French Fries

Written 7/27/14

Hi Fam-
Sorry, it might be a long email this week.

Remember that time I really wanted to be called to France on my mission? I take it all back. All of it. If there was any doubt in my mind about where I'm supposed to be it has been burned and destroyed. I never want to try and teach the gospel in any other language except Ilonggo. I will tell you why.

My life here somtimes seems to be one big facepalm. Ahaha. Filled with embarrassing and awkward (and wonderful) experiences. On Tuesday I had to teach 5 French speaking (sort of English speaking) investigators. They are students from Paris working on building a bakery in one of our areas to help the Filipinos here, and their cook is our Primary President. One of them asked Sister A. (the president) where she goes Sunday mornings, and then they had a brief discussion on how our church differs from the catholic. She invited them to listen to the missionaries, which we were excited about, but I didn't know till I got there how little english they spoke. Oops. Turns out I'm really not talented at teaching the gospel in english. I felt like I had a size 28 men's foot stuck in my mouth. Also, they returned to Paris last saturday, meaning we only got to teach them twice. What do you teach to French people who understand only a tiny bit of english, who have never had contact with Mormons before and who can only listen to you twice?

 I'll spare you all the painfully awkward details, but needless to say Sister Oquias and I got our fair dose of awkward.  Also a good dose of those small miracles that the Lord gives us every day. There were 3 boys and 2 girls, all around my age. One of the girls was pentecostal and one.. Atheist. So. That was another layer of difficult. But we cobbled together a little bit of lesson one and letting them know our purpose as missionaries and we were cut short because they needed to get back to work, but we set a return appointment with them that following Thursday.


As sister and I thought and thought about what we would teach and how we would teach it of course only one thing kept running through our minds: The Book of Mormon! Our unique message to the world that can answer all your questions. We felt prompted to write a short message in the books and give them the church websites. As we arrived, all nerves, on Thursday, we were at first disappointed- they had just fallen asleep because they'd been working all through the night and into the morning. Shoot. While we were there though, we ran into their Filipino partner working on the bakery with them, and as we got talking with him found out that he is a former investigator and was nearly baptized years ago. A tender mercy, because as it became clear we weren't going to be able to teach as we'd planned, Heavenly Father placed someone in our path to whom we could give the Book of Mormons and trust to give them to our French friends.

I'm so glad we felt prompted to write in the books, and I really know that no effort is ever wasted. Even if they meet the missionaries in the years to come or don't, no effort is wasted in missionary work.

The other miracle we experienced this week: L.. She's 13 and is so excited to be baptized. The only thing we were worried about was speaking to her mother. We wanted to go talk to her on Tuesday, but as we approached, we saw her right in the middle of a lot of people gambling, barbecuing and taking their orders. Awesome. As I saw her I said a silent prayer that Heavenly Father would bless us with an opportunity to approach her. A minute later it started pouring, so we found refuge at a less active's house, right outside her tiangge. The Spirit definitely led us there, because less than 2 minutes later, L.'s mother walked in. She immediately struck up a conversation with us before we could even greet her, and was so friendly. It was a perfect opportunity and a few minutes later when she left, she'd gladly signed L.'s consent form, and hopefully we'll be visiting the whole family tomorrow.

The disappointment this week came from C.... We followed up about her cenomar and wedding preparation and she told us her "husband" wants them to wait until December to get married. We were really sad... But we felt like we had to respect the husband's wishes and their decision as a couple. But she still came to church on Sunday and is reading the Book of Mormon.

It's the best feeling to hear RC's bear their testimony to us. F. told us this week as we were reviewing the restoration with him that he used to feel like Joseph Smith, and then he found the truth in this church. He always, always reads, and brings his Book of Mormon everywhere he goes so he can read in his spare time. I love this awesome Lolo.

The Elders have been rocking it in Central Manapla, the super super far away area. The've been holding special sacrament meetings on Sundays, and attending on Sunday was such an uplifting and encouraging experience. 76 in attendance! 24 nonmembers! Now that's hastening.

Sister and I made a goal to invite every single person we talked to this week to come to church, and we saw another miracle from it! A couple weeks ago we met a less active YM who'd been baptized in Sagay and then moved here and was lost. We taught him and a group of all his friends and invited them to church. Finding through members is SO much more effective than anything else. On Sunday, guess who showed up? All 7 of them, with the Less Active young man leading the way. I love the influence of the Spirit.

The purpose of missionary work is, of course, to invite others to come unto Christ, but it is also the mantle of a missionary to eat whatever is placed in front of them. A mantle which I definitely do not resent. :) See the pictures for a look at my "mantle" this week....

I love you all. The work is real. The Atonement is real. Change is exciting.

Love,
Sister Luke

PS Please excuse the subject line, I can't help myself.

 1. My favorite of all- Uga. Dried fish, then fried. (I'm totally serious, this stuff is addicting and delicious.)

2. I love living next door to neighbors. Excuse my nightgown.
 

 3. My other favorite... Lugaw. Its a sweet soup that I can't get enough of

4. At mission presidents training. 

 5. Read em and weep.

6. This is how they dry their fish. I like the bigger fish though. And sometimes they cut them upon down the middle and then dry them. There are countless ways ;)

7. The special sacrament group.

8. The kids. Dont you just want to eat them up?

9. The MOST food everyone gives us. More lugaw, snickers, santol, sack lunches sister Lopez gave, and the cake later that night. 

10. I can't help myself.

"Jesus is Real to Me"

Written 7/20/14

Hi guys.

I just got done watching that video of Charlotte singing at Hunter's baptism and bawling my eyes out, so forgive me if I'm a little sentimental. I've been thinking all week about the baptism and I kept telling Sister Oquias, "Only _ more hours till my nephew gets baptized!"

I had a really sacred experience this week. I was thinking about Hunter and his baptism a lot, and I remembered Hunter's favorite primary song he always sings for Mom. Which is the song you just sent me in the video of Charlotte, "I Know that my Savior loves me". Sister and I had a really really hard night on Friday, sort of the straw that broke the camel's back with our young men recent converts. Sister and I both left that area with tears, feeling super discouraged. We reminded each other that discouragement weakens our faith and that we can't give up, but I felt like Nephi when he said, "For I pray continually for them by day, and mine eyes water my pillow by night, because of them; and I cry unto my God in faith, and I know that he will hear my cry."

That night as I was going to bed, Hunter's primary song filled my head and I echo the lyrics of the song; "...The love that he felt for His little ones, I know He feels for me. I did not touch him or sit on His knee, yet Jesus is real to me.....Wrapped in the arms of my Savior's love, I feel His gentle touch..... I know He lives! I will follow faithfully. My heart I give to Him.I know that my Savior loves me."

I testify that Jesus is real to me.

This week didn't bring too many crazy experiences, but sister and I did have a really faith building experience on prayer. We were the MOST punted I've ever been in my life, we had NO one to teach and we couldn't even find a person outside to talk to. It was raining and we were exhausted and it was only like 2 pm. Sister and I sat down, weary, and the thought came to me to pray. I suggested it to sister and she gave a nice prayer, asking for guidance on where we should go. At the same time, sister and I both suggested that we should go to Sister G., an older Pioneer of the church here in Manapla who's been sick the past few weeks. Well folks, here we have a classic Ensign story as we visited her and found out she'd been waiting for "her missionaries". She cried as we sang with her, and was so grateful for our visit. I'm so grateful for the Spirit that guides this work. Tender mercies are everywhere.

I've had to learn to say "But if not" here on the mission. I don't know if you remember that talk from conference a few years ago, but it's so good. Look it up. Anyway, with this whole recent convert issue we've been dealing with, and wanting to see people progress but having to wait... I've really had to put my trust and Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. Here is an excerpt from that talk that explains how I feel and what I've learned about Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ:

"Centuries ago, Daniel and his young associates were suddenly thrust from security into the world—a world foreign and intimidating. When Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego refused to bow down and worship a golden image set up by the king, a furious Nebuchadnezzar told them that if they would not worship as commanded, they would immediately be cast into a burning fiery furnace. “And who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?”
The three young men quickly and confidently responded, “If it be so [if you cast us into the furnace], our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand.” That sounds like my eighth-grade kind of faith. But then they demonstrated that they fully understood what faith is. They continued, “But if not, … we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.” That is a statement of true faith.
They knew that they could trust God—even if things didn’t turn out the way they hoped. They knew that faith is more than mental assent, more than an acknowledgment that God lives. Faith is total trust in Him.
Faith is believing that although we do not understand all things, He does. Faith is knowing that although our power is limited, His is not."


I testify that even when things don't happen the way we want them to, even when we don't understand, it's enough that the Savior does. My God is certainly able to deliver us from our trials, but if not, I will not turn from him. I will not give into the temptations of the devil and become discouraged or slow down. Faith truly is total trust in Him.

It's been a good week of learning. I love you and miss you all, but I'm so happy here. Jesus is real. I know that my Savior loves me, and you.

Go find some missionaries and give them food, they love it.

All my love,
Sister Luke

 1. I had a fiasco with my memory card and nearly lost all my pictures from my mission. But thanks to the heroics of Sister Oquias' brother, here they are again. Belated 9 months photo. :) That is ice cream. Mango, ube (the purple) and chocolate ice cream.

2. The cutest. They dye the baby chicks here. Don't ask me how. I just care that they are so cute.

 

3. I ate this. And 2 two more. Also I tried Octopus this week. The head. It looked like a baby alien and was not my favorite. 

 4. I shaved my legs with this. [She didn't actually. I had to ask her cause I was certain she'd die of Tetanus] [Whatever that is] [I just know you get it from old rusty things]

5. Its been so cold the past week courtesy of storms Glenda and Henry. This is yesterday after proselyting... And this isn't even the wettest we get.

6. L. put homemade tabs on her book of Mormon. I love this girl.

7. Not for those of a weak stomach.

 

8. They do roadkill professionally down here. 

 

 

9. A book report on Peter Rabbit....

 

 

10. Gorgeous sunsets here.

 

11. Our super far area in the middle of nowhere.

 

12. I won't tell you how many tries this one took.

Highs and Lows

Written 7/13/14

Maayong aga sa inyo! Kamusta ang Dominggo nyo?

Happy birthday and baptism to Hunter this week!! I'm so proud of you! I sent a letter to him a couple weeks ago, hopefully it arrives before his baptism :)

So this week has been a stressful one. But when is life not stressful, right? It's still had some really good days. It's true when they say that you experience the highest of highs and the lowest of lows here in the mission. Lets start with the highs, shall we?

The Spirit protects the missionaries, even the clumsy ones. This week I took a nice tumble coming back from one of our far areas across the river. There's a really steep trail to get to all the houses, so steep there's a rope to hang on to, like a handrail. As we were descending, the thought popped into my head to hold the rope a little tighter, and just as I did, well... You know me. I slipped down the rest of the trail (gracefully, of course). Luckily I wasn't hurt at all because I had one hand on the rope, but it was a good tumble. One of our ward missionaries, J.R., was with us and we couldnt stop laughing... I may no longer have my pride, but I do have good memories. :)

L., our new investigator (from V.J.) said in our 2nd lesson with her, "Sisters, pwede ko magpatudlo sa inyo magpangamuyo?" (Sister, can I ask you to teach me how to pray?) She even came to church by herself this week, and brought a friend with her. Golden? Golden.

We taught F. about the temple and family history this week. His first question? "Sister, I remember all my relatives names and information except my grandmother's birthday. Can you help me submit all of them to be baptized in the temple?" Um. Yes. His question at the end of the lesson, "Sister, about Tithing. When can I start paying that?"
Golden? Golden.

C. Our wonderful C. We talked to her about her and her boyfriend getting married and we now have a date for August 16! Marriage is unbelievably hard and expensive here, so no one gets married anymore which understandably makes missionary work very hard. But we basically just walked into a perfect situation:

C. is the (will-be) daughter in law of a really active member, who has the funds to help them get the legal requirements they need for marriage, and! Get this! She sews, too! The member. So she's going to make C. a beautiful dress. Its literally like they've just been waiting for someone to invite them to be married and baptized. Which they have. She even put her Ang Libro ni Mormon in a plastic protective cover. Who is that cool? These people are. Golden? Golden.

The lowest of lows this week? Some of our Recent converts. There's 6 of them all in young men who used to be so strong, but in the past few weeks have been struggling and returning back to their addictions from before. We had a good week with some spiritual lessons with them and we thought they'd all be there at church. But come Sunday, not one of them showed. We went the that area after church on Sunday to teach some other instigators, and seeing those recent converts was seriously like being dumped. It felt like being dumped! Only worse. Totally heartbroken this week over those boys. It's been the hardest thing to watch on my mission; seeing members and investigators that know, but don't act.

The funny experience from this week? Sister Oquias and I and L. and Apple locking ourselves in a bamboo hut (where we were teaching), forcing the door closed against an angry 5 year old with a big rock, while he's trying to beat us and the house to death. I'll save a more in depth explanation for another day. It was the most terrified I've ever been of a 5 year old, while at the same time laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.

I know God lives, and I know the Atonement changes us. I know we can overcome anything, truly, anything, if we have Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. It's through Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ that miracles are wrought, that people are changed and that hearts are sanctified. (Take a look at Helaman 3:35 and Hebrews 13 this week). I know this because I've seen it, I've felt it, and because the Holy Ghost has borne witness.

I love you more than a rich man loves a peso.

Get work done.

Sister Luke

 1. Happy 10 months to me!

2. I am Katniss Everdeen.

3. The farthest left is L. The guy on the right is our ward missionary J.R. 

4. This is me and Sister being Charlie's Angels

5. And this is how long my hair is. Just thought you'd like to marvel. :)

 6. This is one of the streets in my area 

 7. This is my everyday headdress.

8. Our cute little bird friend.

 

9. All the single ladies!

 10. This is last night's sunset. SO GORG.

Happy 4th!

Written 7/6/14

Hi all.

So many things have happened this week, I hope I can get them all typed out here. I also want you all to know I'm appreciating this moment because I am FREEZING in this email shop. It's raining outside and when I come home I will have to stay in a blanket burrito 24/7.

The Filipino independence day is in June, so I celebrated personally by wearing my red skirt and blue shirt. #Murica.

Thank you all for your conversion story contributions. I had some really awesome studies this week because of it. Anyone else who wants to send me their conversion story is welcome, I'd love to hear more.

I have a picture of Mom and Dad that I carry around with me and whip out in lessons to talk about eternal families. I've gotten so many comments this week on how Mom is so gwapa and that Dad looks like Tom Cruise. :)

I also got told by one of our less active members who was really drunk that I look exactly like Mamma Mary, I just need to wear a robe, so... That happened. You never know what to expect here :)

I love the Book of Mormon because it confounds false doctrine, and this week we have run into an unusual amount of that yucky stuff. I learned this week that "Baliscad" is the devil's favorite word. In Ilonggo it means "upside down". The devil was everywhere this week, turning the truth on it's head for our members and investigators this week.

 I wrote down some doctrine of the devil I heard this week, and the scriptures that teach us the truth:

"It's better to trust in myself than in God." (Mosiah 7:33, 2 Nephi 4:34)

"I can't pray because I have too many sins." (2 Nephi 32:8)

"God understands that I can't go to church because I have to cook." (Alma 45:16)

"God still loves me and will bless me even when I don't obey His commandments." (Half-truths here. That's also the devil's favorite. 2 nephi 28:8)

"My son can come to church only if it's raining... Otherwise he needs to sell his ice cream." (Mosiah 13:17-18)  (By the way, it rained on Sunday and they still didn't come. -_-)

"I can't be baptized in your church because your members are sinning." (Moroni 10:32)

Isn't it scary what the devil can make us believe? That's why the daily basics are so important. The devil has been working hard on some of our recent converts lately. We have a lot of young men aged converts in one of our areas who have lately been avoiding us and not coming to church. I got a taste of motherhood last Friday as Sister and I tried and tried to wrangle them all so we could teach them and get to the bottom of this. It took almost an hour but we finally got to talk to them all and resolve some concerns with them. It was a heartbreak to hear that some of them had fallen back into old habits and addictions, but even more sad to hear them tell us they can't come to church because of their sins.

Later that day we also ran into a recently gone less active YSA aged young man we've been working with to overcome some of his addictions as well... Except he was drunker than a skunk and hiding a bottle of whiskey in his pants. I called him out on the whiskey and we tried to talk him into handing the bottle over to us and not returning to the party, but it was clear he was not quite.. there. Ahaha. He ended up tucking the whiskey bottle under his arm and running (apparently drunks can still run) back to the party. It was pretty devastating to see the example he was setting for our recent converts and the sorrow he was causing himself and his family. I'm still a missionary, so I guess we have to invite others to come unto Christ- even the drunk ones.

All of our sadness and worrying and mental exhaustion over our members came to a head on Sunday, where sister and I were fasting for our Recent converts. I nearly cried as the meeting started and hardly anyone was there. Then I nearly cried again as I watched nearly all those boys walk through the sacrament hall doors and take a seat in the meeting. Later I watched one waiting outside Bishop's office, waiting for an appointment with him. The Lord is ever so much more powerful than the devil and his false doctrine. He can take care of these children of His way better than I can.

In other news this week, V.J. and company brought 3 new investigators to church with them, and as B. introduced me to L., he said "He wants to be taught by the missionaries. So when is his baptism??" Ahaha. LOVE these little 13 year old missionaries. B. even said the closing prayer in his young men class on Sunday :)

C. is a new investigator who is AMAZING. She's the daughter in law of one of our members, and is so golden. In our first lesson she asks us, "Sisters, what does 'gospel' mean?" And in the second, as we followed up on her prayer about Joseph Smith she says, "I prayed and after 3 days, I felt so light and peaceful. I know he's a true prophet." She came to church on Sunday and the RS in the ward were so good at welcoming her. I testify that the Lord answers prayers!

The cake topper to all this? F.'s baptism on Saturday. He's been so diligent in biking to church every week, and his baptism was a sweet experience. Afterwards, it was raining outside and we were worried about him getting wet. (Filipinos are all afraid of the rain. It gives you the flu.) We got a black garbage bag from the storage closet for a makeshift poncho and he wrapped his wet towel around his head (like how we do when we dress up like the shepherds in the Nativity story on Christmas Eve and Megan and I fight about who gets to play Mary... Which apparently I look like Mamma Mary so that ends that everlasting argument. Okay, tangent over.) and resiliently got on his bike to go home in the rain. As he rode out of the church grounds sister and I watched and she said to me, "Now that's the faith."

Well, do you think this letter is long enough yet? I hope these emails catch a little glimpse of my life here. I love it. I love the rain and the crazy Filipinos and the gospel. I know Christ lives. Read the Book of Mormon.

Love,

Sister Luke

 1. It was a week of cute baby animals. I have to admit it- I'm a cat lady.

 2. My Lolo F.

 3. You cannot tell me that is not the sweetest face ever.

 4. This is J., one of my RC's and this picture (and my face) explains so perfectly what I do about 50% of my time here. Sister Oquias and I play mother to all the lost children here.

 5. Another small Toko gecko for Hunter and Aiden :)

 

6. The gross beetles here, also for the nephews 

 7. This is a tricycle, if you can see it.

 

8. The gorgeous sea. Love all the colored boats behind.

 

9. I can't even stand up all the way in this house.

 

10. Love these kids. Even though sometimes I go crazy.

 11. Tric from the front. This is actually the tric I prayed over. Ahaha.

 

12. F. riding his bike from his baptism.

"And it came to pass that Sister Luke lived after the manner of happiness."‏

Written 6/29/14

Good Morning!

Hi guys.

First off. Happy Anniversary (belated) to my wonderful parents. Happy Birthday (belated) to my baby Soapy. (I vote we change her nickname to baby Siopao [show-pow] because that's one of my favorite foods here.) also, Happy Birthday to Jared, I hope you've all had wonderful days!

Some funny stuff:

My arm hairs have been pretty bleached with the sun here. VJ noticed the other day and now tells me my arms are like sheep. Ahaha. So that's cool.

I will never be free of 70's music. The house next to ours loves to do Karaoke... Sometimes I hear the warbling strains of "... Been through the desert on a horse with no name..." coming from next door. Thanks mom ;)

This week was good. Nothing too special, except for F. Our 72 year old. I love this guy. He passed his baptismal interview yesterday and I'm so excited to see him baptized on the 5th. He understands the gospel so well. He's actually been taught by tons of missionaries, for almost 2 years. He has definitely strengthened my testimony that long time investigators do have a happily ever after. When F. bears his testimony to us, I know he's sincere.

I've seen a lot of the devil's influence in our investigators this week. I always learn a lot from getting to observe their lives from the outside. Being on a mission gives you a clearer perspective. Some things I've been taught this week:

1. In this war with Satan we either conquer or be conquered. There are no sidelines. If we aren't firmly planted on the Lord's side, we're already in the Devil's territory.

2. Evil is stepping up it's game. Instead of throwing sin in your face, he gradually makes you passive and complacent... lazy.

3. Halfhearted soldiers never conquer. Take a look at the Nephites at the end of the Book of Mormon. If we are only half dedicated, half devoted, half faithful, we will never win.

The solution to these sneaky attacks? For me, it's putting our relationship with our Heavenly Father very first in our lives. That means we never do anything to offend the Lord. It means we know our individual worth, that we are important to God when we feel abandoned by others. We keep the commandments because we understand our divine nature.

Sister Ann M. Dibb shared this in a young women conference, and I love it:

One of my favorite books is the British classic Jane Eyre, written by Charlotte Brontë and published in 1847. The maincharacter, Jane Eyre, is a penniless, teenage orphan who exemplifies what it means to be true. In this fictionalaccount, a man, Mr. Rochester, loves Miss Eyre but is unable to marry her. Instead, he begs Miss Eyre to live withhim without the benefit of marriage. Miss Eyre loves Mr. Rochester as well, and for a moment she is tempted, askingherself, “Who in the world cares for you? or who will be injured by what you do?”
Quickly Jane’s conscience answers: “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustainedI am, the more I will respect myself. I will keep the law given by God. … Laws and principles are not for the timeswhen there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this. … If at my individual convenience I might break them,what would be their worth? They have a worth—so I have always believed. … Preconceived opinions, foregonedeterminations, are all I have at this hour to stand by: there I plant my foot.”

Love that. So true. When we know our individual worth, we will not break God's commandments.

You're all in my prayers. I love you so much! Keep being awesome member missionaries. Thanks for the conversion stories. Sister Luke is a happy missionary :)


All my love,
Sister Luke

1. Me and bishops daughter :) Love her.

2. Hopefully he aint got rabies.

3. At V.J.'s.

4. J.R., my recent convert

 5. Brother F. at his house

Desire.

Written 6/22/14

Hey friends.

It's been a super, weirdly fast week. I feel like yesterday I was sitting here emailing you. Monday was absolutely crazy and exhausting, but sooo good. Zone Conference at the mission home is like Christmas. President Lopez is definitely the reason I'm here in Bacolod.

The funny things this week:

All my nieces and nephews are "called" by my recent convert children and their friends. They always argue about who gets Laila and Charlotte and Sophie to be their brides when they grow up and come visit me in America. (Don't worry Heather and Sarah, they are only like 6-9 year old boys. They mean no harm ;) )

I got asked by a very drunk investigator this week, (roughly translated here) "If you met a man who looked like Jesus, and then he told you he loved you, and you weren't a missionary, would you fall in love with him?"

Talk about stumped.

Also:

You all failed in sending me your personal conversion stories but I guess I just need to follow Elder Ballard's advice and be diligent in my follow up :) I really do want to hear them!

Alright. We had a more rough week this week in terms of numbers. F. (my 72 year old investigator- his baptism is on the 5th) biked to church again because he had no plete. He's the coolest.

I've learned a few things this week.

1. The R.'s are my favorite family in the whole Pines. I think they've found out that the pathway to my heart clearly also makes a stop by my stomach. I wish you could all try the dried fish in spicy vinegar here. Manapla's specialty, and Sister Luke's favorite.

2. I've gotten to know Satan a lot better. The Book of Mormon is cool like that. Take Alma 30 for example.

3. Covenants and promises are crucial to our salvation.

In regarding number 3... Yesterday was my 1 year anniversary of having gone through the temple (shoutout to Janine and Megs. Happy 1 year to us!). In light of that, this week I have been studying and reflecting on temple covenants. I had an interesting experience with a less active this week. We'll call him Brother O. Brother O is a good example of many of our less actives and even investigators. We commit them to come to church and they tell us, "Indi ko pasalig, Sis" which is basically, "I can't promise, Sis."

What I've learned, however is that what they are really saying is, "I have other priorities, Sister." (which is already breaking the first of the 10 commandments.) In the gospel and in our salvation, there's no room for disarranged priorities. Mom always taught me that you always have time (or make time) for the things you really want. Our desires dictate our priorities.

Brother O. also shared that he had the opportunity to go to the temple, but said he didn't go because he was afraid to make promises he couldn't keep. How sad! I've really learned this week that our covenants are the very thing that enable us to keep the commandments more easily. I looked up the word "Salvation" in my dictionary, and it says words like "preserve, deliver, rescue." Looking at real world use of those words, all those things require some sort of price. Preserving fruits and veggies requires you to buy the cans, the materials, and spend time canning. Deliveries of packages to your doorstep require an extra fee and a signature. Calling an ambulance in times of emergency is expensive. In all these situations, there is a price expected; so it is with Salvation. The price has many aspects, but part of it is making covenants with the Lord. It may not be as simple as signing the FedEx guy's delivery paper, or writing a check to the hospital; it requires a pure desire to gain exaltation. Like Elder Holland said, "Salvation is not a cheap experience." It requires that our priorities are in order and that we cling to the promises the Lord expects and requires of us.  

I would encourage you all to read Elder Oak's talk "Desire" from a couple conferences ago. Such a lovely talk.

Well, time is ticking. I love you all bunches. My camera is being funky so no pictures this week... Just imagine a happy Sister Luke, eating dried fish and looking super haggard in all those Zone Conference pictures from last week :)

Love,
Sister Luke

Jokes! I got it to work.
1.This is the inside of a tiangge. They are just these tiny stores full of wonderful junkfood. There's like 10 on every street. Most of the time they are just at the front of people's houses. This is the Romero's tiangge. (chung-gee)

2. They have these fabulously colorful paintings on the walls here lining the highway. This one is my favorite because of the green. I love Manapla.

3. This is one of our less active sisters. HAD to get a picture of the shirt. A Potter fan's love never dies.

4. I just had to attach this one. I mean, how can you not? My Friday nights are probably better than yours cause I get to spend them with these kids :)