Wow.
I can't even fathom it. A year and a half has gone by. The best year and a half of my life. Hard to believe this is the last group email I'll be sending home. Hopefully I'll have given the majority of you big hugs by the time next Monday rolls around. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mixed emotions!
Ooookay! So I was eternally grateful for our SUPER CRAZY BUSY WEEKEND! Kept me moving. Kept me focused. Thursday was our last day at the monthly Ashford fair! It was a hit. Almost the entire Zone showed up to support the event, and we easily passed out over a hundred Book of Mormons! We tried a few different contacting techniques, and Elder Heflin even gave a Book of Mormon to Miss Connecticut! :D :D
Got home super late, and the next morning we were up early to pack the Spaceship and catch the first half of district meeting before the 2+ hour road trip to New Haven! My last Open House. Sheesh. As soon as we got there, the long-awaited T-Texts came in!!!!!! (Remember, that's the nickname for Transfer Texts when we find out where everyone goes.) Guess who's going to be the new PVC Sister????? The first person in the entire mission I would have chosen: Sister Francis. I LOVE SISTER FRANCIS!!!!! She's PERFECT for the job! She was my Sister Training Leader here in Weston, and I would trust her with anything! I'm so so so happy. :) :) :) Also, those who are going home get to pick what is next to their name in T-texts. I put #forevermissionary.
The Open House was good! :) A lot of members showed up, and it was awesome to see their involvement. They stopped most of the people on the street. Way to do missionary work! The last tour I gave was to this sweet Yale student named Tung. Sister Francis and I gave it together, which was special. The old PVC Sister with the new one. :) And the spirit was so strong! It was a neat last memory. Tender mercies.
When we finally packed up, drove the 2 hours home, and got to bed, it was past midnight. We had to get up super early the next morning, too! Crazy packed day! Exchanges with the Sister Training Leaders to cover all five of our events! Whoo!!!!! So Sister Demuth and I drove all the way out at 7:00 AM to Canton, Connecticut for a fair. :) It was a lot of fun, but we weren't allowed to proselyte, which was lame. Kinda pointless. Still, somehow (through Sister Demuth's mad skills) we got out 20 Book of Mormons to those who approached us out of curiosity. :) From there, we jumped in the car and drove to CENTRAL FALLS!!!! For the last time for me. They were having a Family Home Evening with the whole ward. I was excited to see everyone, but when I walked in the building. . . I think it really hit me for the first time. I just stood there and cried. I love the people in Central Falls. They're my family; that place is my home. It was rough. But I had a very sweet goodbye with the Frandsens. Talia (their daughter they named my name) was 1 year old that day. :) Special.
Speaking of special, you wouldn't believe the last Sunday I had. New Haven was having their stake reorganized, so guess who came into town? Elder Holland. Elder Jeffrey R. Holland. And we were invited to set up displays for him and the stake. It was a wonderful, powerful meeting. I received much direction and comfort and answers to prayers there. And after stake conference, when almost everyone was gone, Sister Cruz and I were taking down the displays when Elder Holland walked right up to us!!!! "Sisters! I love you so much!" I shook his hand, practically shaking. And then I thanked him for everything. I told him I'm finishing my mission this week, how his words and testimony had meant the world to me on my mission. He did this crazy stare-into-your-soul thing, and said, "This week???? That means I can give you a hug!" Elder Holland hugged me! And my companion. We talked to him for a minute, and then he told us he loved us again and walked away. It was tender and incredible! That man is a man of God. And God loves me. He knew just what I needed my last weekend in the mission.
I know this email is long, but I have to tell you something important. Are you ready?
My mission isn't over! It's not. And it won't be on Friday, either. Serving in the MBM has meant everything to me. It's taught me all I need to know to get through this life, given me lifelong friends, and changed me from the core. But most importantly, I learned how to give everything I have to Jesus Christ, forever. And that's my mission. I don't need to wear a nametag to stand as His representative.
I am a witness of the miracle of the Atonement.
I love my Savior. I love the Book of Mormon. And I love all of you to the moon and back.
I'll see you so soon.
I cannot say the smallest part of which I feel.
Love,
Sister Merkley
MBM Missionary
I can't even fathom it. A year and a half has gone by. The best year and a half of my life. Hard to believe this is the last group email I'll be sending home. Hopefully I'll have given the majority of you big hugs by the time next Monday rolls around. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mixed emotions!
Ooookay! So I was eternally grateful for our SUPER CRAZY BUSY WEEKEND! Kept me moving. Kept me focused. Thursday was our last day at the monthly Ashford fair! It was a hit. Almost the entire Zone showed up to support the event, and we easily passed out over a hundred Book of Mormons! We tried a few different contacting techniques, and Elder Heflin even gave a Book of Mormon to Miss Connecticut! :D :D
Got home super late, and the next morning we were up early to pack the Spaceship and catch the first half of district meeting before the 2+ hour road trip to New Haven! My last Open House. Sheesh. As soon as we got there, the long-awaited T-Texts came in!!!!!! (Remember, that's the nickname for Transfer Texts when we find out where everyone goes.) Guess who's going to be the new PVC Sister????? The first person in the entire mission I would have chosen: Sister Francis. I LOVE SISTER FRANCIS!!!!! She's PERFECT for the job! She was my Sister Training Leader here in Weston, and I would trust her with anything! I'm so so so happy. :) :) :) Also, those who are going home get to pick what is next to their name in T-texts. I put #forevermissionary.
The Open House was good! :) A lot of members showed up, and it was awesome to see their involvement. They stopped most of the people on the street. Way to do missionary work! The last tour I gave was to this sweet Yale student named Tung. Sister Francis and I gave it together, which was special. The old PVC Sister with the new one. :) And the spirit was so strong! It was a neat last memory. Tender mercies.
When we finally packed up, drove the 2 hours home, and got to bed, it was past midnight. We had to get up super early the next morning, too! Crazy packed day! Exchanges with the Sister Training Leaders to cover all five of our events! Whoo!!!!! So Sister Demuth and I drove all the way out at 7:00 AM to Canton, Connecticut for a fair. :) It was a lot of fun, but we weren't allowed to proselyte, which was lame. Kinda pointless. Still, somehow (through Sister Demuth's mad skills) we got out 20 Book of Mormons to those who approached us out of curiosity. :) From there, we jumped in the car and drove to CENTRAL FALLS!!!! For the last time for me. They were having a Family Home Evening with the whole ward. I was excited to see everyone, but when I walked in the building. . . I think it really hit me for the first time. I just stood there and cried. I love the people in Central Falls. They're my family; that place is my home. It was rough. But I had a very sweet goodbye with the Frandsens. Talia (their daughter they named my name) was 1 year old that day. :) Special.
Speaking of special, you wouldn't believe the last Sunday I had. New Haven was having their stake reorganized, so guess who came into town? Elder Holland. Elder Jeffrey R. Holland. And we were invited to set up displays for him and the stake. It was a wonderful, powerful meeting. I received much direction and comfort and answers to prayers there. And after stake conference, when almost everyone was gone, Sister Cruz and I were taking down the displays when Elder Holland walked right up to us!!!! "Sisters! I love you so much!" I shook his hand, practically shaking. And then I thanked him for everything. I told him I'm finishing my mission this week, how his words and testimony had meant the world to me on my mission. He did this crazy stare-into-your-soul thing, and said, "This week???? That means I can give you a hug!" Elder Holland hugged me! And my companion. We talked to him for a minute, and then he told us he loved us again and walked away. It was tender and incredible! That man is a man of God. And God loves me. He knew just what I needed my last weekend in the mission.
I know this email is long, but I have to tell you something important. Are you ready?
My mission isn't over! It's not. And it won't be on Friday, either. Serving in the MBM has meant everything to me. It's taught me all I need to know to get through this life, given me lifelong friends, and changed me from the core. But most importantly, I learned how to give everything I have to Jesus Christ, forever. And that's my mission. I don't need to wear a nametag to stand as His representative.
I am a witness of the miracle of the Atonement.
I love my Savior. I love the Book of Mormon. And I love all of you to the moon and back.
I'll see you so soon.
I cannot say the smallest part of which I feel.
Love,
Sister Merkley
MBM Missionary