Mummy and Daddy,
This week we had a fantastic zone conference about the temple, and afterwards, I went on exchange to Ashington with Sister Belliston. When I came back, I got reports that Mark and Emma had questions about Eternal Marriage that weren't entirely addressed or resolved. So we decided to teach that for the next lesson. For some reason we were really nervous. We felt like this lesson was either going to make it or break it for us. We did a lot of praying about what we should teach, who we should bring etc. Things just didn't feel right. We prayed some more, tried to arrange for members to come with us. Nothing worked out. We felt really anxious about the whole thing. We didn't want to screw it up. We prayed again, got some advice from our District Leader, then suddenly, everything fell into place. We arranged for this wonderful member to come with us, and we felt better about what we planned to teach. Then we went to the appointment.
We walked in and there was tension in the air. Something happened prior to us getting there....there wasn't a very good spirit in the place when we arrived....perfect. We said a prayer, and watched some of "Between Heaven and Earth." Mark and Emma's minds were on other things....scratching, yawning, leaning forward and back, looking around....."Oh Heavenly Father, please....please make something relevant for them please." Just then....on the screen...a couple in 90's wedding garb (complete with puffy sleeves and big bangs) descended the steps of the Salt Lake Temple, and Elder Holland explained that he cannot speak of Heaven in the way we think of Heaven without his wife......or his children....."That would not be Heaven to me." Mark and Emma were still, eyes on the screen, everything was quiet, and the Spirit in that room was so lovely....and sweet. Something changed in that moment. After the movie, we talked for a bit and they asked,
"So according to you, our marriage is not eternal?"
They shared some very tender things with us and turns out the member we brought with us had some very very similar experiences. Who would know that? Not us. God did though. Everything worked out the way it needed to and it was such a wonderful lesson, with such a beautiful spirit. BAM! MIRACLE NEXT!
Ahh! I love my job! I love being able to kneel down at night and thank my Heavenly Father for allowing me to be a missionary......and really mean it. We are so blessed up here!!!!! We have a brand new Vauxhall Meriva with suicide doors, a brand new flat, snappy red plates, a phenomenal branch, no vacuum problems, amazing investigators, a brand new anti-junky area book, I get to sleep on a cloud every night (Our housing coordinator ordered a new mattress and instead of ordering a standard twin for me....he accidentally ordered a standard PLUS!!!! with a pillow top! :D YEAH!) AND we live in the best place in the UK (it's true...Alnwick won a contest). All these thing are wonderful blessings, but what means more to me than all these things, is that lovely warm glow that comes into my heart when I ask my Heavenly Father, "Are you proud of me?".....yeah.....I love that. Even though it's dark again at 4pm, stinkin cold, I have my annual English lip leprosy, and every morning I have to wipe down what I've dubbed "The Moldy Wall", I don't care :D because the things I'm learning, and the things I'm experiencing are so much better than I could have ever imagined! BAM! MIRACLE!
I love this!
Love Always and Forever,
Your Sister Stephanie White