Breinholt, Bella P

It was another week we pled for miracles.  It just felt right that in a week like this one we would see wondrous things.  We couldnt expect anything less.  We planned to make 9 friends and have 9 friends at church.  The lessons were all confirmed.  These people couldnt wait to meet to learn more.  We couldnt help but count down the days until we could meet with them.  We were ready to experience the Lord in his vineyard once again.  And then the night came.  It seemed that all hope was lost.  The sickness began to take over.  We rushed asking our friends if they could meet some other way.  It worked for some. While others it didnt.  In a week where so much good was meant to happen why did this opposition come now?  It was the first time i hadnt gone to church in 15 months.  How could i have ever missed before?  I never knew how much i need it, until i didnt have it.  I missed having that sacred moment a...

I often think about the weight that filled Mary's heart as she received the news that she would be bearing a child who would save the world.  "How shall this be..." We often ask ourselves the same question.  There are moments where God requires so much. At times it may seem impossible believe that we could fulfill such things.  But, we see a higher faith in Mary.  Maybe its because she had experience God before.  She understood this higher love and trust that he has for his children.  She allowed this weight to carry her forward.  "Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word." She truly understood the concept of seeking and expecting miracles.  The inadequacy that she may have felt, she placed it in the hands of God. We were seeking a miracle this week.  At the beginning of the transfer Sister Moli and I made a goal to get 10 people to church for the Christmas service. We knew it would be stretching and it would requi...

Im finding that recently Heavenly Father is teaching me similar lessons to those i learned at the beginning of my mission.  I remember a specific day where i felt done.  My life had unexpected changes that i didnt see coming.  It seemed like every person we talked to didnt want anything to do with us.   One of our friends that was meant to get baptised the next week told us he didnt want to see us anymore. Everything that day just seemed to pile up and i was done.  I rememeber sitting on these steps outside of these flats in Brinnington and just crying.  My heart hurt.  It was truly a moment where i felt like a failure.  My companion and i at the time went back to the flat early that day.   As soon as we got to the flat we both went in separate rooms and began pleading with Heavenly Father.  I wanted to know why i had to feel so broken.  Hadn't i been broken enough before all of this?  Why did he want me to feel so lo...

At times it just hasn't seemed fair that one who is perfect would have to suffer for the imperfect.  Why would a Father want to give up his Son for the misuse of man's agency?  It has led me to think about what would life be like without a Saviour? Could we do it? Could we manage it all alone?  In my moments where I have felt the farthest away from my Saviour my world has felt like the heartaches would last forever. That all of my wounds would never heal. That happiness, peace, and God could never be obtained.  That was my world.  It is a pain im sure at one time we have or will experience.  But, it is through those moments where i have experienced the need for Jesus Christ.  A weight that would be unbearable to carry on my own.  Life would be impossible.  In those moments he could've left me on my own but, He's here.  Because of the love of the Father.  For unto us a child is born. Unto us a son is given. And his name shall be call...