Tuesday, June 25, 2013

#45 - Life

Hi, everybody! 

I STILL love you all.  More than words.

So before I left for my mission, Mike gave me a bunch of letters to open for moments I need them, like I did for Millzie.  And you know what I did last night?  After about a month of not even looking at my box of letters, I decided to dig it out from the cabinet and search for a particular envelope.  And there she was: "Open when you are the happiest you've ever been in your life."  I went outside on our balcony, said a little prayer of gratitude, and opened it up.  And I guess that news alone can tell you how I'm doing.  

It was such an interesting week for me, such a strange and lovely chain of thoughts and events that added up and turned into real happiness.  It seemed like in all my personal studies I would have new thoughts, and through the day everything seemed to revolve around what Id been thinking about.  Then the next day I would learn something new, and it would build right on what Id been thinking about the day before, and so on and so forth, and by the end of the week, I felt like a brand-new missionary, full of fresh new ideas and wishes and perspective on life.  And all of that came from reading the scriptures and praying for one hour in the morning.  I believe in studying the scriptures.  I have actually received personal revelation and inspiration from Heavenly Father by doing it.  I believe very much in the importance of being still and making time to communicate with God.  It's real.

One of the moments I had this week, I was just sitting on the brown tile outside and the sun was shining on me, and I just sat back and closed my eyes and started thinking.  It seems funny, but what I thought about was this - If I was going to die in 20 minutes, how would I feel and what would I do?  First I'd pray.  Then, pretending that I could somehow make a phone card appear out of nowhere, I would definitely call home.  And I just imagined the conversation I would have with Mom.  None of this is in a creepy way, ya know?  It was just a little thinking exercise I did.  At the end of the 10 minutes or so that I thought about it, you know how I was feeling?  One hundred percent happy.  Because I know that if for some crazy reason I were to leave this life today, I would know without a doubt that I would see you all again, and that what's waiting for us next is a big adventure.  I know that because of Jesus Christ, everything works out.  If I was going to die, I would tell you that I love you.  I love you, love you, love you.  And I love our Savior.  I would just say, Keep all the covenants you've made.  And then I could leave.  And it would be totally okay.  

And then I started thinking, ya know, it's probably not going to be today, and it's probably not going to be this year or any of the upcoming years.  I'm hoping I get to be a sweet old grandma one day, 'cuz I think that sounds nice, and I want to make cookies for my grandkids and plant pumpkins with my husband in our overalls and all that lovely stuff.  But I thought, oh my goodness, one day I'm going to actually die.  Just like Siggy says on What About Bob - "I am going to die.  YOU are going to die." :)  But really!  It's going to happen.  

So you know what life is?  It really is a gift.  It's such a short, wonderful gift.  I think it's beautiful.  Which is interesting, because on my mission I have heard and seen things that I neeeever really realized happened in this world, or at least I didn't comprehend their reality like I do now. I am talking about suffering.  I have met people here that know what it is to suffer.  Not just be hungry or have a little house.  I mean actually suffer deep sorrow and pain and fear, to live atrocious, wicked, disgusting things.  You would think that  this would make me less hopeful and positive.  But even though I have seen a lot of darkness and sadness, the message that I have really learned on my mission is this:

John 16:33 - These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.  

The Atonement of Jesus Christ is a real thing.  Christ is actually a Real Being, he is our Brother.  His grace is the divine power that enters us and purifies us and gives us strength beyond our own.  It is that grace that allows us to pick ourselves up after we fall and try again.  It is that grace that gives us hope for a better world and the faith to act on that hope.  His grace makes all broken things whole and all good things better.  He truly descended below all things and then He conquered them.  And because He knows all things, all sadness and regret and injustice, and conquered them, He is the One who can help us.  He offers us His grace, His divine power, when we live the gospel.  The gospel is having faith in Christ, repenting, being baptized, receiving the Holy Ghost, and then enduring to the end.  When we live the gospel and accept His grace, we receive it.  And then we can truly "do all things through Christ which strengtheneth us"  (Phillipians 4:13).  I know this is true because I have seen it.  I have seen people healed, I have watched them overcome wicked things through living the gospel.  And I personally know it's true.

Now I would just like to say something.  I don't even know who reads these letters, 'cuz I know Mom puts them up, so I don't know if its just like Court and Katie and our little family, or if other friends and family members keep up on it.  But maybe if there are some people who are reading this who don't feel like they are really gospel-y, or believe-y, or maybe you are believe-y but you aren't really participating-y, I would like to tell you something.

I really do know that this gospel is true.  And it's hard sometimes to get to that point.  Do you all remember my letters from the beginning?  If I didn't make it clear then, I will say it right now- I really went through the ringer, spiritual-wise.  I flat out had moments where I didn't know what I believed.  I had all kinds of moments where I thought - this really is weird.  This is really a very strange thing I am doing and preaching and do I really have the right to go out there and say I  know this is true?  Sometimes I'd think about people I love and respect, so many people, who don't know it or don't show it.  And I'd think, Am I just in my own little world?  Am I just following some made-up theory or the culture of my little Utah home?  

Well now I just want to say that I know it's true.  Its just me, Micail, talking, and I really do believe in the gospel.  I still have tons of stuff that I don't understand, but I have enough evidence to prove to me that this is true.  Most of the evidence is not physical.  But it is much more real and important than anything you could touch or see.  It is moments in prayer when your heart truly connects to heaven and you feel a pure, peaceful feeling of love.  It is happiness that fills you up from head to toe.  It is assurance that all will be well.  I am truly making the claim that this gospel is true, that Christ lives, and He is our Savior.

Alma 30: 40-41: And now what evidence have ye that there is no God, or that Christ cometh not? I say unto you that ye have none, save it be your word only.
 But, behold, I have all things as a testimony that these things are true; and ye also have all things as a testimony unto you that they are true; and will ye deny them? 
So I'll come back to the whole "We are going to die" thing.  Our lives really are just little moments in the whole span of our existence.  It's so important that we get them figured out and live them well.  And I am telling you that the gospel is the way to true happiness.  It allows us to overcome all things, and its what makes this little gift of life, as crazy or hard or strange as it may be, beautiful.  The true gospel is the reason that I opened that little gray envelope this week.

If you don't believe the gospel is true or you aren't living according to what you believe, what is holding you back?  No one's gonna force you, no one is going to hate you either for just trying to figure this out a little bit.  Be brave enough to just try.  If nothing else, you have the testimony of one little person living in the middle of the Pacific Ocean telling you that it's true.  So say a prayer today.  He really is listening.

I love you with all my heart.  I love you, forever and ever!

-Soeur Mann

P.S.  This is my area.  Isn't she lovely?


Monday, June 17, 2013

#44 - Amazing

Hi, everybody!
Ya'll ready for a quick li'l update from week?
Okay:
1.  I seriously love you guys. Without you, I would be nothing.  I love you all so much.
2.  Dad- your leg is broken. (Editor's Note:  Dad did not tell her.)  I do believe you win an award with that one.  World's Highest Pain Tolerance Level goes to Roger Mann!  And World's Biggest Hug and lots of love and apple sauce is being sent from Tahiti straight to you, Pappa!  Except not really the apple sauce.  I'm going to just keep the apple sauce and eat it.  There is deeeelicious apple sauce here with mangoes in it.  But I am sending you the hug and love.  What a trooper.  What a CHAMP.
3.  Here is picture of me holding a banana tree I chopped down with a rusty saw!  We had a li'l service project across the street and it was oh, so good.  Man, I miss yard work.  Not a joke.  It felt so good to be dirty and sweaty and muddy.  And I licked the inside of the banana tree 'cuz it was all gooey- doesn't taste like bananas.  Tastes like dandelions.  If you haven't tasted a dandelion yet, go taste one.  You'll see what I'm talking about.  Bring some Mentos with you.
4.  A moment I will never forget- teaching Tamahere, a sweetheart 16 skateboarder boy, the Plan of Salvation.  We lay it all out and teach everything, and when we finish I ask, "So what do you think?"  And all he says, quietly and sincerely, is, "It's amazing."  Yes, it is amazing.  It's wonderful.
5.  Sometimes people criticize the church for small things.  You know, if someone were to dig around in my past and find every single bad thing I'd done, they would hate me.  If they looked for it, they would find all kinds of dirty, ugly, mud.  If they only looked at that, no one would be my friend.  But the thing is, we are not just our mistakes.  We are much more than that.  The church has a lot of mud on it, but if you really want to know what we are about, read this month's Ensign from cover to cover.  Read about prayer and forgiveness and happiness in our families, taking care of our bodies and worshiping Jesus Christ.  Then you can start thinking about whether the church is a good thing.

I truly, truly love you!  I love the Lord and I love life.  Sometimes it is rough, but that's alright.  It's beautiful.  Please send pictures of the family - I miss you all!  Also, Jamie Felix - CONGRATS!  Your announcement and letter sent me into a lovey dovey cloud of bliss for about four hours - whoops.  I can't wait to meet your sweet husband!  Okay, all my love to all of you!

-Soeur Mann



Tuesday, June 11, 2013

#43 - Clarity

I love you!  Hi, guys!  I love you so, so much and forever and ever. 

So, have you ever spent four nights in the maternity ward of a Tahitian hospital?.... 

'Cuz I have.

Ha ha!  Oh, Mom, don't fret!  Oh, you can't know how much I have been dying to send that phrase off!  K, catch your breath, 'cuz I'm not even sick.  But my dear friend and very first companion in the MTC, was very, very sick pretty much the whole time she has been here.  They have tried and tried to figure it out, and had pretty much decided it was in her head.  Then one night our mission president just had the inspiration that they needed to take her to the hospital immediately.  When they got there, her blood sugar was so extremely high that another day without help would have sent her into a diabetic coma.  It turns out that she has diabetes!  It was an absolute miracle that President Sinjoux took her to the hospital when he did!  And we were so grateful to finally find out what the problem is and that she can manage it!  The little clinic she was at just happened to stick her in the maternity ward, and I just happened to be lucky enough to get four sleep-overs with her while she stayed there!  I slept on the ground on a little air mattress.  And every day I was awoken at six AM by a boisterous, white-haired, fast-talkin' French doctor who flipped on the lights and started ramblin' off about carbohydrates.  Good thing I've become a morning person! It really was fun to spend time with my li'l Soeurry and help her feel better.  She is doing great.

Mom, I got the package you sent!  It was absolutely WONDERFUL!  I love, love, love the clothes!  I mean it, they are perfect!  It is so nice to have new, pretty things to wear, and I feel like the real me when I've got vanilla Bath and Body works lip gloss on!  Seriously, it was so refreshing!  You are so nice, Mom!  Thank you!!

Now, the biggest, best event of all!  I am so, so, so happy to announce that this weekend was the baptism of three wonderful people, the three dressed in white in the photo attached!  Michel, Moana, and Kalina!  What a joyful thing! (Side note - my companion is not actually three feet tall, she's just standing on a lower step.) Truly, June 8th, 2013, was one of the most fulfilling days of my life.  From the very first few days that I arrived in this area, I knew that I had a big job to do here, and that if nothing else happened, I needed to help Moana and Michel know Jesus Christ and live the goodness of the gospel.  I made the goal that I would help them get baptized.  And Saturday was the day!  Some of the most precious moments of my mission were the three testimonies they bore - I will never forget Moana looking straight at me and Soeur D'agnillo and saying, "Thank you for helping me hope for a better life."  And all the mosquitoes and stomach aches and stressful phone calls and hard stuff of the mission just melted into nothing.  It's funny how its hard to keep perspective sometimes, not just on a mission, but in life all the time.  Sometimes we forget why we are doing things or what the big picture is, but when we search for them or at least allow them to come, there are moments of clarity.  And those moments where we grasp the big picture, like seeing a man who has gone from hopeless to hopeful through Jesus Christ, those are the moments that keep this world turning.  Its so important to have them, it's just as important to remember them.  I will try to remember that moment forever.

I had another moment of clarity this week, something that was very personal and sacred, but that I want to try and share a little bit.  Last week I received the news that someone I love very much is having a very, very hard time.  And I mean a truly bad time.  I felt heartbroken. I couldn't stop thinking about it.  The next morning I knelt down to say my prayer for my personal study with the heaviest heart.  But something really amazing happened.  I started talking to Heavenly Father with more pleading and sincerity than I have in quite awhile, and in praying, I felt what can only be described as real, true love.  It felt like I was going to burst because I realized that I really, really loved this person whom I was praying for, and I realized that Heavenly Father loves them even more.  I felt the reality of our relationship to Father in Heaven - we are really His children, we're really all brothers and sisters.  And praying for a brother or sister to our Father is a real thing.  We can do it without hesitation.  We don't have to be perfect or even close.  The truth is that He loves us infinitely.  We can go to Him for absolutely everything, and we can ask Him to take care of the people we love.  I prayed and prayed, and in the end I thought, "I don't know how He will fix this.  But I know He'll take care of this person.  He loves them."  Prayer is power because it is love.  

How cool is it to be alive?  Its wonderful.  I know that the Plan of Salvation is real.  I'm so happy to be here right now doing the "earth thing."  I'm joyful to know that it will just keep getting better. 

I love you with all my heart!
- Soeur Mann

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

#42 - Unfortunately . . .

No letter from Sister Mann The Elder this week.  But here is the lizard picture we forgot to upload last week and a link to Sister Mann The Younger - The Brazilian Nut