May 21, 2018 -- The Faith to Walk on Water
Hey Everyone!
This week has been a difficult one, but it's been good! We had zone conference, which is always an uplifting experience. I love seeing President and Sister Smith, and learning from them. Also our new mission nurse made us do wall sits and I was not very good at them because the day before Sister Shumway and I had done a pretty intense leg workout. It's times like these that I miss the muscle that came from biking Nine Mile. Not enough to go back to that though! Lol.
Brother Tom is doing very well! He is excited for his baptism this week, and he should be completely done with drinking coffee by Wednesday. So please keep him in your prayers this week! He asked me if he could adopt me as his grandchild, and I said of course. :) He also told me that he is sad that I will eventually leave this area and go back to college, but he knows that I will do very well and find a nice man and be good mother. I almost cried when he said that. He is a really good person and a loving human being, and I am so blessed to be a part of his journey.
A few days ago I was studying the story of when Christ walked on the sea. Peter, full of faith and trust, asks the Lord to allow him the opportunity to walk with him. The Lord agrees, and Peter confidently sets out across the waves. How powerful he must have felt as he focused his sights on the Savior, walking across the waves and knowing that the Lord would make it possible. What was it that caused his faith to flicker? Maybe it was a particularly large wave that caught his eye, or maybe he looked down for a moment and realized that what he was doing was impossible. Regardless, Peter's confidence and faith fell, and he sunk beneath the waves. He cried out to the Master to save him, and Christ comes to his aid. As Christ lifts him up, He asks lovingly asks Peter how he could doubt. I have been thinking about this account a lot since then. Peter obviously started out with a lot of faith. He was able to successfully walk across the waves for a time, as long as his sights were set on eternity. However, on his way to Christ, his faith began to fail. This begs the question- what is the difference between the faith to start, and the faith to finish? Coming on a mission can sometimes feel like a sprint- but it is not. It is a marathon. Even in the middle, after you have come so far and overcome so much, you have to keep your sights set on the Savior or you will begin to sink beneath the waves. I know this can often happen in all of our lives- do we have enough faith, not only to start, but also to finish?
I challenge each one of you who may feel like your faith is fading, to turn your sights back to Christ. Call out to him and He will come and save you. He will walk back to the ship with you, and remind you just how loved you are.
I love you all too. Sorry I don't have any pictures this week, it' s been a little crazy! Don't forget how important you are to God. Until next time- and hey! Read the Book of Mormon? <3
This week has been a difficult one, but it's been good! We had zone conference, which is always an uplifting experience. I love seeing President and Sister Smith, and learning from them. Also our new mission nurse made us do wall sits and I was not very good at them because the day before Sister Shumway and I had done a pretty intense leg workout. It's times like these that I miss the muscle that came from biking Nine Mile. Not enough to go back to that though! Lol.
Brother Tom is doing very well! He is excited for his baptism this week, and he should be completely done with drinking coffee by Wednesday. So please keep him in your prayers this week! He asked me if he could adopt me as his grandchild, and I said of course. :) He also told me that he is sad that I will eventually leave this area and go back to college, but he knows that I will do very well and find a nice man and be good mother. I almost cried when he said that. He is a really good person and a loving human being, and I am so blessed to be a part of his journey.
A few days ago I was studying the story of when Christ walked on the sea. Peter, full of faith and trust, asks the Lord to allow him the opportunity to walk with him. The Lord agrees, and Peter confidently sets out across the waves. How powerful he must have felt as he focused his sights on the Savior, walking across the waves and knowing that the Lord would make it possible. What was it that caused his faith to flicker? Maybe it was a particularly large wave that caught his eye, or maybe he looked down for a moment and realized that what he was doing was impossible. Regardless, Peter's confidence and faith fell, and he sunk beneath the waves. He cried out to the Master to save him, and Christ comes to his aid. As Christ lifts him up, He asks lovingly asks Peter how he could doubt. I have been thinking about this account a lot since then. Peter obviously started out with a lot of faith. He was able to successfully walk across the waves for a time, as long as his sights were set on eternity. However, on his way to Christ, his faith began to fail. This begs the question- what is the difference between the faith to start, and the faith to finish? Coming on a mission can sometimes feel like a sprint- but it is not. It is a marathon. Even in the middle, after you have come so far and overcome so much, you have to keep your sights set on the Savior or you will begin to sink beneath the waves. I know this can often happen in all of our lives- do we have enough faith, not only to start, but also to finish?
I challenge each one of you who may feel like your faith is fading, to turn your sights back to Christ. Call out to him and He will come and save you. He will walk back to the ship with you, and remind you just how loved you are.
I love you all too. Sorry I don't have any pictures this week, it' s been a little crazy! Don't forget how important you are to God. Until next time- and hey! Read the Book of Mormon? <3
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