December 30, 2013
Missionary Slim is closing in on 2014. Happy New Year! (Week 99 in Pennsylvania, Week 10 in Wintersville, Ohio)
It was a delightful Christmas for Missionary Slim. Few presents except an overload of candy and goodies, no snow, but still good company and good fun.
Through it all, the work has been moving on. The day after Christmas, we paid a visit to Paul and Melinda, the blind chap and his wife. We explained the Plan of Salvation to them, tying in Christmas and our own personal Spiritual gifts which we have had given to us. Towards the end of our lesson, Melinda piped up with a great question: "After we die, I've always been taught that we will see people we knew in this life, but we'll be praising God so much that we won't bother to remember them. What do you think?"
We talked about Temples and eternal families. We told them that, if they were worthy, they could be sealed as a family for eternity. We talked about baptism as the gateway to this great blessing. They were excited about the temple, but were hesitant about baptism. Believe it or not, that's a good sign - it means they take it seriously and want to make the right choice. We shall see what come of this, though. The spirit was definitely there.
Same goes for a visit we had with a less-active family, the Bolithos. Their daughter who is attending college was home for the holidays and is very active in the church, whether at home or at school. Her parents, on the other hand, haven't been in a very long time.
We just talked for a bit, learning about each other, and then we watched a short Mormon Message. We talked about priorities and what is important to them. Then, Sister Bolitho, who is a very shy woman, just started talking. But it wasn't her words - it was the words of the Holy Ghost which touched her and told her those things that she knew she should be doing. It still amazes me how much the Holy Ghost plays a role in this work.
We also visited a less-active part-member family, the Briggs. Sister Briggs has been struggling with her testimony of the 'one true and living church.' She told of how she listened to the Book of Momron and prayed for three years, and still hasn't had her spiritual manifestation. As we listened and talked and taught and testified (over delicious cake she made for us), we felt that she just needed to know she was loved. She might have a bunch of questions and concerns and stuff, but Heavenly Father still loves her. He wants to bless her with an answer, but in His time and in His way. She did come to church, which was awesome! She put forth her faith to find her testimony for herself.
One more: Luanne. We got word from one of the members that there was a non-member who wanted to feed us, and like the missionaries that we are, we jumped on it. It turns out that Luanne is the sweetest, kindest, most lovable, motherly lady you could ever meet. She let us right in, sat us down on our couch, and started... mothering us! She asked us about our missions, told us that she knew a lot of Mormons. "How?" I asked. "Oh, they just kind of pop into my life!" She's recently changed churches, but is still looking for answers, and while she doesn't want us preaching at us, she is perfectly fine with us talking about the Gospel. Ha! Little does she know, that's exactly how we are taught to teach! So, like King Lamoni, she was caught with guile.
We talked about families and their importance. We talked about God and his love for his children. We talked about all the different churches out there. Most of all, we just listened to her tell us about her children and their triumphs and struggles. And she fed us. That's a pretty good deal to me.
As the mission winds down, I am pretty confident that the Lord loves all His children because of how much He loves me.
Happy New Year, all!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
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Through it all, the work has been moving on. The day after Christmas, we paid a visit to Paul and Melinda, the blind chap and his wife. We explained the Plan of Salvation to them, tying in Christmas and our own personal Spiritual gifts which we have had given to us. Towards the end of our lesson, Melinda piped up with a great question: "After we die, I've always been taught that we will see people we knew in this life, but we'll be praising God so much that we won't bother to remember them. What do you think?"
We talked about Temples and eternal families. We told them that, if they were worthy, they could be sealed as a family for eternity. We talked about baptism as the gateway to this great blessing. They were excited about the temple, but were hesitant about baptism. Believe it or not, that's a good sign - it means they take it seriously and want to make the right choice. We shall see what come of this, though. The spirit was definitely there.
Same goes for a visit we had with a less-active family, the Bolithos. Their daughter who is attending college was home for the holidays and is very active in the church, whether at home or at school. Her parents, on the other hand, haven't been in a very long time.
We just talked for a bit, learning about each other, and then we watched a short Mormon Message. We talked about priorities and what is important to them. Then, Sister Bolitho, who is a very shy woman, just started talking. But it wasn't her words - it was the words of the Holy Ghost which touched her and told her those things that she knew she should be doing. It still amazes me how much the Holy Ghost plays a role in this work.
We also visited a less-active part-member family, the Briggs. Sister Briggs has been struggling with her testimony of the 'one true and living church.' She told of how she listened to the Book of Momron and prayed for three years, and still hasn't had her spiritual manifestation. As we listened and talked and taught and testified (over delicious cake she made for us), we felt that she just needed to know she was loved. She might have a bunch of questions and concerns and stuff, but Heavenly Father still loves her. He wants to bless her with an answer, but in His time and in His way. She did come to church, which was awesome! She put forth her faith to find her testimony for herself.
One more: Luanne. We got word from one of the members that there was a non-member who wanted to feed us, and like the missionaries that we are, we jumped on it. It turns out that Luanne is the sweetest, kindest, most lovable, motherly lady you could ever meet. She let us right in, sat us down on our couch, and started... mothering us! She asked us about our missions, told us that she knew a lot of Mormons. "How?" I asked. "Oh, they just kind of pop into my life!" She's recently changed churches, but is still looking for answers, and while she doesn't want us preaching at us, she is perfectly fine with us talking about the Gospel. Ha! Little does she know, that's exactly how we are taught to teach! So, like King Lamoni, she was caught with guile.
We talked about families and their importance. We talked about God and his love for his children. We talked about all the different churches out there. Most of all, we just listened to her tell us about her children and their triumphs and struggles. And she fed us. That's a pretty good deal to me.
As the mission winds down, I am pretty confident that the Lord loves all His children because of how much He loves me.
Happy New Year, all!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
December 23, 2013
Missionary Slim wishes you a Very Merry Christmas! (Week 98 in Pennsylvania, Week 9 in Wintersville, Ohio)
'Twas a rainy week, as Missionary Slim worked his best to be prepared for the coming feast of Yule and celebration of the birth of the Christ Child. Nevertheless, the cheer of Christmas rang through the air in people's hearts and homes.
We paid a visit to Mick and Annette, a hysterical part-member family. Annette has been a long-time member, but drifted away shortly after joining the military. Mick is Roman Catholic, but he's even more Irish, which makes him all the more delightful. We gave them a heads-up that we were coming for a visit, and in no time, Mick whipped up an honest-to-goodness mincemeat pie. It was pretty good too, considering it was the first time I had eaten it.
After a bit of entertaining, the Mullens sat back as we shared with them a tale of wonder - the story of the boy-prophet entering the woods seeking light and knowledge from the Lord. His thoughtful seeking through the word of the Lord lead him to ponder and act, desiring to know what the Lord willed for him. The light he sought literally enveloped him in that sacred, outdoor place.
Just as the glory of the Lord shone round about the shepherds that still, silent night, just as it illuminated that field of Judea, just as it brightened the tomb near Jerusalem many years later, it filled that grove of trees and since has spread through the world.
While we weren't nearly as poetic, our captive audience was indeed impressed. Annette had been absent from the church for so long that she had nearly forgotten it. Mick was very interested, though, and had great desire to come and learn more at the church itself. His wife is reluctant, but I'm sure with time, she'll come around.
For some people, just the invitation and the expression of love in their behalf is enough to bring them back. For the Higgins, that is all it took. We visited Brother Higgins and found him caring for his young, rambunctious grandchildren. In the moments we were able to settle them down, we shared bits and pieces of the Gospel - messages of love, of Christ and Christmas, of diligence and enduring to the end. We spoke of the things that matter most in life and of giving freely.
With but a small bit of effort on our part, they chose to come to church, and sure enough we found both Bro. and Sis. Higgins there, their daughter and the three grandchildren. It was certainly a pleasure to see them there.
This time of year, there really is nothing more precious that we can give than our love and the love of our Father in Heaven. What do those gifts and favors we give to those around us really represent? Why is it that we give them? What motivates us to sacrifice our time and our resources to give these gifts to those around us? To see the laugh of a child? The smile of one who receives? These things are nothing more than love. It is the only thing that really was given that first Christmas:
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Christmas can and should be one of the happiest times of the year. I hope it is for all of you. I can't give a lot, but at least I can give this:
I love you all! Merry Christmas!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
December 16, 2013
Missionary Slim reminds you to keep on keepin' on (Week 97 in Pennsylvania, Week 8 in Wintersville, Ohio)
It's been a slow week - with Christmas, the hustle and bustle, the busyness, the finals and tests in school, the cold and the snow, it's been slow.
One low-light. The Browns, the ginormous family that we've been teaching the gospel to, decided to quit investigating. The hard way. After numerous attempts to visit them, call them, and get in touch with them in general, Elder Almond and another missionary on exchange finally were able to talk with the dad on their porch. He opened up the door with two Book of Mormons in his hand, and extended them to us.
"Guys," he said, "I had a vision where I saw that I needed to stay with my church. This isn't right for us, so I'd appreciate it if you took them back."
This isn't the first time this has happened to missionaries; they knew what to do. They bore powerful testimony, told him that they knew that he didn't even try to read the book, and asked if they could talk to him about it more. He let them in from the cold, they sat down, and started talking. Long story short, he said they'd look into it more. We haven't been able to get in touch with them since.
If I had the wish of my heart, I would go back there at least one more time and add my testimony to those that were borne already, the testimony which millions of others have felt and acted on - that book is true, and is the word of God Himself. There is no doubt to me of that. It has changed my life, and it has changed the lives of countless others who I have taught. Every time I read from it, without fail, I feel the Spirit pour out into my soul. It's true.
We had another visit with the same less-active family that I mentioned last week. The wife works on Sundays, but is free on Fridays, so we stopped by to see if we could have a visit. They were both home, and after generously feeding us a bunch of tacos, we sat down and talked about the Gospel and the church. The ward Christmas party that evening came up, and we asked if they were going. They looked at each other and seemed like they felt it was possible they could go, but they weren't sure if they wanted to put in the effort to come. After a little bit of prodding, they agreed to give it a shot.
Sure enough, they were there. It was an awesome party too, but I was especially glad to see them and even more happy when I saw that the members were showering them with attention - it was great. It was like coming home after a long trip. That's what it's all about - That feeling that we get when we come home. You feel it at church; you feel it at the temple. I'm going to be feeling it literally in a few weeks. But all of it is just a fore-taste of that feeling we will have when we enter that Celestial Kingdom and embrace our Father. That will be a good day.
Until then, keep on keepin' on!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
December 9, 2013
Missionary Slim puts his "Magic" black name badge to good use (Week 96 in Pennsylvania, Week 7 in Wintersville, Ohio)
Our week has been pretty exciting, with one or two amazing experiences here and there.
We went to visit a less-active brother. We've been over to his house many times, and have enjoyed his... interesting humor as we do service or try to teach a lesson. This time, though, we found his wife at home, something that isn't a usual thing. This was the first time that I met his wife.
She herself was a very friendly lady, very funny. The relationship between the two was an awful lot like Punch and Judy, but you could tell there was a deep love there. She was very involved in the church at one time, but due to work had slipped away.
As my companion talked to the husband, the wife started talking to me. We began by talking about the second coming and the world and such, but then our conversation shifted to more personal matters that I'm not at liberty to disclose. As I sat there listening, the Spirit was very strong and I knew precisely what to say to her. She described the situation she was in, and then informed me "I don't know why I'm telling you this - I haven't told anybody! Not even family!" I jokingly explained that there's something about our magic black name-badges that makes people feel comfortable trusting in us, even when they only met us a few moments ago.
I told her what the Spirit was saying to me, and she listened intently. It was almost as though you could feel the tension being relieved a bit, as she saw the glimmer of hope that my words offered her. She thanked us profusely for coming to visit, and I once again thanked my Heavenly Father for letting me be a part of that experience.
Later that night, we went out with a recently returned missionary to go and visit some people he thought would like to hear about the gospel. He brought us to see his second cousin, Paul, and his wife Melinda, two very good people who love God and want to do the right thing. Paul had a pretty bad past - his drinking addiction cost him his heath and his sight, due to diabetes that he developed. Since then, though, he's quit drinking and trying to be on the right path. We didn't have a lot of time to chat with them, but we did give them a pamphlet. "Melinda," I said, "I want you to read this out loud so Paul can hear it. And be sure to tell him about the pictures - I love the pictures!" They agreed. Hopefully you'll hear more about them in the future!
I'll close with one thought of Christmas. We went to the church last night to pick something up and found a family hard at work making some little presents for the Young Women - blocks with a Christmas saying on them. It's too good not to share:
Are you going to stick with the INN crowd, or be one of the STABLE few?
That was accompanied with a picture of the nativity. Think about it.
Have a great week too! It's the most wonderful time of the year!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
We went to visit a less-active brother. We've been over to his house many times, and have enjoyed his... interesting humor as we do service or try to teach a lesson. This time, though, we found his wife at home, something that isn't a usual thing. This was the first time that I met his wife.
She herself was a very friendly lady, very funny. The relationship between the two was an awful lot like Punch and Judy, but you could tell there was a deep love there. She was very involved in the church at one time, but due to work had slipped away.
As my companion talked to the husband, the wife started talking to me. We began by talking about the second coming and the world and such, but then our conversation shifted to more personal matters that I'm not at liberty to disclose. As I sat there listening, the Spirit was very strong and I knew precisely what to say to her. She described the situation she was in, and then informed me "I don't know why I'm telling you this - I haven't told anybody! Not even family!" I jokingly explained that there's something about our magic black name-badges that makes people feel comfortable trusting in us, even when they only met us a few moments ago.
I told her what the Spirit was saying to me, and she listened intently. It was almost as though you could feel the tension being relieved a bit, as she saw the glimmer of hope that my words offered her. She thanked us profusely for coming to visit, and I once again thanked my Heavenly Father for letting me be a part of that experience.
Later that night, we went out with a recently returned missionary to go and visit some people he thought would like to hear about the gospel. He brought us to see his second cousin, Paul, and his wife Melinda, two very good people who love God and want to do the right thing. Paul had a pretty bad past - his drinking addiction cost him his heath and his sight, due to diabetes that he developed. Since then, though, he's quit drinking and trying to be on the right path. We didn't have a lot of time to chat with them, but we did give them a pamphlet. "Melinda," I said, "I want you to read this out loud so Paul can hear it. And be sure to tell him about the pictures - I love the pictures!" They agreed. Hopefully you'll hear more about them in the future!
I'll close with one thought of Christmas. We went to the church last night to pick something up and found a family hard at work making some little presents for the Young Women - blocks with a Christmas saying on them. It's too good not to share:
Are you going to stick with the INN crowd, or be one of the STABLE few?
That was accompanied with a picture of the nativity. Think about it.
Have a great week too! It's the most wonderful time of the year!
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
December 2, 2013
Missionary Slim Wishes you a very Happy Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Advent? Is Slim getting confused? (Week 95 in Pennsylvania, Week 6 in Wintersville, Ohio)
Happy Turkey Holocaust Day, everyone! And happy Hanukkah. And Advent. All that jazz.
We had a crazy week. We were walking around in downtown Stuebenville, you know, the place where everyone says "Don't go there at night!" And it was night. We hopped out of our car to visit a member when a guy walked up to us. "What's on your nametags?"
"Oh, we're missionaries."
"Oh, great! I've been looking for a church. You see, I have some different beliefs about different things, so I'm trying to find whatever fits."
He went off to talk about how he believes in reincarnation, magic, 'special abilities', etc. He said he had visions of the future, sold his soul, his girlfriend was a demon, and that he might even be the one and only prophet on the earth.
We talked for him for a bit, and tried to take him seriously - he was super dramatic about everything - but we told him about the true prophet on the earth, about the priesthood, and about repentance and forgiveness. We mentioned to him the prophecy (since I'm an official representative of the church, I'll have to classify it as 'Mormon Myth' till I can get a reference) of the Constitution hanging by a thread, and he went crazy. "I've been waiting for someone to say something like that!" He offered to have us join him on a quest to seek out some ancient alien artifacts, and then join him on a council of every religion which he was planning on forming to combat the wickedness in the world.
Yeah... That was a fun conversation.
We got thrown out of a house too! We went to visit a less-active member. We got into a pretty good discussion with him about his experiences in the church, and gave him a solid invite to come back. Right when we asked him, though, his room mate came out swearing up a storm. "You **** HYPOCRITE! GET OVER HERE, NOW! I WANT TO TALK TO YOU!" We said "Hey, Jim!" as friendly as possible, but our less active friend got up and went over. Jim talked to him animatedly for a few minutes, and then our friend came over to us. "You have to go now." We did, but not without giving him an invitation to the Christmas Party. We'll see if he manages to make it out.
Thanksgiving was a good day for us, as usual. Two dinners, completely filled with food by the days end, and good company with the church members that we visited. We were well taken care of.
In all, it was an exciting week.
Oh, one final note. We are teaching a great family, the Browns. They have 6 kids and no car and live 6 miles from the church. We realized early on that the ward would have to give us their commitment to take complete ownership of the fellowshipping of this family, because we missionaries can't even do anything to help them get to church. So, we asked the Ward Mission Leader to make it happen, and it happened. In Priesthood, they announced that this family needed a ride and a father and son both committed to pick them up and bring them... and do a team-up this coming week so we could introduce them. I'm pretty thrilled about that. Once they start coming to church, it'll be no time before they get baptized outright.
Thanks for all the prayers on my behalf. It really means a lot to me.
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
PS. I've been doing this blog for nearly two years, and still have no idea who's been reading or if it has been helpful for anyone. My parents have told me a couple of things, but I would love to hear it from the readers. It would be great if you readers just left a comment in one of the posts about why you read this blog, what you enjoy about it, and if it has helped you at all. It would really mean a lot to me! Thanks!
We had a crazy week. We were walking around in downtown Stuebenville, you know, the place where everyone says "Don't go there at night!" And it was night. We hopped out of our car to visit a member when a guy walked up to us. "What's on your nametags?"
"Oh, we're missionaries."
"Oh, great! I've been looking for a church. You see, I have some different beliefs about different things, so I'm trying to find whatever fits."
He went off to talk about how he believes in reincarnation, magic, 'special abilities', etc. He said he had visions of the future, sold his soul, his girlfriend was a demon, and that he might even be the one and only prophet on the earth.
We talked for him for a bit, and tried to take him seriously - he was super dramatic about everything - but we told him about the true prophet on the earth, about the priesthood, and about repentance and forgiveness. We mentioned to him the prophecy (since I'm an official representative of the church, I'll have to classify it as 'Mormon Myth' till I can get a reference) of the Constitution hanging by a thread, and he went crazy. "I've been waiting for someone to say something like that!" He offered to have us join him on a quest to seek out some ancient alien artifacts, and then join him on a council of every religion which he was planning on forming to combat the wickedness in the world.
Yeah... That was a fun conversation.
We got thrown out of a house too! We went to visit a less-active member. We got into a pretty good discussion with him about his experiences in the church, and gave him a solid invite to come back. Right when we asked him, though, his room mate came out swearing up a storm. "You **** HYPOCRITE! GET OVER HERE, NOW! I WANT TO TALK TO YOU!" We said "Hey, Jim!" as friendly as possible, but our less active friend got up and went over. Jim talked to him animatedly for a few minutes, and then our friend came over to us. "You have to go now." We did, but not without giving him an invitation to the Christmas Party. We'll see if he manages to make it out.
Thanksgiving was a good day for us, as usual. Two dinners, completely filled with food by the days end, and good company with the church members that we visited. We were well taken care of.
In all, it was an exciting week.
Oh, one final note. We are teaching a great family, the Browns. They have 6 kids and no car and live 6 miles from the church. We realized early on that the ward would have to give us their commitment to take complete ownership of the fellowshipping of this family, because we missionaries can't even do anything to help them get to church. So, we asked the Ward Mission Leader to make it happen, and it happened. In Priesthood, they announced that this family needed a ride and a father and son both committed to pick them up and bring them... and do a team-up this coming week so we could introduce them. I'm pretty thrilled about that. Once they start coming to church, it'll be no time before they get baptized outright.
Thanks for all the prayers on my behalf. It really means a lot to me.
Love,
Elder Alex Anderson, AKA Missionary Slim
PS. I've been doing this blog for nearly two years, and still have no idea who's been reading or if it has been helpful for anyone. My parents have told me a couple of things, but I would love to hear it from the readers. It would be great if you readers just left a comment in one of the posts about why you read this blog, what you enjoy about it, and if it has helped you at all. It would really mean a lot to me! Thanks!
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