Monday, February 10, 2020

February 10, 2020 The Lord's Work

Hey friends and family! 
This week has been alot of getting to know the area and the members!! 
I have been thinking of my purpose as a missionary and I wrote this: 

I RISE at 6:30 to prepare for the day, not knowing what challenges he will place in my way. 
I PLAN every minute for the hours ahead and pray for the strength to not fall back in bed. 
I STUDY for knowledge and comfort and peace, for I know its through grace I can concer the beast. 
I SERVE those around me with a smile on my face, Knowing the lord will help me keep up the pace. 
I KNOCK every door that appears in my way, hoping to convince others to come and see, come and stay. 
I TEACH many people in the area assigned, letting them know of the plan god designed. 
I BIKE down each street wishing the wind was at my back, peddling faster to avoid a vicious attack. 
I BACK my companion as she carefully turns the wheel, hoping wherever we drive someone will feed us a meal. 
I PRAY to god, wetting my pillow each night, asking for my weakness to be replaced with might. 
I MOVE as directed, when told by the lord. Despite the tears on my cheek, I know I will love my new ward. 
I LAUGH at the simple mistakes we each make, learning it's better to give then to take. 
I LIVE by the standards clearly presented to me, hoping those who convert will choose to NEVER flee. 
I AM a Missionary and repentance I will keep shouting, because I know the gospel is true; Nothing doubting. 

As a missionary I rise, plan, study, serve, knock, teach, bike, pray, laugh and so much more! I love being a missionary for our Heavenly Father and savior Jesus Christ. I know that this work is his, not mine!! 

I love you all so much!! I hope you know that you are worth more than GOLD!! 

Love,
Sister Elgaaen (otherwise known as sister "elf" or sister "E") 

Using wood tools to turn a pen


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