Hi Dallin,
I can't believe the weeks are flying by so fast! It's already time to write again :) I received some insurance notifications that you went the the doctor. What was that about? It looks like they gave you 3 meds.
Let me know please.
How is Elder Musick doing? Are you drumming up some investigators? (ha-no pun intended :)
Is it getting a little cooler there?
We hope you are continuing to be motivated and happy.
We had a great, impromtu, stake conference yesterday. Elder Steven E. Snow was there and the new mission president and his wife. There were several investigators with our missionaries and the spirit was really strong. It's always nice to see people we haven't seen in a long time. Tim Light got his mission call to Korea. Wow! Same mission as John.
This is the poem Elder Snow read in Stake Conference: So cute!
Cowboy Poetry
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen, the wind and snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.
So Jake did what most of us would do if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck.
They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming!
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter.
(Now, this line ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter)
So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score -- in Heaven time is free.
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for help, well, he just plain wasn't there."
"Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers."
"Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season."
"Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!"
Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!!"
"That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying."
"A thousand angels rushed, to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while."
"And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in North Dakota ."
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen, the wind and snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.
So Jake did what most of us would do if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck.
They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming!
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter.
(Now, this line ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter)
So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score -- in Heaven time is free.
"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for help, well, he just plain wasn't there."
"Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers."
"Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season."
"Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!"
Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!!"
"That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying."
"A thousand angels rushed, to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while."
"And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in North Dakota ."
Ha!
Dad probably told you that he has been called as the assistant to the High Priest Group President. That means grandpa will come up and ordain him a high priest. Miracles are real and some take a long time and continue. As I watch his change occur, the power of prayer and the spirit are so real. The power of the scriptures to 'calm our troubled hearts' is SO REAL. This morning we were in our usual dither trying to get to work. I stopped, grabbed my scriptures, knelt down and made sure I put the Lord first. Dad stopped and knelt by me, I read to him and we said our prayers. There was an immediate calm to our morning! It's real and true.
I hope you have a great P-day. Keep your room and car clean! We love you so much.
Mom
Hey!
That was an awesome poem! I need to find a way to use it. I think president Jergensen would like it.
It is getting a bit cooler here. It still hits 90 and humid, but it is way better than 100.
Thanks for the little story about you and Dad. I loved it. It reminds me of Alma 13:28-29. This is after Alma is teaching about The melchezidek priesthood, and especially the office of a high preist. He explains the sacredness of the Melchezidek priesthood, and then finishes off by explaining the only way to maintain the power of your priesthood, which is through love...Its interesting, I was reading Alma 13 today in my studies.
Elder Musick is doing really well. He has some of the same focus issues as me, and I try to lead by example to help him overcome those. It is really through the power of the spirit, and Jesus Christ that weaknesses like ADD or anything else can become strengths. He came into the area when we were in finding mode, so he is having to be patient with the work, and love it when we seemingly fail. There is no failure if your work was consecrated.
So as of two days ago I have been out 7 months. Weird. Yesterday we had dinner with the Murdocks. They have four little kids. We taught them about prophets, and the restoration. First we had them all pick a random verse in the scriptures. I said "when I say go, everybody read your verse out loud." Of course it was a jumbled mess. We explained that after Jesus and the apostles passed there were no more prophets, and it sounded alot like when we read. It was hard to understand what God's commandments were. Then we had one of the kids be the holy ghost, and Brother Murdock be the prophet. The kid whispered a verse into his ear, and Brother murdock read it aloud. We had Sister murdock tell everyone what she learned, and she heard it all just right! We explained that God called another Prophet so that we could hear everything from God clearly, and we helped one of the kids recite Joseph Smith's account of the First Vision. The spirit was really strong, and it was so fun.
Oh and the doctor's visits ha. Well first someone in the ward thought I had shingles, and didnt take a look at it. So he ordered me some stuff. It was extremely painful and I biked on it alot for a few days and all this, and I couldn't sleep at night. So I felt like I should figure it out. Went to the clinic and I had some kind of cyst and infection. I got some anti biotics and now it is fine. It was rough. I was blessed. A lot of people have to have surgery done, but the antibiotics took care of it.
Pray for our members to share the gospel!
I love you
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