and most of us are not. I know I'm not. We talked about the risks that God wants us to take, and how we can figure out if they're good or bad risks. Good ones come from God; bad ones do not. Very simple there. 

Toward the end of the lesson, I felt prompted to talk about taking risks as a missionary. Now, as a Latter-day Saint in a room of religious nonmembers, I was extremely unsure about that, even though they (being our investigators, who were teaching) were asking all of us if we'd ever taken risks and seen blessings from them. I shot my hand up after wrestling with the Spirit, and told everyone about the risks I have taken to become a missionary. 

If you don't know, missionaries leave behind a lot. As a woman, for 18 months I leave my smartphone, my Facebook, my family, my dog, my education, and my social life behind me so I can serve the Lord. As stated n my last e-mail, "I have been called of him to declare his word among his people, that they might have everlasting life." There's a phrase that's used a lot in the Church, and it says, "Missionaries leave their families behind for two years (or 18  months) so they can help other families be together forever." 

I don't know if what I said did anything for the college students in the room, but I know I said what I did as prompted by the Spirit. What risks do y'all take? Have you taken any? What risks has God been wanting you to take that you haven't yet? Why? 

What lion are you going to chase? 

Be faithful, brothers and sisters. My Heavenly Father has been teaching me much about faith and trusting in Him. Even if you aren't a missionary, you have to rely in the Lord in order to succeed. All good things come from Him, so what more good can He give us if we but ask for them? The tools have been given to us. We have the promise and the ability to be able to preach the gospel if we have the desire. Even if you aren't called to be a nametag-wearing, MTC-going missionary, you are still able to share the gospel with those you love. All you have to do is open your mouth. 

I would also like to bear testimony of the Book of Mormon. Many people ask us here, why on earth do we need more scripture when we have the Bible? In 2 Nephi 29, we read, "And because my words shall hiss forth--many of the Gentiles shall say: A Bible! A Bible! We have got a Bible, and there cannot be any more Bible." This refers to us in the latter days, and those who don't understand the necessity of the Book of Mormon. But in the following verses, it reads, "Know ye not that there are more nations that one? Know ye not that I, the Lord your God, have created all men, and that I remember those who are upon the isles of the sea; and that I rule in the heavens above and in the earth beneath; and I bring forth my word unto the children of men, yea, even upon all the nations of the earth? / Wherefore murmur ye, because that ye shall receive more of my word? Know ye not that the testimony of two nations is a witness unto you that I am God, that I remember one nation like unto anther? Wherefore, I speak the same words unto one nation like unto another. And when the two nations shall run together the testimony of the two nations shall run together also." 

The Book of Mormon is prophesied of in the Bible (see Isaiah 29). The Book of Mormon was planned to be given to us just as the Bible was. Heavenly Father has brought forth this second witness to draw all men unto Jesus Christ, the Only Begotten Son of the Father. I know the Book of Mormon to be the word of God. Its purpose is clear; its testimonies of God's love for His children brings peace and joy to all those who seek it. Read the Book of Mormon for yourself and ask God, with faith in Jesus Christ that it is true, and the Holy Ghost will testify that unto you as it has testified that unto me. I know that it is true. 

I know that this book changes lives, and continues to change lives. I know that Joseph Smith was and is a prophet of God. I know that families can and will be together forever. I know that I have been called to preach the love of my Savior and the message of the Book of Mormon, and the love that it preaches, and the doctrines it contains to all I meet. I know that the Bible and the Book of Mormon work together and do not cancel each other out. I know that they are true, and I hope you do, too.

I am a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and I invite all of you to read the Book of Mormon and allow divine peace and love to touch your lives. 

Have faith, be strong, and be kind. 

Godspeed!

- Sister Rose 

Tracting~ Tracting~ 

Tracting~ Tracting~ 

 I told Sister Harrison to pose!

My hair was so bad on this day...but we were alone on the street, so photo time!

This truck was parked right next to a super expensive-looking Hummer...

Droughts

Greetings, all!

I'll have you know I've officially had fried okra, and I love it! Just about all the local places around here serve it, so it's kind of a thing you have to try. I haven't found a thing I don't like yet! 

I won't lie: this week has been pretty challenging. We meet a lot of people in Flowood, but very few of them meet us at their appointments, even when we leave them voicemails and send them texts reminding them. It can be a little disheartening when you've snagged a member to come with you and you knock on the door and nobody answers. That's happened consistently for the past couple of weeks, and some people have stopped contacting us completely, so Sister Harrison and I have been trying our hardest to do our best and find those who are truly ready to receive this message we have to share. 

On one particular day where we'd gone out with a member, Sister Mullin (who is THE BEST) to visit a less active and they didn't show up, Sister Harrison and I were apologizing like crazy when Sister Mullin just gave us a big smile and said, "Everything happens for a reason, ladies." 

We just blinked at her, and we weren't totally sure how to respond to that kind of patient enthusiasm. She shrugged and said, "You know when you're in traffic, and you're hitting every red light and you're late, and all you want to do is get angry and frustrated? Just think -- Heavenly Father probably saved you from some horrible accident! Maybe you would've been speeding because you were late and caused trouble or got pulled over. Heavenly Father always has things a certain way for a reason!" 

Sister Mullin is an endless fountain of love and kindness for her fellowmen, and she's taught me a wonderful lesson since that day. Now, any time someone slams the door on us or doesn't show up, I just smile to myself and think, "Everything happens for a reason." 

I'm glad I was taught this lesson since the last half of this week was pretty challenging, But, through those challenges, we have some amazing experiences that we've learned from! 

For instance, every Thursday we go to the Mustardseed to play games and read books with mentally challenged adults. (Best place ever. I love it!) All went as usual this Thursday, but afterwards, we felt like we should go try someone we'd met in our area a couple weeks ago named Ed. 

When we first met Ed, he was housesitting for his daughter. He was very nice when he answered the door, and simply said he was Baptist and chose not to read from the Book of Mormon. We respected that, and Sister Harrison asked if he was into family history. Turned out he was super into it and we told him about FamilySearch (if you don't know what that is, GO USE IT) and gave him a card with the website on it. He said he'd go to it, and he then began talking about how important family was. So I brought up The Family: A Proclamation to the World (which is a document the Church put out about 20 years ago, and it talks about the importance of the family), and Ed said he'd go read it! We gave him a pass-along card since it has a link to mormon.org on it and our phone number. He then gave us his address and said to stop by whenever and he'd feed us dinner. 

Well, it wasn't dinner time, but we wanted to see how he was doing. We made our way to his house (which took forever to find...) and when we knocked, his wife answered. She was very nice, and they invited us inside. Ed was very excited to see us! He said he'd been reading on mormon.org about Joseph Smith, and he had many, many questions about the whole thing. "I ordered a Book of Mormon this morning," he'd said. "Are you here to deliver it?" 

No, we weren't, but we had one on hand, so we gave it to him. He was so excited about it! We said a prayer and began talking about the Restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He said he thought it was fascinating how Joseph Smith had a vision, and he looked to his wife (who was focusing on the muted television with her back to us) and said, "He saw a vision, honey!" When she didn't reply, he smiled and said, "Can you hear them?"

"I can, but I don't feel like listening," she said. Ed looked disheartened, so we tried to lift his spirits by answering his questions and continuing to talk about the Book of Mormon. 

We bore our testimonies on the Book, and I said that I hoped he would pray about it and know for himself that it was true. He smiled and me and happily chimed, "Oh, I already know it's true." 

WHAT?! OH MY GOODNESS! What a wonderful spirit this man had! We were about to continue when suddenly his wife slammed her drink onto the table, turned to us, and said, "What is your purpose here?"

We told her it was to invite others to come unto Christ, and she very plainly said that they were a Baptist household and they do not abide by Mormon beliefs, and we were intruding on their beliefs. 

Shocked and a little afraid, we apologized. Ed said he was the one who'd invited us, and that he just wanted to know some more and do some studying. His wife told him to do it on the computer, and we were very hurriedly ushered out. 

We were confused, to say the least, as we dropped into our car and tried to fathom what had just conspired. The Spirit had been so strong there, and we weren't sure why it had ended that way. 

"Everything happens for a reason," came Sister Mullin's voice to me. I sighed and thought about that, and a thought came to me: Ed wasn't lost. He's seeking the truth, and the road to the truth is uphill; it is rocky and difficult because everything will always try and stop one of God's children from remembering their divine potential. Even so, I knew that if Ed was not to accept the gospel in this life, he would have the opportunity to accept it in the next. A sense of peace came over me, and I knew that one day Ed would accept the gospel. 

People in the south mean well, as all people do. They believe there isn't more they need to know, but there's always more to know! We just want to help and invite. That is what we do. We love this gospel, and we want to share the eternal love Heavenly Father has for His children with all that we meet. It'll just take some time, as things do. 

Heavenly Father is mindful of His children. I know He's been very aware of me and my companion. I know He knows our struggles, and I know He's been trying to tell us how we can fix them -- and one of them is to have patience. 

He's also been telling me to stay calm, as I tend to overthink what I do when I teach, even though I love teaching. Just yesterday, we had an appointment with Javier and Jose. Sister Harrison met them with Sister Poulson (her companion before me) and they didn't speak a lot of English, so they gave them a Spanish Book of Mormon and have been trying to set up a return appointment since. And this was that return appointment! 

We took the Mullins with us. Sister Mullin is from El Salvador and Brother Mullin served a Spanish-speaking mission in New York City, so they promised to help us translate. Javier and Jose also preferred this; they wanted to understand the doctrine we were teaching, and they could do that better in Spanish. 

The lesson wasn't perfect, as most lessons aren't. I wasn't sure how he was receiving everything since I didn't speak Spanish, but Brother Mullin did a fantastic job at teaching and translating. Part of me was terrified of what was happening. You see, I have an anxiety disorder. That isn't a secret, and it won't be, because that's just how I am. It's been part of me for quite a while, and I knew it would be a struggle for me on a mission, but that is how it is. Heavenly Father wouldn't have given it to me if He didn't think it could benefit me somehow, and now that I think about it, having a sudden bout of anxiety hit me like a mack truck during a lesson taught me how to truly listen to the Spirit and trust in the Lord. 

And so, I did. 

I said a silent prayer that Javier and Jose would truly feel the Spirit as we were teaching and testifying. I asked that he would sincerely want to know more, and that we weren't overloading him. And as we taught, Javier was smiling and nodding; he happily read the scriptures we asked him to, and at the end of the lesson, he said a prayer and promised that he would pray about Joseph Smith. 

There are things that we don't understand, brothers and sisters. We may not understand why one person understands the gospel and another doesn't; we may not know when someone will accept the gospel; we don't know what Heavenly Father has in store for his individual children -- but I know this: Heavenly Father wants  what is best for all of His sons and daughters (and yes, that includes you). He sees things from an eternal perspective, not our limited, temporal one. We are loved children of God who have the greatest potential than all His other creations -- and what a blessing it is to know that we have a Savior who is here to help us, a Spirit who can help comfort us, and a Father in Heaven who smiles down at us as we strive to make those decisions that will finally lead us back to Him one day. 

Have a beautiful week, everyone! Godspeed!

Sister Rose 

The reservoir! (Or "the rez")

This is hanging in the Mustardseed's bathroom. I really liked it!