(Sent April 21)
More missionaries wanted to go to Crossfit so they asked President for permission. Instead, President didn't want the missionaries going to a workout (even though mostly everyone there is a member of the church, so they all dress very modestly anyway) and, ultimately, disallowed all the missionaries from going to any early-morning workouts.
So, like I said, I'm going to get fat.
But it's alright. As long as I'm getting spiritually well-fed, my physical appearance won't matter. Right? RIGHT?
Nevermind. I've accepted it.
Anyway, in preparation for Easter, Sister Hoynacki and I volunteered at a community Easter Egg Hunt thing where we read stories to little children and made crafts and basically had the best time of our lives only because we could work with children! I painted some kids' faces. My favorite to paint was a pirate. Not sure how that related to Easter, but it happened.
But this past week we presented an Easter message to a lot of the families in our ward. It consisted of plastic Easter eggs with each one holding some really ghetto, missionary-budget objects representing something relating to Christ. Let's just say our crown of "thorns" was really just a bunch of twigs and our "nails" was a screw we found on the ground somewhere. Luckily, a family in our ward provided us with actual thorns and actual nails to help our message be a little more realistic. Just a little more.
You can all read/watch/learn even more about the story of Easter and what Christ ultimately did for us here.
But this past week, I learned even more about the importance of prayer. Our 8PM appointment fell through on a Saturday night and, let's be honest. You probably don't want missionaries knocking on your door on at 8PM on a Saturday night. So, Sister H and I decided to stop and pray. We prayed and waited for an answer. Waited and waited. As we were waiting, my mind was going through the names I saw on the ward directory earlier that day. My mind went through a couple names and landed on a couple. Lo, and behold, Sister H thought of one of the same names as me! We visited them and, yup. They were home and they let us in and they let us share an Easter message with them.
So, brothers and sisters, prayer works. All WE really have to do is humble ourselves to realize that God really does answer prayers and He's just waiting for you to ask. Those times when we feel like prayer won't help you in whatever situation you're in at the moment are the times we especially need to pray.
"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened....If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?" (Matt. 7:7-11).
As long as we understand our relationship with our Father in Heaven, then prayer will always end up being the answer. And how can we build a relationship with God, if not already there? Read His word, His scriptures. Study His commandments and follow them completely. Serve one another. Love others. Pray, even!
I just know that no matter what our questions are, God has an answer for us. He wants you to return to Him. Why? Because He loves you a lot. Like a lot lot.
I love you all too, but, let's be honest, God probably loves you infinitely more than I could ever.
Have a fantastic week!