Monday, November 30, 2020

November 30, 2020 On To Christmas

 Hello family and friends!! So sorry about the super short email last week... I completely spaced writing to you until it was too late.😂 

I hope this last week went well, and you all had an amazing Thanksgiving! 
We were able to meet up as a district for Thanksgiving. Everyone was given an assignment, and the Elders really pulled through! (We had our doubts... but they did awesome!) 

Now onto CHRISTMAS!!!! 

We recently began teaching someone named Eren. (She is actually the Mom of the MAYOR OF ALVIN!) 😂 She loves everything we have shared so far, and she expressed that she thinks it is time for her to find a church. She told us of the experiences she has had with our church. She has entered the church building 2 times previous to meeting with us, and she expressed this overwhelming feeling of comfort and peace when she walks in. She said she overhears her son listening to the institute classes, and she loves what she hears. She is eager to learn more. 
Please pray for Eren!! 

I am exited to start the "Light the World" this December, and I would invite you all to join! A simple act of service each day leading up to Christmas. 
I hope you all have an amazing week!! Continue to look for the daily miracles, I promise you will be surprised at all you will find.

Sister Barlow & Elgaaen
Last picture is The Alvin district having Thanksgiving Dinner on November 26th, 2020!








Monday, November 23, 2020

November 23, 2020 A move to a new Apartment and a new Companion Sister Barlow

 Hello Fam! 

Sorry this week's letter is SO short, but we are actually moving into a new apartment today!!🎉🎉 
I wanted to let you know that you are loved! No challenge is too hard to overcome when we work through the lord to accomplish it!! 
I hope you have an amazing week!! 
Pictures are of Sister Elgaaen and Sister Barlow with masks
Sister Elgaaen and Barlow unmasked
Sister Elgaaen with a puzzle




Monday, November 16, 2020

November 16, 2020 JIM IS BAPTIZED!!!!!

 Hello Family and Friends!

JIM IS BAPTIZED!!!!!!! I got the chance to speak at Jim's baptism, and I wanted to share the general idea of what I talked about with all of you! 
Picture yourself as a young child about 8 years old. Your elementary school class is going on a field trip to a beautiful mountain. You will see crystals and gems inside the caves as you and your class hike to the top. 
This is exactly what I was preparing for at 8 years old. I was so exited to go on this hike with my class. The night before the hike, I prepared a water bottle, filling it with the coldest water, and placing it in the fridge so it would be extra cold for the next day. I went to bed with excitement for the trek ahead. 
I made sure to bring my water bottle to school the next day, and soon we loaded a big yellow bus and began the journey towards the mountain. 
When we arrived and began the hike, I found it was harder then I had expected. I grew thirsty as we walked, and remembered the cold water I had in my Backpack.  Pulling out the jug, I unscrewed the lid and took a sip. Right as the liquid hit my tongue I spat the water out. It tasted disgusting! I was so confused. I had made sure to fill the canteen with fresh water the night before. 
My friend Burton and I stepped off to the side of the trail where we dumped the water out onto the dirt. IT CAME OUT GREEN!! 
I knew exactly what had happened. My older brother had switched out my water for pickle juice!!! 

Suddenly I wasn't prepared any more for the long hike. I became dehydrated and tired quickly. I was so focused on finding water, that I don't remember the beautiful scenery that surrounded me. Sometimes my friend would allow me to drink from her water bottle, but I knew she had a limited supply and needed it for herself. 
In the end, I did not enjoy the hike! 

Shifting a few years afterword's, and I am now 12 years old. It is my second year of attending girls camp which is a week long camping trip for young women ages 11-18. Part of this camp is a hike that differs depending on age. For girls my age, we were required to perform a 8-12 mile hike. 
You might be able to imagine how I felt about hikes at this point. I was not looking forward to it. 
This time however, I decided to fill my backpack with water bottles! I would not go without water! 
As we began the long hike, my bag weighed heavily on my shoulders. I dragged my feet in the dirt and my face was red from the heat. I fell to the back of the group and made my way slowly along the trail. 
Soon a leader slowed down to walk beside me. She could tell I was struggling to keep up with the group. After a while, I pulled off to the side of the trail and dropped my draw string backpack filled with water bottle's to the ground. I sat on a nearby rock and tried to catch my breath. The leader stood beside me as we watched the remaining hikers move past us. I did not want to go on any longer. 
She let me sit for a few minutes and then her face brightened with an idea. 
She reached out her hand and helped me off the rock. She showed me the string that hung down from her backpack; she told me to grab onto the string and to not let go! She bent down and took my bag onto her shoulders and we moved onward, connected by the drawstring on her backpack. 
With the bag not weighing me down, and my hand tightly grasping onto the leaders strap, the hike became easier... almost enjoyable. I pointed out the shape of the trees and the color of the plants. When we had hiked up far enough, I marveled at the snow that surrounded the mountain top in the middle of June!  Eventually I walked besides the leader instead of behind, and somewhere along the decent I let go of the leaders string and was hiking with a new found enthusiasm. 
I remember the overwhelming appreciating I felt for this leader. I let tears fall from my eyes as I expressed my gratitude that night as we sat around the campfire. 
For that leader, it might have been an inconvenience to slow down on the trail and take on the heavy draw string backpack that a 12 year old girl had so carefully packed. She could have complained or became frustrated, but instead she encouraged and loved unconditionally. 
She met me where I was, and helped lift me up to accomplish things I never could have done on my own. 
This is what it means to live your baptismal covenants. Mourn with those who mourn, comfort those who stand in need of comfort, and to bear one another's burdens that they may be light. 


Even though we might not recognize the difference we are making, I can promise that as we are living our Baptismal covenants by living as the savior did, loving and serving those around us, we are making a difference. 
I love you all!! I hope you get PUMPED FOR THANKSGIVING!!  

P.s. transfers came. I am staying in Alvin with my new companion Sister Barlow!! 🎉❤😁 

Pictures: 
*Crazy district 
*Normal district 
*Jim and Dot 
*Our district, Eric and Reverent Suzan in front of the Grace Episcopal church. 
*Jim, dot and us right before the baptism 
*The Petersons, us and Jim and Dot before the baptism. 







Monday, November 9, 2020

November 9, 2020 Consider Yourself Hugged!

 Hello Family and Friends! 


This week has really flown by! There is only one more week of the transfer!! 

 I had the opportunity to spend a little more time in the scriptures as well as studying conference talks. The topic I studied this week was the power of words, and controlling our behavior. 
I came across a quote that put contention into an interesting perspective: 
"Satan is the 'father of contention, and he stirreth up the hearts of men to anger one with another', (3 Nephi 11:29) The verb stir sounds like a recipe for disaster:
Put tempers on medium heat, stir in a few choice words and bring to a boil; continue stirring until thick; cool off; let feelings chill for several days; serve cold; lots of leftovers" (Lynn G. Robins). 

I am sure each of us can recall a moment in our lives where we have seen contention come to life as others or ourselves raise our voices in anger and frustration. Name calling, accusing, cursing, and more. The saddest part is this most frequently occurs among our dearest loved ones and closest friends. 
President Thomas S. Monson said, 
"Anger doesn’t solve anything. It builds nothing, but it can destroy everything.” (Thomas S. Monson, School they Feelings O My Brother, October 2009) 
How true this is! Maybe you have seen it in your life, or maybe you have watched this happen in the lives of someone dear to you, but anger destroys relationships, job opportunities, trust, and it even destroys your ability to be in tune with the spirit. There are innumerable things that anger destroys.

A common phrase people may use to justify their inexcusable language and actions associated with anger is "you make me so mad".  Lynn G. Robbins says,  "No one makes us mad. Others don’t make us angry. There is no force involved. Becoming angry is a conscious choice, a decision; therefore, we can make the choice not to become angry. We choose!" (Anger and agency, 1998).
When we choose to be angry, it becomes almost easier to let harmful poisonous words fall from our lips,  piercing, not only the ears, but also the hearts of those we target. People may forget what was said, but they will never forget how we made them feel.  

The savior taught:
" Behold, this is not my doctrine, to stir up the hearts of men with anger, one against another; but this is my doctrine, that such things should be done away." (3 Nephi 11:30) 
The lord doesn't want us to be angry! In fact he is commanding us not to become angry.  Lynn G Robin's describes anger in this was:
"Anger is a yielding to Satan’s influence by surrendering our self-control. It is the thought-sin that leads to hostile feelings or behavior. It is the detonator of road rage on the freeway, flare-ups in the sports arena, and domestic violence in homes.
Unchecked, anger can quickly trigger an explosion of cruel words and other forms of emotional abuse that can scar a tender heart. It is “that which cometh out of the mouth,” the Savior said; “this defileth a man” (Matt. 15:11).....Physical abuse is anger gone berserk and is never justified and always unrighteous.
Anger is an uncivil attempt to make another feel guilty or a cruel way of trying to correct them. It is often mislabeled as discipline but is almost always counterproductive. Therefore the scriptural warning: “Husbands, love your wives, and be not bitter against them,” and “fathers provoke not your children to anger, lest they be discouraged” (Col. 3:19, 21)."

Let's do away with anger and contention! 
Christmas and Thanksgiving are right around the corner. As you strive to not let yourself become angry, I can promise that these next two holidays will be spirit filled, and you will grow closer to our Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ. 

But what if we slip up? 
Ask for forgiveness, and try again. 
What if our family members or friends become contentious?
Approach them as the savior would. Calmly. Lovingly. Remember we are all children of God - heirs to his kingdom. Teach by example and be so quick to forgive! 

I know we can all choose to control our behavior and words. I love you all so much! Have the best week ever!! 



Monday, November 2, 2020

November 2, 2020 We Can Move Mountains!

 Hello Family and Friends! 

I know I mentioned last week that our good friend Jim decided to be baptized, but I wanted to expand a little more on what a huge miracle it is that he has finally accepted to join the church. 
When we first came to Alvin to white wash, we were not teaching anyone! There was around 2 potentials in our Area book that we could reach out to, and the other missionaries serving in the area informed us of four members we could contact: The Bishop, relief society president, primary president, and the young women's leaders. We were grasping for every way we could think of to find people to teach. 
Eventually, the Elders sent us over a few people from their area book who we could try to get in contact with. Most of them happened to be people who they just recently stopped teaching; this included Jim Russell. We worked through Jim's Wife Doti to set up a time we could call them, but before that, the Elders had told us that Jim was stuck in his ways, and he would never be baptized. They informed us that we shouldn't even try... but you must know me by now, and that is not how I work. 
The first call was a disaster! We were talking about the restoration, and I asked Jim what it would mean to him to be sealed to his wife in the temple. After being shot down by not only Jim, but also his wife, I felt defeated. The lesson was messy, and towards the end I accidently called Doti by the wrong name during the closing prayer. They let me know what I had done wrong, and when the phone call ended I just wanted to curl up into a ball and never speak again! 
But, the calls continued. As missionaries who were new to the area, we were hungry for any opportunity to get out of the house, so when Jim jokingly mentioned that they needed help with yard work on our second call, we grabbed that opportunity like a slice of homemade bread. 
We drove the 20 minutes down to Santa Fe and met a very healthy looking 81 year old man who stood in the middle of the driveway. It was Jim. Doti soon joined us and we were directed to a section of weeds that needed to be pulled. We chatted with Doti and Jim while we pulled weeds. 
After Meeting Jim and Dot in person, our calls became less awkward. We quickly grew attached to these two sweet souls. At around our 5th lesson, they told us we were their honorary Grand children! 
Jim was a devout catholic, and had been for most of his life. Doti, however, is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints and has encouraged missionary interaction for the time they have been married. Never has she pushed her religion on Jim, but that didn't stop us from doing so. 
We began to challenge Jim, inviting him to fast and to study from the scriptures more frequently. Soon, Jim completed the Book of Mormon and moved on to study from the Doctrine and Covenants. His Progress was amazing, and after teaching Jim for 4 months, addressing any questions he had and going through all the lessons once again, we decided to ask Jim if he would be baptized. 
He told us that he would be baptized, but when we asked if he would work for November 14th, his answer was a loud and hard NO! He wouldn't commit to a date. Our hearts fell. Over the last 4 months, we had grown so close to Jim. We knew that he would be baptized, but we would most likely not be the missionaries to witness him enter into that covenant with god. 
The next Sunday, Jim attended Sacrament meeting. We met with him after church in a vacant primary room with one of our amazing members, Sister Stanley. We sat and observed as Sister Stanley told her conversion story, then Doti. Jim spoke very little, and after an hour and a half they wrapped up their conversation and we closed with a prayer. 
Sister Stanley left the church building, and Doti moved to the Chapel to play the organ. We were left alone with Jim in the hallway outside the primary room...(not allowed. I know) 
Jim asked us what day we would be leaving Alvin. We told him that the upcoming transfer day would be November 16th. Jim smiled "was it the 14th of November then?" He asked. 
We were shocked. What was he asking?! 
Jim told us that he wanted to be baptized, and he accepted the date we had extended to him a few days previous. He wanted us to be at his baptism. 
Soon, the Bishop approached us, as well as some other missionaries. Jim looked at us and said "Well.. should I tell them the good news?" 
He grew teary eyed as he told them he had accepted to be baptized. He expressed the feelings he had gotten in the primary room just moments before. He knew that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is Christ's church once again established on the earth today. 
Soon everyone who was left in the church building knew that Jim was being baptized... All except for Doti who was sitting at the organ, filling the room with her beautiful music. 
Jim approached Doti and began to sob. He told her he would be baptized. 
I don't think I have ever witnessed such a tender moment in my entire life. Doti and Jim held each other as they cried. 
I can't tell you how exited I am for Jim to be baptized this upcoming November 14th. I know that my fasting and prayers did not go unanswered. 

I love you all! 
I guess you could say Heavenly Father and our Savior Jesus Christ helped us move a mountain. Jim had been "Stuck in his ways" just as the elders said before, but that didn't stop us from loving him and helping him desire to come unto Christ. 

look for the pictures of Jim's baptism within the next 2 weeks!! 













February 8, 2021 Broken to Glow

  I want to begin with a story:  A young mother waited in line with her two children at a local store, her younger son began to cry. The wom...