Hello everyone,
This week was great we have been super busy teaching lessons and helping people out. We just taught and taught and taught and taught and taught and taught. (You get the idea!) This P-day was ‘Polly day” (Polynesian day) once every 6 mouths all the “Pollys” and the companions get together, play volleyball, and eat their hearts out. We had KFC and it was really good! (Mom I thought of you). I only played volleyball for one game they were all really good and it was really intense. I honestly just didn't want to break my nose. Part way through all the Sisters were going to play mini golf, but one “Polly Sister” wanted to stay so they all did! It ended up being only being “The White Sisters” that went and played mini golf. I thought this would be safer, but there was one Sister that hit the ball so hard that she could have knocked us out. It was a really long game that involved some cheating in order for all the balls to get in the holes. It was a lot of fun. All the sisters that played mini golf talked about how much they loved serving with a “Polly”, we are all have so much fun.
I love being on a mission. My life now seams like how my life should have always been! I just love it! I'm so glad that I’m here serving the lord.
My president told me he was going to leave me here for a while, but he asked me some weird question yesterday and Sister T said that that’s what he dose before he moves you or your companion. I will let everyone know what’s going on as soon as I do. I love all of you so much and miss you! Oh and my mission is going way to fast! : )
Sister Cannaday
Jan 31st
Dear Family and Friends,
So this week was great! We taught 28 lessons total. Before we got in this area the sisters were only getting 6-10 lessons a week. It's amazing what hared work and smiling face's can do. We are teaching a girl named Tori she is 16 and has been doing great! She is coming to church and reading everyday. The last lesson we taught she had lots of questions about prophets and prayer! We planned on teaching about prophets but were not planning on prayer. I had this over whelming feeling that we needed to watch with her the prophet’s last conference talk. I didn't remember what it was about, but getting some help form a prophet is never a bad idea. The talk was titled “Stand in holy places" it was the talk where the prophet bore his testimony about prayer. The sprit was so strong that everyone in the room was starting to tear up. I love moments like these where we get to share the truth and blessing of the gospel with someone who really wants to know. I know that by following the teaching of the gospel and doing what the prophets have asked us to do we will find great joy in our lives things still might be hard but we have the Savior there to help lift us up. I read a talk in my personal study by Elder Hollin and in it he told a story of a dream.
"As a young missionary, Elder Orson F. Whitney (1855–1931), who later served in the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, had a dream so powerful that it changed his life forever. He later wrote:
“One night I dreamed … that I was in the Garden of Gethsemane, a witness of the Savior’s agony. … I stood behind a tree in the foreground. … Jesus, with Peter, James, and John, came through a little wicket gate at my right. Leaving the three Apostles there, after telling them to kneel and pray, He passed over to the other side, where He also knelt and prayed … : ‘Oh my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless not as I will but as Thou wilt.’
“As He prayed the tears streamed down His face, which was [turned] toward me. I was so moved at the sight that I wept also, out of pure sympathy with His great sorrow. My whole heart went out to Him. I loved Him with all my soul and longed to be with Him as I longed for nothing else.
“Presently He arose and walked to where those Apostles were kneeling—fast asleep! He shook them gently, awoke them, and in a tone of tender reproach, untinctured by the least show of anger or scolding, asked them if they could not watch with Him one hour. …
“Returning to His place, He prayed again and then went back and found them again sleeping. Again He awoke them, admonished them, and returned and prayed as before. Three times this happened, until I was perfectly familiar with His appearance—face, form, and movements. He was of noble stature and of majestic mien … the very God that He was and is, yet as meek and lowly as a little child.
“All at once the circumstance seemed to change. … Instead of before, it was after the Crucifixion, and the Savior, with those three Apostles, now stood together in a group at my left. They were about to depart and ascend into heaven. I could endure it no longer. I ran from behind the tree, fell at His feet, clasped Him around the knees, and begged Him to take me with Him.
“I shall never forget the kind and gentle manner in which He stooped and raised me up and embraced me. It was so vivid, so real that I felt the very warmth of His bosom against which I rested. Then He said: ‘No, my son; these have finished their work, and they may go with me; but you must stay and finish yours.’ Still I clung to Him. Gazing up into His face—for He was taller than I—I besought Him most earnestly: ‘Well, promise me that I will come to You at the last.’ He smiled sweetly and tenderly and replied: ‘That will depend entirely upon yourself.’ I awoke with a sob in my throat, and it was morning.”' 1
The details of this story made me feel as if was the one rapping my arms around the Savior and pleading with him. He loves us and wants us to be happy and wants us to be with him again we just have to do everything that we can first. I love you all and hope that everything is going well. Please remember that through the Savior we can all make it back to our Heavenly Father.
Love you all,
Sister Cannaday
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