Showing posts with label Priesthood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Priesthood. Show all posts

He Had Been Crying, A Friend Passes Away

For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes. -Revelations 7:17


Monday, March 16, 2015

Dear Parents, Mom and Dad/Dad and Mom,

I talked to President Wilson about the soliciting and trespassing signs during my interview with him this past week. We are legally protected in what we are doing; this has been proven in the courts. If people say we are doing either of those things, we can go on to the next door. Yes, I will take precautions, but I will keep on going forward. It will be interesting to see how it goes.

I am the designated driver; it is one designated driver at a time. As for roles in leadership, it is true that is a role I do not want. It is hard to explain why. It is not about leadership to me. I rather focus on people rather than missionaries and key indicators. I like to work on a one-on-one basis with people; what makes me happy about missionary work is teaching people. I cannot fully express my thoughts and feelings about this without the right questions. But, I know this. I have made strides and improvements in my own life that has come from this. I have personally healed and became better. It makes me think of something I realized this past week. As I have been leading the area, I have been drawing only on past experiences, impeding (if impeding is the right word) the Spirit to guide me. By allowing myself to be worthy of the Spirit and focusing on spirituality, I have been able to receive revelation for the area and confidence. I know that as I keep the Spirit in my life and continue to be converted and to be consecrated, my life will be abundant. That is something I realize that I want in my own life and for my own family. I want to have the Spirit with me by putting God as a priority. Without having the Spirit at the home, we allow ourselves to be darkened, which in turns allowing the adversary to take effect in the family, damaging lives in the process.

This past week has been a great one and a step of improvement. 

Monday, I got a haircut. We tried a referral that we received from the Spanish elders. We were invited by an elderly woman (who is this referral's sister) and this elderly man came out to talk to us. We started talking about the Restoration and he was, "I am already a member." So, as we looked at the ward directory a bit later, he is a member, who had recently moved into the area. Previous missionaries had found him and, it seems, left him behind, forgetting all about him. We talked to him for a bit, before leaving. We decided to work with him, so we made plans to revisit him later in the week. 



Tuesday, we had district meeting. We then tried to see some potentials (individuals that may have an interest in our message), but none were home or too happy to see us. We tried another referral that we had received from the Spanish elders. He is an ex-Marine (excuse the "ex" Semper Fi), which changed his views on God and religion. He seemed generally interested in what we had to say. He is willing to read the Book of Mormon. We know that the Plan of Salvation will help him, especially with knowing our purpose here on earth and understanding God more.




Wednesday, we, with a member, visited a single sister, who is not a member (although her husband is a member, but less active). Lots of confidential material here that I cannot explain. (Information in this part of the letter was left out intentionally. Let's just say that one of the gifts of the Spirit is discernment of things seen and unseen.) After this appointment, we visited part member families out in Goochland. Few were home; one was a less active member, who potentially was offended in another ward up in Woodbridge. We spent a good portion of our day, trying to do this before we went back to the city to tract an apartment complex. We started knocking on doors. One lady told us to be careful, because she did not want to see us get kicked out. We went up the stairs of her part of the complex, when I noticed a man, who had his door open. We had previously knocked on his door, although he did not answer. I also noticed he had a golf club in his hands. He and I made eye contact, allowing him to motion for us to come over. I was thinking, "Oh no, here we go again." When we got over, it was evident that he had been crying. As he explained to us, he was praying to God for help and guidance. And lo, we knocked on his door during his prayer. He was happy to see us and glad we could talk with him. He explained his thinking of God and such. He believes in reincarnation, multiple Sons of God (e.g. Jesus Christ, Buddha), and God visiting the earth multiple times to help put us on the right path. It was interesting, but we started to talk to him about the Restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. He enjoyed it, yet he tried fitting it into his beliefs. When we return, we will go over the Plan of Salvation.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.-John 14:27
Thursday, we did our usual service at the health center. I must say, for your information, "Mama" (for those who have not followed this journey Mama is an elderly woman that Seth had met in another area and treats all missionaries as her sons.)  was quite sad; her best friend, who was in perfectly good health for a ninety year old, passed away on Monday (and Mama saw it happen), which is odd to think. We saw her on Sunday, the day previous, and she was, as I said, in perfectly good health. It is sad. But, service was great; we helped Mama sort through the clothes of her best friend that her best friend's family gave her as well.

We did more tracting. We saw our elderly gentleman friend, that we saw on Monday, and gave him a large print Book of Mormon to read. We read some with him. 

Friday, we had interviews. We weekly planned. We tracted and contacted a referral that we received. That referral was Mama's roommate, which I am not sure what we can do with her. Not much else happened.

Saturday, we did our progress record and we started to tract. I have been carrying my scriptures, because, my book bag recently broke. It was raining on Saturday and I needed to wrap my scriptures and pamphlets in a Wal-Mart bag. We returned to our car. We had been neglecting a problem with our car and we noticed it needed to be taken care of. You see, our two front tires need air pressure in them, but the caps were metal, instead of plastic. We could not get them off and we eventually called Elder Sopp to tell him, who told us to go to tire shop, which we avoided until we saw our tires on this particular Saturday. Our tires looked slightly flat, so we postponed tracting to go to Jiffy Lube. They told us that they could not help, because, one, they do not do tires and, two, the metal caps were rusted on. We took to another tire shop and through a lengthy process, we got two brand new tires for the front of our car. We headed for dinner immediately afterward.

Dinner was great; we were listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir during it. We had to share a quick thought after dinner, because we had an appointment with our Bible fundamentalist. Funny thing was the Mormon Tabernacle Choir beat me to the punch of my testimony. We were talking about missionary work and how we need to be more Christlike to be examples to others. I started to bear testimony of Jesus Christ as our Savior and Exemplar when the Choir piped up, "THIS IS THE CHRIST." Yes, thank you, choir. (It reminds me of a time in Appomattox where I was called to say blessings over the food. Prior to this, instrumental music of different movies were playing. Nobody turned it off. As it so happened to be, as I said the prayer, the music got louder and it was for an epic scene of a movie. I would have to say, it was the most epic prayer I ever said.) 

Well, off we went to our Bible fundamentalist; the bishop (pastor) came out with us for this appointment. My companion and I decided to talk about the apostasy (from the church Christ established) and reemphasize the need to the Restoration. I had been praying heavily for divine help. I am not sure how it all came about. We were talking about the apostasy and we mentioned priesthood authority. We mentioned again that it was lost. Somehow from that, we talked about the priesthoods (the Aaronic and Melchizedek Priesthood) and how it has been on the earth for a while. We talked about how John had the Aaronic and Jesus held the Melchizedek. We talked about how the priesthood is lost. One, you have the leaders being killed off, who held the authority. It would make sense that they would quickly pass on the authority, right? Well, that is point two, you would think that, but you also have to keep in mind that even local leaders who were left in charge of the churches in the various parts of the known world were apostatizing. (See Acts 20:28-30; background: Paul, returning to Jerusalem, called for the local leaders ["elders"] of the church in Ephesus to Miletus.) For our Bible fundamentalist, it clicked. He mentioned the Catholics and their claim (and we brought up the Reformers, how they were break offs in trying to reform the Catholic Church and they were missing authority) of the priesthood, which he disagreed with. He completely disregarded it until we helped connect the dots. It gave him a lot to think about; we invited him to read Alma 13. It was a very spiritual lesson.

Sunday, we had church and we had a lesson with our ten year old investigator. We read the Book of Mormon with him, because the Spirit was not there in the house.

It has been a good, spiritual week that is full of miracles. Good things are bounding. I do believe the area will steadily progress to a steady foundation. This is week three that we have now entered; I am going to continue to push forward. It will be great.

We are working with the ward (congregation) and gaining referrals. We have been emphasizing the ward mission plan with member dinners and creating their own family ward mission plan. We have been trying to help the ward get missionary focused. We are trying to gain their trust. I do feel that we are trying to overcome the mistakes (both unintentional and intentional) that previous missionaries have made. I know of at least one family that has expressed that they are watching us (in their own way: "You know, the last missionaries said they could do later appointments, but you say five is the basis..." "When I was ward mission leader, I asked to see their planners..."); rather than worry about their expectations, we are going to focus on our vision and push forward. I find that a balance is healthy for us, because, well, if we spend all our time tracting, we burn up our energy and we neglect those that do need our help. Plus, we have Goochland. And to keep our purpose as missionaries with less actives, we invite them to attend the temple. We have now been giving time to track our temple invites. The ward is good here, but like I said, I do think there can be improvements.

Tout va bien! Alles wohl!

Love,

Elder S. Todd

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P.S. I asked President Wilson about your idea of Skyping this next with some time with you two and with Bria, which he said is okay as long as I do split up my time equally and keep it under. They both would total together; the base is 40 minutes (I know, we really have not been doing that), so it would 20 minutes with you and 20 minutes with Bria. We will worry about this later.

Yes, thank you for the new package. We have greatly enjoyed the green bouncy balls that light up. It has been the most amusing fun.  My companion said he wants to thank you two, but I am not sure he will be able to when he wants to. It all depends on what occurs in the next couple of weeks.

I am definitely pushing forward. I say that a lot, especially in this email. My primary focus has been on the spiritual to keep my own focus to allow myself to receive guidance and help. I have seen the blessings of that. Whether or not you have my itinerary for my departure (because I have no idea when it will come or if it will come to me or you), thanks for not telling me. And this is not a sarcastic thank you. It is a real THANK YOU. I am going to focus. 



#Virginia Richmond Mission


Could Parents Be Right?

Valentine's Day to Bones to Al Capone, Happy Birthday Mom, Revelation on crew cuts, bike fixed/not fixed . . .




Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Dear Parents, Mom and Dad/Dad and Mom,

Well, I am finally emailing you and I was wondering how you met Elder Walbrecht, (Elder Walbrecht, was assigned to the California Fresno Mission and we met him the night before he left for home in Woodbridge, VA at his farewell from California. He is assigned to the congregation where Seth now serves.) only due to the fact that he said that he met you. All of us needed a ride to take care of emailing and shopping and we enlisted him for help. So, now it is Tuesday and we had to use another member. Not upset about it, life happens.

(A question was asked in his letter about a shirt he had to sew.) It probably was a Missionary Mall shirt, but I have yet to do laundry. (We have a washer and dryer in the house.) I can clearly tell colors and I know that string was white. Do not have anything else to sow to test it out. 

I got a bike tube and it works. However, bike is still not fixed. It is usable, however. It just needs a final test and a new washer to see if that would correct the problem. It is noisy when I pedal and it becomes difficult to use the gears. I do have a solution. Until then, I am working on it. 

Yes, packages can be received and I am assuming it is for Valentine's Day to which is why you are asking. (Whenever I think of Valentine's Day, I think of Al Capone, which leads to Bones(T.V. show he used to watch), which is why I think of Al Capone, or whatever gangster it was, on Valentine's Day (Saint Valentine's Day Massacre). I made that connection thanks to Bones and I cannot stop thinking of it when I hear Valentine's Day. Also, I need Flonase.) 

Am I being transferred soon? I do not know. I will not know until next week. I do not know whether I am or I am not. Sometimes, I think I am staying. Other times, I feel as though I am leaving. Simply, I do not know.

Glad to hear that the birthday card came in on time! Happy birthday! So, Mom. How old are you? How old?

Well, I got sick. Sort of. I had a cold, took some medicine, and then stopped. It turned into a sore throat, which I still have. Friday, it was bad, because I nearly lost my voice. Luckily, through prayer and God's miracles, I got some of my voice back. I brushed my teeth and the mint of the toothpaste of which I either swallowed or inhaled helped out. Not sure how exactly, but it is good to know that there are daily miracles. But, it took a lot of energy out of me where I was tired all week and was falling asleep in member's cars. Usually I could stay awake, but not last week. (That's funny because unless he was driving, he would always fall asleep in the car. You could be talking to him a mile a minute and look over at him and he'd be sound asleep.)

Besides that, it has been a good week. I felt inspired to write some topics down that I wanted to study in the future. It included a study of Preach My Gospel and a topical guide study on God, Jesus Christ, Holy Ghost, Man, and a variety of topics based on Doctrine and Covenants Section 121:41-46, see footnotes for the TG. I felt as though I should organize the priesthood attributes (D&C 121:41-46) into index cards. Furthermore, as I started to organize it, I felt impressed to go deeper with this study. Do you know what that adds up to? He is all wise and He knows us. Simply put.

But, with this coming week, I am at the near end of my current topical guide study, which means I am on mercy. With a week where I have been tired and sick, it gives me a great chance to focus and refocus. I think this idea of refocusing is going to be continual, because as I continue to refocus, I will begin to see even more clearly than I have ever before. 

I am excited. We had zone meeting and something that we as a stake and a mission will focus some on is family history work. Exactly why I am excited, because in White Oak, I did some family history. Nothing new. But, I loved it and I am excited I get to get back into it. Plus, it helps with the work of salvation, because it is a good conversation starter. The Spirit of Elijah is truly going forth. Amazing. From what I saw, familysearch.org is a very organized site. It is great to use. Family history is one more bit to this whole entire work of salvation. There is great worth in doing missionary work and family history.


Well, I got a hair cut. I know exciting, right? It is not just to inform you that, "Hey, I am getting my regular haircut." But, be prepared to be amazed. It hit me with a sheer force of hitting a wall of bricks. I should care about my appearance and I do. I know, amazing, right? Does that mean I will use hair products? Ha, no. (Never liked anyone putting gels or other things in his hair.)  It does not mean that at all. I still refuse, even if it means that I have to get a regular haircut. Honestly, though, I do and I like the hair cut I got. Now, mind you, I have no idea in the sense of hair styles, so as far as I think I know, I think it was a crew cut. Whatever that means. (The guy asked me if I wanted a crew cut and I was so confused. Finally, he just, "You want a hair cut.") (Much of the time his hair was cut by a hair stylist who was a neighbor, Linda Haight, or his sister who also is a hair stylist. Nothing was ever said about crew cuts. He always had a short cut or else it grew into a porcupine look.) I think I will get this hair cut for the rest of my life. But, it goes beyond that. I should care about how I dress as well. It is not just about looking nice for missionary work or other important tasks/events, but daily life. I hope you understand. (Yes, we do. I think we told him that several times as a teenager.) It was an interesting revelation for me. (Ooh, the light clicks on. You see our young people who serve missions have a lot of personal revelations or should we say self-revealing facts.) I am sure you are laughing at this by now (Yep, that prophetic mind is right!), that, or rejoicing that a prayer has been answered (both). So, it is no more, "I do not care how I look," it is more of, "Hey, I do care and I look nice with this." See, the mission does change people. (We knew it would. See myths about Mormon missionaries busted on the side bar.)

So, nothing else new. I have been working hard, doing all that I can. I keep on learning new things and relearning old things.

All is well.

Love,

Elder S. Todd

It's Not Always Easy To Be A Missionary - Struggles and Success

September 3, 2013

Dear Parents, Mom/Dad

Do not think that I am trying to worry you on purpose or that I am putting you guys second. Last week on Monday was an unusually busy day wherein we had to do service. Yesterday, was, of course, Labor Day. The reason I am typing an email out so late is for the fact that my companion is a district leader and he had a meeting to attend to. I was helping another missionary while my companion was away with this other missionary's companion. I am working on sending cards out. I know that I am late in sending Reagan's, but believe me, I am trying to do everything in due time and I plan on sending out a card as soon as possible. Believe me when I am trying to do everything in my own power and in the schedule of the things to work things out and do what is necessary.

With the new place, we have new furniture, so that means new mattresses. We both figured that to avoid the problem we would leave the plastic mattress coverings on the new mattresses. It has been working fine. Mattress pads are over the mattress and sheets are on top of it all. The backpack satchel is lasting for a long while. I am not bike still, though my companion would like to ride bikes for our exercise. We are slowly getting that started. Our new living arrangements are quite nice. It is much bigger than our previous apartment. That is major plus on top of other things. I have to wash dishes by hand (and I am the only one that washes dishes with soap; my companion rinses with water then puts it back) and I have to go to a laundromat or another elders' apartment in order to do laundry. So, it is all good. I make sure my clothes are not being taken; I keep an eye on them.

I feel sorry for the sisters and I hope that everything will work out for them. It is rather unfortunate what they have to deal with. (The sister missionaries in Lemoore live in an area that is not the best but finding housing is difficult when your renters can change. They have been broken in once. We, Elder Todd's parents bought and hung some shades on a kitchen window that could be seen through. We are going to cover another window that is missing a slat in its curtain.) Our housing person is extremely stressed as of now, seeing as so many people are coming in and he has to work on 22 apartments this week for people getting in. I am glad one of the elders (we took in a sick male missionary, see FB Elder Seth Todd) kept my dog in good company. I am sorry that it sounds like people are getting sick. Here, one of the elders had to go to the hospital, because he was coughing up blood. Cause? Bronchitis. 

I am happy to hear that Reagan had a good birthday. It sounds like she had fun and I am glad it went well. It so crazy how everyone is going grow up while I am gone. Glad to hear that LMCHS has extremely improved(API score 892, top five schools in the valley). That is amazing. And how did you hear about Mr. Whiting ( a former high school teacher who had a baby boy with his wife)? And if you can, tell him that I said congratulations! And I snickered at the thought of the Fortner family in a hotel with the dogs, but hopefully everything will work out for them. (They found a house with a beach view to rent, lucky).

So, everything seems to be getting busier by the minute. It seemed like the first week here was extremely slow, but it has been going so fast. This past week we have had two people on date (commitment to be baptized and confirmed a member), which is amazing. We may have another person on date as well, but we have to wait until the next visit to officially select a date. One person we have to push their date back, because he has yet to go to church and I do not think he went this week. He came back from Texas for a few days (he is engaged to the person who referred him on mormon.org) and then he bailed on us to go back to Texas to visit her. I hope that everything is okay, because he has not communicated much to us. We have been teaching a lot of people. 

The man from Trinidad is quite interesting; he was drunk one time while we were there and he was going off on that the leaders are seeking their own pay and that we needed more money, support, and praise (not sure who he is talking about, we have an unpaid lay ministry and the missionaries are not seeking praise.). Other than that, he still needs to work on a few things and do a few things before he is going to change. He does not read the Book of Mormon on his own and he attended church only once.

The charitable man is going to be baptized on the 15th (he is the other person who is officially on date). We have only taught the Restoration. Whenever we teach him, it ends him telling us all these amazing stories about how he is helping the homeless or some other awesome story. Eventually, we will teach him. He loves the Church and has a testimony. I am so happy that things are working out for him.

The woman and her daughter are still keeping at it (the woman is the person who wanted gas money). The daughter wants to be baptized and is excited to be baptized, though she wants to pray about the date. She also needs to attend church. The mother needs time and I am a bit afraid. She believes deeply that she already has, even after explaining the restored priesthood authority and giving her daughters priesthood blessings. She is quite proud of her baptism and showed us her certificate. The mother will have to come to the realization about the priesthood authority on her own Restoration of the Priesthood.

We unfortunately had to drop an investigator family. They seemed nice, excited. The man wanted to give a speech to the youth of the ward, but he needed to attend church. We invited and he did not show up. We call him, it rings, the man "picks up" says hello, then it drops exactly at 45 seconds every time. When we dropped by on a good night, the lights are on and we knocked. Their kid bangs on the door and then we can hear the door locking. It is rather unfortunate, but I believe they are afraid of commitment, (Most of us may have closed the blinds, refused to answer the door when someone is going door-to-door. We pretend not to be home. The answering machine at the Todd home even blocks numbers of annoying people who constantly call when told that we are not interested. However, in this case, which happens all to often to LDS missionaries, they had been invited in, the individuals seemed genuinely interested, then "Bam" this kind of response. Perhaps a paid minister from another church has "warned" them of Mormons, or they simply don't have an interest. In either case, it would be nice if people would answer their door and give an explanation. There is a lot of false information passed around about members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, sometimes some things are true but just need an explanation, and then, there are those who sincerely no longer have an interest. We get it. So please, if you invite missionaries in, please be courteous. If they seem too pushy tell them so. Talk to them honestly.)

That sums up my week.  I do not want you to worry. I am alive. I am working on things and it is crazy.

Love,

Elder S. Todd

P.S Thanks for the many quotes.