Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Adam's January 26th Email

Hey Family! Wassup?

This week has gone by super fast, which is weird since I thought it'd go slow due to the changes two weeks ago. I'd thought getting used to a new area would make the hours go by so slow...but nope. They zoomed by! It's probably because my new companion works harder than my old one, and I kinda tag along in the hard work and lose track of time.

I've got an awesome companion! I feel blessed for getting a companion like him! I've never seen him angry or ready to quit, and it's pretty great. The other companionship in our apartment does not get along at all, so I'm lucky to have someone I can work well with.

So last week, I tried out some of the Pizza Hut pizza. It was good, but definitely Peruvian-made. This time, I'm going to try out some KFC and see how authentic that one is. The best thing I've had here so far, however, was this delicious mashed-potato pizza hamburger stuff. The three most beautiful things on earth: Potatoes, hamburger, and pizza, in one dish. (and some onions and tomatoes). And it tasted amazing! Right in time for Window's birthday too! 

Not only was it Window's birthday this week (I'm so glad I didn't forget his 13th birthday!), but it was also Elder Haymond's birthday this week too! People in Pucallpa like to spoil the missionaries, because that night, he came home carrying three cakes, a tin filled with candy, and half a piece of cake in his mouth. He needed my eating skills to help him finish the cakes. Through the week, we got through one cake and half a tin of candy before we got sick of it and decided to throw the rest away. Shame. 

Other than two birthdays, not much has happened this week. We're kind of far away from Iquitos, so we don't get as much word from the offices as we did when we were in Iquitos, but this week, I'm very convinced that I'll be receiving the New Years' package you guys sent me!

How are things going over there? Is Dad getting ready for his knee surgery? How is Katie feeling? Have the doctors found anyone that can do a transplant? How are all my wonderful nieces and nephews? I heard Solo and Ensemble is coming up! What's everyone playing? Speaking of Solo and Ensemble, my companion has Claire de Lune in his list of music, and I remember one of my sisters playing that for S&E, but I can't remember which one. I want to say Lilli, but I'm not sure.

Anyways, I love you all! I think about and pray for all of you everyday! I've got a friend that's recently decided to leave his mission, and it's made me think of how blessed I am to be able to serve one. A mission is an opportunity of a lifetime, and it's the best choice I've ever made!

Love,
Elder Dixon

Monday, January 19, 2015

 January 19th

Hey Family!

I got transfers this week! Whoooo! My first tranfers out in the field! My companion, Elder Uribe, got transferred as well, so we had to clean up our apartment extra, extra, extra nice for the new companionship that was coming. And in that new companionship is Elder Arns, my companion from the MTC! 

He and I pretty much switched places. He's in Punchana now and I'm in a grand little city called Pucallpa (pronounced Poo-Cow-Pah), about an hour and twenty minute flight down from Iquitos! I probably shouldn't say this, but I like Pucallpa kinda better than my last area. It's nice and hot and reminds me of summer days in Utah. It's pretty dusty here too. The best thing about it though is that my area is kind of like a Peruvian Mount Pleasant. 

Here, I have two different people that cook for us. One is a lady that owns her own little outdoor restaurant, so we get pretty spoiled, and the other is a rich family that loves cooking different things, so we get pretty spoiled there too. That, and there's Pizza Hut, KFC, and McDonalds down here as well. (There goes my awesome weight loss plan :P ).

My new companion is a guy named Elder Nina. He's kind of a goofball, but knows how to work hard. I feel I can learn a ton from this guy. We also share a house with another companionship, consisting of our district leader, Elder Anze, and an elder from my group at the MTC, Elder Haymond. After these six or twelve weeks, Elder Haymond and I are gonna be tight like sprite. It's pretty awesome to have someone to talk to in English.

I've got a biiiiiiig area in Pucallpa. Nearly 3 times the size of my old one in Punchana. We do a lot of walking, which is pretty grand! Our ward down here, though, is the best! Every member loves participating in their callings and classes! It's really cool to see how involved they are with the church. The testimonies of the people down here are amazing too!

Unlike Punchana, there aren't very many less active members, but tons of people to contact. Because my companion has had more experience in missionary work and Spanish, he usually takes the helm of contacting. I gotta step it up! It's also super-quiet down here too. 

But the people here are pretty nice. If someone isn't interested in our message, they don't straight-out say "no". They schedule an appointment and pretend not to be there during that time. So we go there the same time the day after and usually catch them. Hee hee hee hee hee!

Yesterday, we found the "golden" investigator. It's a middle-aged woman that's read the Bible over and over and over again, but told us that she can't help but feel that there was something missing about it. When we told her about the Book of Mormon, she was super-interested in reading it. When we left, she said she'd been waiting to recieve any word of God she could, and that we have possibly brought her that message. Isn't it amazing how Heavenly Father can make these kinds of miracles happen? I'm very excited to teach her again!

How is everyone doing over there? Is Katie doing well? How about everyone else? I heard there's a little sickness going around! I hope everyone starts feeling better! 

I love you all and will continue praying for you!

Love,
Elder Dixon

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Adam's January 5th and January 12th emails

January 5th
to me, Glenn
Happy New Year, Everyone! Man, can you believe it's already 2015? I can't believe it's already been 4 months since I left! It's super crazy! New Years made quite the week down here in Iquitos!

To my surprise, New Years was about 5 times as popular as Christmas! I asked one of the people we taught why and he said that Christmas was a child's holiday, whereas New Years was for everyone. There were balloons tied up everywhere, tons of barbeques, and about a million kids playing with fireworks. (I'm also surprised with how many things people do down here that you'd be caught dead doing up in America).

One of my favorite traditions they have here for New Years is that some of the people make little mannequins of themselves. It's really kinda cute. They take some old clothes, fill 'em with paper, draw an adorable face on a balloon and make that the head. Then they put them outside on a chair for everyone to see...

...Then they burn 'em.

I'm not quite sure what it's supposed to signify, but I'm pretty sure it's not what I think (which is that they like watching themselves go down in flames). I later learned that they don't only stuff the mannequins with paper, but also with fireworks, so instead of watching their doppelgangers burn to ash, they can watch 'em explode too!

Yeah, it was probably one of the most interesting New Years Eve things I've seen. For New Years, I got sick! Hooray! (It's all better now, though). It was the first time I actually had to go to a clinic, because they thought I might have caught a little Amazonian disease called dengue. Didn't. Whew. Just caught a little bug going around, but it's all fine now! When I was at the clinic, however, they took my weight and I've realized just how much weight I've lost here. 25 pounds! W00t! Finding out my weight gave me my New Years resolution for weight loss. I'm gonna stay here on the mission, keep going to the gym, and keep eating the food. Yup. I did the math, and by the time I come home, I'll weigh about as much as a balloon. I might not even need a plane right home! I can just float! 

Thinking about my weight got me hungry though. Hungry for lemons. However, since there are few lemons here, I bought myself a few limes (which, in the Amazon, are just as big as lemons in Utah). It felt good to eat them the Dixon way, too. The good ol' way my sisters taught me. Like a man.

Anyways, that was pretty much my week. How is everyone over there? I fasted for Katie and I'll keep praying for her. Next week, I might get a transfer. Not sure yet, but it's possible. 

Anyways, I gotta fly now! I'll talk to you next week!

Love,
Elder Dixon
 
January 12th
 
Dear Family,

There's not much that's happened this week, but I did get Tom's package! Thank you so much for that! Everyone down here loves the tie! They all wanted to trade with me. 

This week, we changed apartments, and now we live in a bigger space (hooray!) with two showers! It's nice to be showering at the same time and saving tons of time. The owners of the apartment are super nice too, and sometimes bring us some dessert while we're planning. I'm not sure how long I'll be in that apartment, though, since we have changes this week. I'll find out later on today if I'm transferring or not.

From Thursday to Monday, we got to serve in a little missionary trio with an elder that's finishing his mission this week, whose name is Elder Perez. His last companion just happened to be the elder who was my companion in the MTC, Elder Arns! The elders I was with in the MTC have been emailing each other every week, and Elder Arns has said that he's gained 10 pounds since he came here.

I thought that was a bit strange, seeing as how I've lost 25 pounds in the same mission. He said the reason was because of the hot chocolate around Christmas time, but even then, 10 pounds from just hot chocolate was strange, so I asked Elder Perez.

Turns out, in the area they served in, there was a KFC, and every P-day, they would get themselves a huge bucket of chicken. Yep, that'll probably do it. That surprised me as well, because that area isn't in Iquitos at all. Iquitos doesn't really have any chain restaurants, yet it's nearly 6 times bigger than the one with KFC.

But that's pretty much all that happened this week, besides multiple trips to the clinic, because they had to do more tests on me. I don't have dengue or malaria, but I do have an intestinal infection and possibly a parasite. I feel fine, though. I think whatever I had is completely gone now.

How is everyone over there? I'm praying for Katie, I know that through Heavenly Father, all things are possible. Dad said that the people who are doing the bone marrow transplant might contact me. If that's the case, what will happen? 

I love you all and I pray for you all! I couldn't ask for a better family!

Love,
Elder Dixon

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Saturday, January 3, 2015

Elder Adam's December emails

December 15th
 
 Hey Family! 

It's that time of year! It's so weird, though, spending Christmas away from you guys in a place I'm mostly unfamiliar with. It's going to be super different. Lots of things here about Christmas are different than they are up there in Utah. No snow....super hot...less advertising.

Though some things are completely the same. Especially the music. The Spanish hymns and Christmas songs are different, but like Christmastime up in Utah, you hear Christmas songs wherever you go. Also the performances were stacked up like plates this past week. Our zone had a bunch of performances for wards, a hospital, and stuff like that, and I got to play the violin for all of them again.

This time, though, it was actually super stressful. We had so many performances and practices, we pretty much had no time to teach (and that is super bad for missionaries). In fact, because I played the violin (which is essential to the performance), I even had to miss a baptism we had this week. I was super miffed at the zone leaders, especially since that would've been my very first investigator baptism. 

Luckily, the mission president showed up at that performance to see what we had been doing. Apparently, the zone leaders didn't quite get permission to do so many performances, and they got a serious talking-to. Now the mission president is keeping a close eye on our zone.

Anyways, I'm super excited to call on Christmas! I can't remember if I had a Skype account or not, but if not, then I'll probably call normally through telephone. 

Anyways, I gotta go now. I love you all and I'll keep praying for Katie!

-Elder Dixon
 
December 29th
 

 
 Hey Family!

So talking with all of you was definitely the best part of my week by far! I'm glad to hear that all of you are doing well! By now, Missy will have moved into Boston! What's it like all the way up there? Is everyone having fun with all their new toys? Everyone getting pumped up for New Years? I totally am! I'm ready to move on to 2015!

I'm not quite sure what kind of traditions the Peruvians have for New Years down here, but I do know that Christmas celebrations don't stop until the New Year. Between Christmas and New Years, there is still Christmas music playing everywhere, but the decorations are down and the kids are playing with their new toys (usually a volleyball set or some kind of toy gun) and the teenagers are still trying to figure out their new phones (I was actually surprised with the amount of new phones and iPods I saw).

Lots of people asked me what Christmas was like up in the states and all I could really say was that it's pretty much the same, only much colder. They would ask how cold and I told them it was like living in an ice cream cooler. Then they would get stunned.

It's pretty funny, some of the reactions I get when I tell people I'm from Utah. For every non-member or investigator, they ask "Where's that?" But for every member I tell, they will unanimously reply "Oh, la fabrica!" (Oh, the factory!) I haven't had a member not say that yet, which is pretty funny. Utah is famous to Peruvian members for being the Mormon factory, because of all the families up there! One person asked me how many temples there were up in Utah and I replied 17 or 18, and I've never seen anyone so surprised in my life!

So now that Christmas is over, we're starting to get back into the fray of teaching, which feel super good after so many delays and performances. I thought I would never like teaching so much! I just wonder what teaching will be like with a different companion, and how well we'll get along.

The picture I'm sending you guys is that picture I mentioned that was taken with me and that monkey that escaped from its cage. I'll bet when you look at the image, though, you'll probably see no difference between us! The monkey is the one holding the tiny ear of corn. The picture is perfect too, because his mouth is filled with food! Score!

So you guys got a ton of snow up there? Oh, lucky! We got a bunch of rain down here on Sunday, and I got to say, rain really makes a difference in who comes to church or not. This Sunday had to be the one with the least people I've seen, unfortunately, and it was even worse since me and my companion got a late start and couldn't pick up any investigators. Next week, though. Next week will be better.

It's been super great talking to you guys on Christmas! I love you all and I'll keep praying for Katie!

Love,
Elder Dixon


 
 

Faith Precides the Miracle

Dear Family,

I was touched by Mary's comment on faith. I too feel a great desire to change my life and to be a better person. As I have been studying on what I need to do I came across this talk by President Spencer W. Kimball. I wanted to share it with you because of how it made me feel and I think it's important to reevaluate where we are in our progression back to Heavenly Father.

 

Faith Precedes the Miracle
Elder Spencer W. Kimball
Of the Council of the Twelve Apostles
Spencer W. Kimball, Conference Report, October 1952, pp. 46-51
I am deeply conscious of the fact mentioned by Brother Thomas E. McKay that not only Brother McKay but most of you would rather hear some speakers than others, and it makes me very apprehensive indeed. I appreciated greatly his testimony. It is good to have Brother McKay with us again.
I appreciated very much the remarks upon prayer by President Clark who has preceded us, and recently it came to my attention that some statistics covering the last eight years were very encouraging, showing that there was a considerable increase in family prayer among the high priests, a greater increase in the seventies, and almost a hundred percent increase in the percentage of elders in this Church who are now having their family prayers, as compared to eight years ago.
I pay tribute to you, my brothers and sisters. I express to you my affection for all the time you devote, the effort you expend, the consecrated energy you give to the Church. It is a disappointment sometimes, however, to find some who are not willing to trust the Lord—to trust in his promise when he says, "Prove me and see." I often wonder why men cannot trust their Lord. He has promised his children every blessing contingent upon their faithfulness, but fickle man places his trust in "the arm of flesh" (D&C 1:19) and sets about to make his own way unaided by him who could do so much.
The Lord has promised:
. . . prove me . . . if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it (Mal. 3:10).
The Prophet Moroni stopped abruptly in his abridging to offer his own inspired comments concerning the matter of faith:
I would show the world that faith is things which are hoped for and not seen; wherefore, dispute not because ye see not, for ye receive no witness until after the trial of your faith (Ether 12:6).
Father Adam understood this basic principle.
. . . an angel of the Lord appeared unto him, saying: Why dost thou offer sacrifices unto the Lord? And Adam said unto him: I know not, save the Lord commanded me (Moses 5:6).
He showed his unwavering faith—his almost unbelievable faith—and since the witness and the miracle follow rather than precede the faith, the angel now sought to enlighten him:
And then the angel spake, saying: This thing is a similitude of the sacrifice of the Only Begotten of the Father (Moses 5:7).
In faith we plant the seed, and soon we see the miracle of the blossoming. Men have often misunderstood and have reversed the process. They would have the harvest before the planting, the reward before the service, the miracle before the faith. Even the most demanding labor unions would hardly ask the wages before the labor. But many of us would have the vigor without the observance of the health laws, prosperity through the opened windows of heaven without the payment of our tithes. We would have the close communion with our Father without fasting and praying; we would have rain in due season and peace in the land without observing the Sabbath and keeping the other commandments of the Lord. We would pluck the rose before planting the roots; we would harvest the grain before its planting and cultivating.
If we could only realize as Moroni writes:
For if there be no faith among the children of men, God can do no miracle among them . . .
And neither at any time hath any wrought miracles until after their faith; wherefore they first believed in the Son of God (Ether 12:12,18).
The Master said:
But, behold, faith cometh not by signs, but signs follow those that believe (D&C 63:9).
And these signs shall follow them that believe (Mark 16:17).
To the scribes and Pharisees who demanded signs without the preliminary faith and works the Lord said:
. . . An evil and adulterous generation seeketh after a sign (Matt. 12:39).
The Lord made it clear that faith was not developed by miracles. John said:
But though he had done so many miracles before them, yet they believed not on him (John 12:37).
In our own modern times we have eloquent evidence of this. Sidney Rigdon did not retain his membership in the kingdom even though he had, with Joseph Smith, witnessed marvelous signs. Had he not participated in the Great Vision and had he not been the recipient of many revelations? And in spite of all these manifestations from our Heavenly Father, he did not remain in the kingdom.
Oliver Cowdery saw many signs. He handled the sacred plates; was visited by Moroni, the ancient; saw John the Baptist; received the Higher Priesthood from Peter, James, and John; and was the recipient of many great miracles, and yet they could not hold him to the faith.
Amassed evidence in signs and works and miracles failed to touch the stony hearts of the Savior's Galilean cities:
Then began he to upbraid the cities wherein most of his mighty works were done, because they repented not:
Woe unto thee, Chorazin! woe unto thee, Bethsaida!
. . . And thou, Capernaum, which art exalted unto heaven, shall be brought down to hell: for if the mighty works which have been done in thee, had been done in Sodom it would have remained until this day (Matt. 11:20-21,23).
Paul speaking to the Hebrews said:
By faith Noah, being warned of God of things not seen as yet, moved with fear, prepared an ark to the saving of his house (Heb. 11:7).
As yet there was no evidence of rain and flood. His people mocked and called him a fool. His preaching fell on deaf ears. His warnings were considered irrational. There was no precedent; never had it been known that a deluge could cover the earth. How foolish to build an ark on dry ground with the sun shining and life moving forward as usual! But time ran out. The ark was finished. The floods came. The disobedient and rebellious were drowned. The miracle of the ark followed the faith manifested in its building.
Paul said again:
Through faith also Sara herself received strength to conceive seed, and was delivered of a child when she was past age, because she judged him faithful who had promised.
Therefore sprang there even of one, and him as good as dead, so many as the stars of the sky in multitude, and as the sand which is by the sea shore innumerable (Heb. 11:11-12).
So absurd it was to be told that children could be born of centenarians that even Sarah doubted at first. But the faith of a noble pair prevailed, and the miracle son was born to father multitudes of nations.
Exceeding faith was shown by Abraham when the superhuman test was applied to him. His young "child of promise," destined to be the father of empires, must now be offered upon the sacrificial altar. It was God's command, but it seemed so contradictory! How could his son, Isaac, be the father of an uncountable posterity if in his youth his mortal life was to be terminated? Why should he, Abraham, be called upon to do this revolting deed? It was irreconcilable, impossible! And yet he believed God. His undaunted faith carried him with breaking heart toward the land of Moriah with this young son who little suspected the agonies through which his father must have been passing. Saddled asses took the party and supplies. The father and the son carrying the fire and the wood mounted to the place of sacrifice.
"Behold the fire and the wood," said Isaac, "but where is the lamb for a burnt offering" (Gen. 22:7). What a heavy heart and sad voice it must have been which replied: "My son, God will provide himself a lamb for a burnt offering" (Gen. 22:8).
The place was reached, the altar built, the fire kindled, and the lad now surely knowing, but trusting and believing, was upon the altar. The father's raised hand was stopped in mid-air by a commanding voice:
. . . Lay not thine hand upon the lad . . . now I know that thou fearest God, seeing that thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me (Gen. 22:12).
And as the near perfect prophet found the ram in the thicket and offered it upon the altar, he heard the voice of God again speaking:
And in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed; because thou hast obeyed my voice (Gen. 22:18).
This great and noble Abraham:
Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the father of many nations . . .
And being not weak in faith, he considered not his own body now dead, when he was about an hundred years old, neither yet the deadness of Sarah's womb:
He staggered not at the promise of God through unbelief; but was strong in faith, giving glory to God;
And being fully persuaded that, what he had promised, he was able also to perform (Rom. 4:18-21).
Father Abraham and Mother Sarah knew—knew the promise would be fulfilled. How—they did not know and did not demand to know. Isaac positively would live to be the father of a numerous posterity. They knew he would even though he might need to die. They knew he could still be raised from the dead to fulfil the promise, and faith here preceded the miracle.
Paul again said to the Hebrews:
By faith they [the children of Israel] passed through the Red Sea as by dry land (Heb. 11:29).
The Israelites knew, as did Pharaoh and his hosts that
. . . They are entangled in the land, the wilderness hath shut them in (Ex. 14:3).
And as Pharaoh's trained army approached with all the horses and chariots of Egypt, the escaping multitudes knew full well that they were hemmed in by the marshes, the deserts, and the sea. There was no earthly chance for them to escape the wrath of their pursuers. And in their terror they indicted Moses:
. . . Because there were no graves in Egypt, hast thou taken us away to die in the wilderness?
. . . it had been better for us to serve the Egyptians than that we should die in the wilderness (Ex. 14:11-12).
No hope on earth for their liberation! What could save them now? The gloating armed forces of Egypt knew that Israel was trapped. Israel knew it only too well. But Moses, their inspired leader with a supreme faith, knew that God would not have called them on this exodus only to have them destroyed. He knew God would provide the escape. He may not at this moment have known just how, but he trusted.
Moses commanded his people:
. . . Fear ye not, stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord, which he will shew to you to day: for the Egyptians whom ye have seen to day, ye shall see them again no more for ever.
The Lord shall fight for you (Ex. 14:13-14).
The mighty warriors pressed on. Hope must have long since died in the breasts of the timid Israelitish souls who knew not faith. Deserts and wilderness and the sea—the uncrossable sea! No boats, no rafts, nor time to construct them! Hopelessness, fear, despair must have gripped their hearts, and then the miracle came. It was born of the faith of their indomitable leader. A cloud hid them from the view of their enemies. A strong east wind blew all the night; the waters were parted; the bed of the sea was dry; and Israel crossed to another world and saw the returning sea envelop and destroy their pursuers. Israel was safe (Ex. 14:19-31). Faith had been rewarded, and Moses was vindicated. The impossible had happened. An almost superhuman faith had given birth to an unaccountable and mysterious miracle that was to be the theme of the sermons and warnings of Israel and their prophets for centuries.
Israel was later ready to cross into the Promised Land, the productivity and beauty of which could probably be seen from the higher hills. But how to get there? There were no bridges nor ferries across the flooding Jordan. Too deep for crossing in ordinary times, it was now at the time of harvest impossible to ford. A great prophet, Joshua, received the mind of the Lord and commanded, and another miracle was born of faith.
. . . and as the feet of the priests that bare the ark were dipped in the brim of the water . . .
. . . the waters which came down from above stood and rose up upon an heap . . . and those that came down failed, and were cut off . . .
. . . and all the Israelites passed over on dry ground, until all the people were passed clean over Jordan (see Josh. 3:15-17).
And when
. . . the soles of the priests' feet were lifted up unto the dry land, that the waters of Jordan returned unto their place, and flowed over all his banks, as they did before (Josh. 4:18).
The elements find control through faith. The wind, the clouds, the heavens obey the voice of faith. It was by and through the faith of Elijah that the drought, which devastated Israel, prolonged for three interminable years, was finally terminated when repentance had come to Israel.
. . . Ahab did more to provoke the Lord God of Israel to anger than all the kings of Israel that were before him (1 Kgs. 16:33).
And Elijah the prophet declared:
. . . there shall not be dew nor rain these years, but according to my word (1 Kgs. 17:1).
The brooks dried up; rivers ceased to run; forage was scarce; famine was upon the land; and a king and his people were begging for relief—a people who had lost themselves in the worship of Baal. At Mount Carmel came the contest of power, which was mentioned here by President Clark, when a spectacular incident occurred. At Elijah's command fire came down from heaven and ignited the sacrifice and shocked the Baal worshipers once more into repentant submission (1 Kgs. 18:38-39).
Miracle followed faith again, and though the heavens were still clear and there was no indication of rain on the parched land, the prophet warned King Ahab:
. . . Prepare thy chariot, and get thee down, that the rain stop thee not (1 Kgs. 18:44).
With his face between his knees, as he sat on Carmel, Elijah sent his servant seven times to look toward the sea. Six times there were cloudless skies and calm sea, but on the seventh he reported: "Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand." (Idem.)
Soon the heavens were black with clouds, and the wind was carrying them to Palestine, and "There was a great rain" and a dry, parched land was drenched in moisture, and the miracle of faith had again made good the promises of the Lord (1 Kgs. 18:42-45).
It was by the supreme faith of the three Hebrews that they were delivered from the fiery furnace of their king, Nebuchadnezzar. And the king asked:
. . . Did not we cast three men bound into the midst of the fire? They answered and said unto the king: True, O king.
He answered and said, Lo, I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire, and they have no hurt; and the form of the fourth is like the Son of God.
. . . these men upon whose bodies the fire had no power, nor was an hair of their head singed, neither were their coats changed, nor the smell of fire passed on them (Dan. 3:24-26,27).
Now, if you would discount these miracles of the Old Testament, how can you accept the New Testament? You would also have difficulty in accepting Paul and his associate Apostles, and the Lord Jesus Christ, for they have verified and documented those miraculous events.
Now, brothers and sisters, how can these stories of faith be brought into our own lives? Faith is needed here as much as ever before. Little can we see. We know not what the morrow will bring. Accidents, sickness, even death seem to hover over us continually. Little do we know when they might strike.
It takes faith—unseeing faith—for young people to proceed immediately with their family responsibilities in the face of financial uncertainties. It takes faith for the young woman to bear her family instead of accepting employment, especially when schooling for the young husband is to be finished. It takes faith to observe the Sabbath when "time and a half" can be had working, when sales can be made, when merchandise can be sold. It takes a great faith to pay tithes when funds are scarce and demands are great. It takes faith to fast and have family prayers and to observe the Word of Wisdom. It takes faith to do ward teaching, stake missionary work, and other service, when sacrifice is required. It takes faith to fill foreign missions. But know this—that all these are of the planting, while faithful, devout families, spiritual security, peace, and eternal life are the harvests.
Remember that Abraham, Moses, Elijah, and others could not see clearly the end from the beginning. They also walked by faith and without sight. Remember again that no gates were open; Laban was not drunk (1 Ne. 4:7); and no earthly hope was justified at the moment Nephi exercised his faith and set out finally to get the plates. No asbestos clothes or other ordinary protective devices were in the fiery furnace to protect the three Hebrews from death (Dan. 3:20); there were no leather nor metal muzzles for the mouths of the lions when Daniel was locked in the den (Dan. 6:16).
Remember that there were no clouds in the sky nor any hydrometer in his hand when Elijah promised an immediate break in the long extended drought; though Joshua may have witnessed the miracle of the Red Sea, yet how could he by mortal means perceive that the flooding Jordan would back up for the exact time needed for the crossing, and then flow on its way to the Dead Sea.
Remember that there were no clouds in the sky, no evidence of rain, and no precedent for the deluge when Noah builded the ark according to commandment (Gen. 6:14). There was no ram in the thicket when Isaac and his father left for Moriah for the sacrifice (Gen. 22:13). Remember there were no towns and cities, no farms and gardens, no homes and storehouses, no blossoming desert in Utah when the persecuted pioneers crossed the plains. And remember that there were no heavenly beings in Palmyra, on the Susquehanna or on Cumorah when the soul-hungry Joseph slipped quietly into the Grove, knelt in prayer on the river bank, and climbed the slopes of the sacred hill.
But know this: that undaunted faith can stop the mouths of lions, make ineffective the fiery flames, make dry corridors through beds of rivers and seas. Unwavering faith can protect against deluge, terminate droughts, heal the sick, and bring heavenly manifestations. Indomitable faith can help us live the commandments and thereby bring blessings unnumbered with peace, perfection, and exaltation in the kingdom of God. May this be our desire to develop this kind of faith and may we finally attain the blessings which such perfect faith can bring, I pray in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

 

Friday, January 2, 2015

Fast and Pray for Katie

The results of Katie's bone marrow biopsy and full body scan were troubling.  She has a new tumor in her liver that is 1.3 cm in diameter.  The number of tumors in her lungs appear to have dropped a little, but some are bigger. 

The results of the bone marrow biopsy are that her marrow has developed myodysplastic syndrome which is a pre-leukemia state often caused by chemo-therapy or radiation treatment.  Katie will need a bone marrow transplant.

The danger is that she cannot adequately treat her tumors as she recovers from the transplant, and they may grow quickly.

We are having a special family fast and prayer this Sunday for Katie, and invite all who can fast to participate.

Love,

Oma and Opa

P. S. Katie wants everyone to know how much she appreciates your support, fasting and prayers.  Details on the search for a compatible donor will be given as soon as Katie has them.