I Am A "Mormonite"

Hiya!


On the way to town on Tuesday, a lad put his hazards on and pulled his car over to the side of the road near us. We were confused. He rolled his window down and said that he moved from Patagonia and only spoke Welsh. He asked if we could teach him English, and then we got his number. Did you know that there were Welsh speakers in Patagonia? Neither did I. He clearly knew who we were. So that was cool.


As well, we taught that lady from last week, Wendy. She was so welcoming and had us in her lovely home. I guess I have gotten used to teaching the lower class of society, so I was a bit taken back to be able to teach a friend inside a pretty nice home who was interested the whole time. The lesson went great! She couldn't come to church because of a hospital visit to her father, but she has kept in touch with us, and we are gonna teach her again tomorrow.


The next day, we had AP exchanges, and whilst in town, Elder Hansen told me about a memorial marking the first LDS church in Llanelli. I sure am proud to be part of the "Mormonite Church".


Saturday, we went up to Aberystwyth for exchanges there. We got a surprise service project of picking up piles of foliage from cutting some hedges down and loading them into the back of a trailer. We also moved some wood around and finished it off with a nice little BBQ. Good honest work. Felt a little like home.


We street contacted the rest of the day and had dinner with the Christensens as well (the Senior couple up there) before coming back home.


Yesterday was a nice church service, and we are blessed to have three meals with members for the upcoming week.


A funny story:


We left the flat to go to a lesson, and the AP's came back to get their stuff, and they locked the door when they left with our keys still inside. We got creative, almost climbing up and through the bathroom window when I spotted a big pole of sorts. We found that we could poke it through one of the windows in the conservatory and turn a key that we leave in the door. Boom. We got in just fine, feeling like champs.


Also, I thought I would share with you a spiritual insight that has changed my life:


Agency.


God gave me and you the power to choose. No matter WHAT is going on, be it temptation, trial, sickness, worry, etc. - we can choose what to do and how to feel about it. I think about this constantly, and it has made such a huge difference. We have so much power with our agency. The only thing that can tame this power is the Atonement of Jesus Christ, which is what grants us agency in the first place and can help us to refine our using of it. So when I struggle in life, I make the CHOICE to think of him, and it always gives me power.


Next time circumstances are difficult, use your agency to do something about it with the Savior.


"When we obey Satan, we give him power. When we obey God, He gives us power."
-Paul V. Johnson


Onwards and Upwards,


Elder Berry




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