Monday, June 18, 2018

Week 98 - Toy Ny Rano Sy Vary, Ka An-Tsaha Tsy Misaraka, Am-Bilany Tsy Mifanary.

Salama daholo! Inona vaovao? Mandeha tsara be ny asa aty Madagascar! Miasa mafy izahay ary misy olona maro be miomana hatao batisa. I hope you all are ao tsara and tsy maditra. Life is great here. Man it was an awesome week! Paula, Noela, and Henintsoa accepted a solid baptismal date (the family and lady I wrote about last week!) and they will be baptized July 14th  along with many others preparing for that date. We have so many amazing people that should be baptized on that day. We have so many amazing investigators right now! We also had a new family come to church yesterday! With how great the work is going right now it sure is hard not to add on a few more months to this great adventure haha. Life is great when you are in the service of those around you. Every day, we teach so many great people that I have come to love so much. We leave one house filled with people I love and care about so much and then go to the next one filled with more amazing people. Being a missionary is the best man, it really is. This week we had an awesome lesson with Paula and her kids. They are so cool. Paula is already basically a member, Noela has changed so much and is so much happier now, and Henintsoa is a baller that wants to go on a mission one day. I love them. Paula talked about her husband and how he didn't really wanna change some bad habits he has to live the Gospel and join the church. We promised her that through her example he will one day have that desire to change. She bore testimony of how God's commandments bless us and they are for our good. I read a great talk this week by Elder Wilford Andersen. I love this section from it, "Years ago I listened to a radio interview of a young doctor who worked in a hospital in the Navajo Nation. He told of an experience he had one night when an old Native American man with long braided hair came into the emergency room. The young doctor took his clipboard, approached the man, and said, “How can I help you?” The old man looked straight ahead and said nothing. The doctor, feeling somewhat impatient, tried again. “I cannot help you if you don’t speak to me,” he said. “Tell me why you have come to the hospital.”
​​​​The old man then looked at him and said, “Do you dance?” As the young doctor pondered the strange question, it occurred to him that perhaps his patient was a tribal medicine man who, according to ancient tribal customs, sought to heal the sick through song and dance rather than through prescribing medication.
​​​​“No,” said the doctor, “I don’t dance. Do you dance?” The old man nodded yes. Then the doctor asked, “Could you teach me to dance?”
​​​​The old man’s response has for many years caused me much reflection. “I can teach you to dance,” he said, “but you have to hear the music.” The dance steps of the gospel are the things we do; the music of the gospel is the joyful spiritual feeling that comes from the Holy Ghost. It brings a change of heart and is the source of all righteous desires. The dance steps require discipline, but the joy of the dance will be experienced only when we come to hear the music. Sometimes in our homes, we successfully teach the dance steps but are not as successful in helping our family members to hear the music. There are those who ridicule members of the Church for the things we do. That is understandable. Those who dance often appear strange or awkward or, to use a scriptural term, “peculiar” (​1 Peter 2:9​) to those who cannot hear the music. Have you ever stopped your car at a stoplight next to a car where the driver was dancing and singing at the top of his lungs—but you couldn’t hear a sound because your windows were rolled up? Didn’t he look a little peculiar? If our children learn the dance steps without learning to hear and to feel the beautiful music of the gospel, they will over time become uncomfortable with the dance and will either quit dancing or, almost as bad, keep dancing only because of the pressure they feel from others who are dancing around them." That's a big section but I really love that example. As Paula told us how she believed that God's commandments are for our good I thought of how blessed she is to have such a beautiful testimony. Sadly I think these days when we use the word "commandment" we instantly think of rules or restrictions. I love a story Sister Boyle (senior couple here) shared with us once. A little boy was flying a kite with his dad and he said dad let the kite go and let it fly away way up high. The dad said no the string helps it stay up in the air. The little boy said no the string is holding it back! If there was no string it could fly forever. The dad then let go of the string and the kite came crashing down. If we don't "learn to hear the music" or if we don't have the right perspective of God's commandments they may appear to us as the string to the little boy. Holding us back letting us have no freedom or happiness. When in reality, God's commandments are what set us free to a life full of peace and happiness. I know God loves us and He knows what brings true happiness a lot better than we do. As we trust Him we will learn to hear the music and we will see the blessings in our life and it will be manifest to us that they are true commandments from a loving Heavenly Father. It breaks my heart to see people that are not willing to change. I wish they could understand the blessings it would bring into their lives if they would only allow it to do just that. I know the blessings promised in Mosiah 2:41 are true. Keeping God's commandments brings blessings both physically and spiritually. I've seen it in my life and I bear testimony of it. If you are not sure if a commandment is truly from God, I invite you to live it and if you do it with a sincere desire to know the truth it will be made manifest unto you. I hope you all have a great week!! Mazotoa! 
 Working in the rice fields last week. 

  We caught fish in that mud we are standing in. We get there and they say ok great 4 in rice field, two catching fish, and two need to catch that chicken. We are eating the fish and chicken for lunch so hurry fast. Hahaha I love Madagascar!




 Pics of the views on my split with Elder Blatter. The rice fields are so cool.