Showing posts with label miracles. Show all posts
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Week 49 "My life is like my shoes - to be worn out in service" (Sachse, Texas)

“My life is like my shoes—to be worn out in service.” — Spencer W. Kimball 

Hey everyone!
Sorry I didn't have a ton of time last week, or this week.
I'm doing well. Judy passed away last week. Super sad but it was the best thing for her because she was suffering every moment of life.
Esmirna and her family are doing really well! 
Jacob is also doing well. He is incredible to teach. He knows SO much but says I understand more than he does which blows my mind. But the gospel really does make everything so clear and simple. I feel so honored to have met him, what an amazing person with so much knowledge. His knowledge with faith in the gospel....wow. He will do amazing things.
We've been working so hard every day! We tract a ton, but it's been alright. It's starting to get hot though- 95 to 100 every day all day! Let me tell you- when you're fasting that is not very much fun. But it's incredible to feel God's strength in every breath because we have to rely on Him to provide that. Sister Reboquio is still the best- I love her! Made me tear up the other day just thinking about how lucky I am to have her.
I've been studying the enabling power of the Atonement a lot. I love this quote from E. Holland: "I am convinced that none of us can appreciate how deeply it wounds the loving heart of the Savior of the world when He finds that His people do not feel confident in His care or secure in His hands." I loved it because it's so true! We all need to trust our Savior more. To rely on Him each moment. He can help us through anything.
Also: "My life is like a pair of shoes- to be worn out in the service of God." Pres. Spencer W. Kimball
Well I love y'all! Still loving every moment of my mission. It's going by way too fast.

Love,

Sister Dalling

I love y'all Week 38 from Sachse, Texas


Hello friends and family!!!

First of all:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER SARA! I love you from the depths of my heart! Your letters mean so much to me, you have no idea. I can't believe how old you are getting, holy moly! It seems like it was just yesterday you were in diapers, sitting on my head, and pulling on my hair. You are growing up to be such an amazing young woman! So beautiful inside and out! I think about you all the time. I hope you have an incredible birthday and know I'll be there in spirit.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BROTHER JACOB! Oh Gub. You are the only boy who has had my heart since the day you were born! I can not believe you are turning 13. You're a teenager. OH my gosh. I love you so much! Your letters mean the world to me. Thank you for everything you do. You are so sweet, kind and talented.

Expect a package very soon!

And Happy St,Patrick's Day! We are ending our preparation day early this week because we want to work super hard, so sorry I don't have much time!

This past week has been a great one. Always filled with miracles! God is a God of miracles, that's for sure.
We went to the temple Wednesday which is always an amazing experience. I feel like my time to go to the temple always comes at the exact moment I need it most. I love it so much! I feel so close to my Heavenly Father in the temple. I absolutely love all other faiths, any kind of faith is beautiful to me. But temples is what sets this faith apart, I feel. And the beauty that the temple brings into my faith is unmatched.
We had a lesson with Richard.. kind of a sad one. We found out about the missing plane and a senior in highschool 15 minutes from where we live was murdered. So the world is crazy. 

Shelly and her baptism are still looking really promising!
Speaking of baptisms, Jeremy was baptized Saturday in The Colony! Love the Davis'!

I sang the song "I Will" (Hilary Weeks) at Stake Conference. Elder Jones, of the first quorum of the Seventy came and spoke. It was a great conference. The Spirit was very strong, so many inspired speakers. Joakim and Felipe went skiing in Colorado for the weekend because of spring break, so they weren't able to go. But Laszlo, who also lives in Joakim's house, came! He's from Hungary and he is awesome! His family is still in Hungary and are apparently meeting with sister missionaries there as well! He is such an incredible person.

Well, my 9 month mark came and went. Hard to believe! We also had a zone meeting this morning and we all bore our testimonies, it was amazing. This week we have Specialized Training and lots of fun things coming up! Be prepared to hear about many miracles next week!

I have the best family in the world. I don't know what I'd do without them. Or my mission! I'm so grateful that my family is going to be together forever.

Love,

Sister Kristina Dalling

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6360 Murphy Rd.
#123
Sachse, TX 75048

Lyrics to I Will:
I made my choice 
You can mark this day 
The day I pledge 
To take His name 

I will be strong 
I will be brave 
Standing for Him 
As I take my place 

I have felt the spirit burn truth in my heart 
It's in my heart 
I will stand 
I will not fall 
In a world that's weak 
I will be strong 

I'll be true 
I will choose His way 
Yeah, I know what's right 
And I will not change 
In a world where so many will not 
I will 

I may be one 
But one becomes two 
When you stand with me 
And I stand with you 
As we unite 
Our cause is great 
We're not just the candle 
We are the flame 

I will take the light He gives me 
And I'll hold it up high 
I'll hold it up high 

And I will stand 
I will not fall 
In a world that's weak 
I will be strong 

I'll be true 
I will choose his way 
Yeah, I know what's right 
And I will not change 

In a world where so many will not 
I will 

I will stand 
I will not fall 
In a world that's weak 
I will be strong 
I'll be true 
I will choose His way 
Yeah, I know what's right 
And I will not change 

In a world where so many will not... 
I will 

Week 17 from The Colony, Texas


Halloween Costume...this picture is good enough to be blackmail haha

these are my best friends- Elder Rowland and Elder Wells


everyone:)

John Cook and his box (see description below)

Byron :)

Hmm I can't even express how great of a month it's been. But first and foremost:

Happy Birthday Grandpa Dalling!! I absolutely love you. More than a million m&ms. You are such an incredible person. Thank you so much for everything you are to me. I miss you a ton, but we both know I'm where I'm meant to be. When I get back though, I owe you a huge birthday hug. Promise! 

And Happy Anniversary to my wonderful Leatham Grandparents. My goodness, I have the best grandparents with the cutest love stories. You're such an inspiration to me. What a legacy you've created simply by falling in love more than 50 years ago. I love you both so much. 

Byron's baptism was on Saturday! It was pretty amazing. The really special thing about this baptism is I practically lived it a year ago. It's strange being in the role of the missionary now with almost the same story. Byron's girlfriend, Michelle, is just incredible! They both have spoiled us so much. They work at Cheesecake Factory, so yes they definitely took us there a couple weeks ago. Byron is so amazing. I feel so honored I've been able to teach him and be apart of this experience for him. He's also an amazing soccer player, so on Wednesday we are going to one of his games. His baptism was so good! I sang "I Know that my Redeemer Lives" and Michelle and her sister spoke. Michelle's brother in law baptized him. I love them! They took US out to lunch after- they really do spoil us. 

Sunday was a little crazy. We got John and Shirlene to church! It was quite the task though. We had to go pick John up from the rehabilitation center- they dressed him up for church, but Shirlene forgot his black socks and suit jacket from home so we had to drive all the way back to her house because he is super classy and refuses to go to church without them. Anyways it took a really long time and we helped him get ready and we were only 20 minutes late for church. He still got the sacrament so that's the important part! He absolutely loved church. And so did Shirlene! She hadn't been in a church since she was a little girl. Earlier that week we went to spend some time with her and listened to my favorite, Sonatra, on her record player. We also looked through John's box of pictures/letters/keepsakes from the 1940s. There's even a picture of Ray Evans! So many incredible things in that box. I'll have to post pictures next week. I love that man. He's my marine! Speaking of marines, keep my friend Jameson Mead in your prayers. He just got shipped off to Afghanistan. :( John says he'll be fine. ;)

We are so super busy so the mission finally put in some elders in Little Elm! So we are officially only covering The Colony again which is good because we are drowning in work. One more fun thing before I have to go to our district Halloween Party. Trunk or Treat was so fun! So I came up with the ridiculous idea of dressing up as elders! We borrowed suits from our district leader and his companion. Everyone absolutely loved it. I have to give credit to this idea to Elizabeth and I (cantalina's for life).

Anyways I have a ton more to update but it will have to wait til next week! I love you all! I love being a missionary. It's going to be weird not having a baptism this week! ;) 

Forever and Always,
Sister Dalling

My Address:
5008 Pemberton Ln. 
The Colony, TX 75056


Week 16 from The Colony, Texas "Week of Miracles"

Sister Allred & I at the temple

Zone trip to the Temple

Daysie, Sis Hansen and I :)

Daysie, Aimee, and Jeremy

Our dinner the other night was the best! Four kids that all treated us like celebrities and they made us a cake! I love being a missionary!

Temple trip with my Zone



Wow there's a lot to catch up on! 

We hit standards of excellence two weeks in a row which is super uncommon! Standards are the goals we have as a zone that we all strive to achieve. This was a huge accomplishment, but it was also really hard work. 

John is so incredible. He's like a third grandpa to me. He always says the best things like this past week he randomly said "I'm proud to be a Mormon." He's so awesome! We also sent his wife a card two days ago from John and us. In his part of the card he wrote "Darling, Now we can be expressing our love for each other in a beautiful new way. Sweetheart, for ever and ever, now and always. Love, Johnny" Melts my heart!

It was also Daysie's baptism on Saturday! Her grandparents came in from Pennsylvania and her Grandpa baptized her. Daysie wanted to sing "I am a Child of God" to everyone for her musical number. It was the cutest thing! It was incredible thinking if it weren't for missionary work she wouldn't even know that song let alone be baptized! It was an incredible day. 

We also got to go to the temple because our zone reached our baptismal goal for the month! We went as a zone and it was SO special. I really needed it at that time to help me with some answers I've been looking for. God has been so good to me. I feel so blessed. 

At this time, because of all of our success we are getting a lot of praise, but I want to let everyone know it hardly has anything to do with my companion and I. We are simply the conduits that allowed these miracles to happen. This is the Lord's work, and I feel so lucky to be a part of it firsthand. My favorite scripture this week is Alma 26:11-12 "..I do not boast in my own strength, nor in my own wisdom; but behold, my joy is full, yea, my heart is brim with joy, and I will rejoice in my God. Yea, I know that I am nothing; as to my strength I am weak; therefore I will not boast of myself, but I will boast of my Bod, for in his strength I can do all things; yea, behold, many mighty miracles we have wrought in this land, for which we will praise his name forever." 

I just have to say, yesterday was just about the best fast Sunday I've ever had. TJ recently made a deal if I quit chocolate for 2 weeks, he'll quit sweet tea- the last thing he has to quit! He's given up tattoos, coffee, smoking, and sweet tea. None of us can believe it. He has no desire to do any of those things again. He also received a calling yesterday for the first time in 16 years and bore his testimony in front of everyone for the first time in 20 years. Also normally I wouldn't bring up baptisms that are a month or more away because a lot of them drop, but this girl we are teaching is solid. Her name is Kaycee and she is friends with a missionary in our ward who had to come home temporarily for some medical reasons. Her first Sunday visiting, we met her and she claimed to be atheist.  We've met with her a lot since then and she loves and accepts Jesus Christ as her Savior and is getting baptized November 16. Her heart and countenance have completely changed. She knows who she is and knows God loves her. She bore her testimony as well yesterday in front of everyone, announced her baptism via facebook AND the pulpit. One of her friends on facebook even asked if she could come to church with her. I love Kaycee! 

Well that's all I have time for today. 

God bless all ya'll and each ya'll. Stay strong out there!

Thank you for your prayers and letters of support. <3


Sister Dalling

My Address:
5008 Pemberton Ln. 
The Colony, TX 75056

Week 10 The Colony, Texas, "Opposition In All Things"


Hey y'all!
The lesson I have learned most on my mission (over and over again) is that there must be opposition in all things. It seems like everything that could go wrong, does. I have tended to forget all the miracles I see because of the hard things. But I am growing every day, and now I can more clearly recognize all of God's tender mercies He has given me. There's no reason to focus on the bad because at the end of the day, I'm left with SO many blessings!

However, there is one crazy story I have to tell just because it turned about to be quite an event. Last Thursday was our planning day. It was a completely normal day, at the end of planning we went out to knock on doors. It was 105 degrees at 6 o'clock.. However Sis Hansen and I are very good at drinking water and we've been in much worse conditions on bike so we didn't think anything of it. We were out maybe half hour and we knocked on a lady named Norma's door. We had a somewhat lengthy doorstep conversation because she had some different ideas about law versus grace. I was sharing my experience with Christ and following His commandments and all of a sudden Sis Hansen collapses! I turned around, she luckily fell onto some short bushes instead of the cement, but she was pale white and unconscious. Jess and I rolled her onto the cement, and as I dialed 911. I was absolutely terrified at the entire situation. The ambulance came right away. I am quite proud of how I kept it together til they got there. I asked the men in Jess's house to get some damp washcloths and a pillow. Sis Hansen was bleeding on her face and her hands from the fall, so I made sure it was controlled. Then, when the paramedics got there and I stepped away, it all of a sudden became very real and terrifying. Sis Hansen has became the best friend I've needed and it was so scary seeing her like that. When she came to, she was hyperventilating, cramped up, and was not very cognizant of anything. They checked her vitals and got her on a stretcher in the ambulance. I got to ride in the passenger seat up front, so that was kind of fun actually. I made a few calls that were necessary to the mission president and his wife as well as a lady in the ward I knew could handle the rest. She followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital and made sure to call the elders to come give Sis Hansen a blessing. She was a huge blessing. I was too overwhelmed to handle much at the time. Basically the rest of the night was spent at the hospital. A lot of oxygen, IV fluid and a blessing brought my companion back to normal. Overall it was 5 hours at the hospital. The mission president even made an appearance. I was so happy to go home that night, I can't even express it with words! We never really found out what problem, but the important thing is, it's all good now. When you have a companionship like Sis Hansen and I, we are basically called on a mission to the doctor's office ;) It's been quite the transfer.

But. After all that craziness came a shower of blessings. We had so many people at church that we invited! It was such a good Sunday. We are working with so many who are progressing with little effort on our part. I absolutely love the people I've met. It's just been incredible being able to share my feelings about the gospel and Jesus Christ and witnessing the outcome of it. The biggest miracle I've seen- which I fasted for- was with a part-memeber family we are working with. The mom has been less active since high school and has a 15 year old daughter and two sons who are 4 and 5. Her husband isn't interested at this time, but he's very nice. They came to church! But that wasn't even the miracle. Her two boys are THE craziest children I have ever met. I absolutely adore them, but every time we go over they throw things at us, hit, and cause huge distractions. They are also the sweetest boys at times. They were absolute angels at church. They behaved so well! The daughter even is good friends with one of the young women. It turned out to be an incredible experience for them. So thankful for the many miracles and blessings I've been a part of.

Til next week!

Love,

Sis Dalling

Week 9 from The Colony, TX

Elder Neil L. Anderson is coming to our mission Sept 11!!!!!!!!!!

It was such an amazing week! I know I say that every week, but it really was great. We got to go to the temple, and it was just the greatest. I love the temple! It was a miracle we were able to get there actually. The temple is about 40 minutes from our house, so we got a ride with our friend Debbie who is leaving for her mission to Brazil in October. About 15 minutes from the temple, I had a prompting that something with the car was going to go wrong so I adjusted my seatbelt so that it wasn't directly on my name tag just in case we got in a crash. I didn't want to freak out my companion and Debbie in case it turned out to be nothing, but surely the car started making really weird noises while we were on the highway. We were going to keep going but Sis Hansen and I both felt we needed to get off the highway. Right when we got off, the car started slowing down and we pulled into a small parking lot right off the exit just in time when Debbie lost control of the car. It was overheated of course and there was smoke everywhere. A really nice man in the gas station close by was able to help us. It still wasn't fixed, because her hose that holds coolant was broken. We should have gone home, but we were all dying to go to the temple. We barely made it there! We were able to escape the craziness of all that and enjoy the temple for two hours. After that we were stranded at a nearby mall until AAA came to the rescue- but it's all good and we made it home safely! 

This week was really humbling. Yes, my body is still giving me a lot of pain and heart ache BUT I have no right to complain- it could be so much worse. I know some incredibly strong people that I love here in The Colony. Belinda is one of my favorites, but trust me I could give yall a whole list of people who will make anyone who has a heart cry because of their trials. Belinda is extraordinary. She was baptized in March. Both of her parents died before she was 18, she smoked all her life before she met the missionaries this year and quit in 2 weeks, she's 40 and on disability because of a really bad knee problem, she hardly has enough money to support herself at all and might not even be able to keep her house by the end of next month. All of this and so many more struggles, and she is unimaginably strong. She feeds us at least once a month because she LOVES missionaries. When the first presidency sent out a letter asking people to donate to the missionary fund, she increased her tithing by 10% even though she can hardly pay for herself. She came to a lesson with us a few days ago, and told the person we were teaching all this and that she has never been happier in her entire life. Because she has the gospel. I love Belinda and her incredible faith and charity. 

I don't have a lot of time for emailing today because this morning, a sister in our ward who has been less active for years called and told us her house was being taken away and there were people throwing her belongings out into her front yard. She is one of the only members in her family, tried all of her friends who were unable to help, and her last resort was to call us. I'm so glad she did! I was so happy to be able to lighten her load a little. We called up all the young men and men we knew would be  home during the day to come help pack all of her things into a moving truck. It was hard work, but this poor family could not have done it on their own. They were so grateful for our help, they couldn't help but cry. I can't believe how lucky I am to have this time to serve so many people. It makes my problems seem like nothing. 

I don't remember if I've shared this before.. but I love it. It is how I feel every day. "I won't give up, shut up, or let up until I have stayed up, stores up, and paid up for the cause of Christ. I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops me. And when He returns for HIs own, He will have no problem recognizing me. My banner will be clear." The Fellowship of the Unashamed
For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto Salvation to every one that believeth." Romans 1:16

I know this gospel is true! Even though this world is absolutely crazy. Even though many people say faith is not enough, there must be solid evidence. Even though some things may not make complete sense because man has distorted the world. Faith is enough. Jesus Christ and the hope that He carries through God is enough for every single soul. We must continue to walk by faith.

I love you Mom, Dad, Katie, Sara, Jacob, Emily, Quinten, and Prince.


Happy 7th Birthday to my little Sister Emily Joy!

Happy Birthday Emily Joy:D





 It's not very often that a twelve year old girl would have to seriously consider the idea that she might never have another chance to be held by her mother. Hear her mom's sweet voice coax away her daily fears. Smell that familiar Oscar perfume. To know that her mom would be there when she turned sixteen, graduated, went to college, or got married, might not even happen. Such thoughts ran through my head as I waited in an empty hospital room on August 23, 2006.
Today was the day! My family had waited nine whole months and it suddenly came down to these final moments. I had jumped out of bed and got everything I needed nearly an hour before my alarm clock even went off. I didn't have time for sleep- my newest sister was to be born today! Emily Joy was going to be six weeks premature, but we were all so happy that she even made it this far. As the eldest of four, I was given the chance to accompany my mom and dad on this eventful day.
I dragged my mom out of the house at 6am on the dot. My mother had done this before, but I was still amazed at how serene she appeared. We happily drove to the hospital passing only the cars crazy enough to be up this early. Excited as ever, we checked her in and waited while the nurse gave her an overall checkup. I winced only for a moment as a tight rubber band was wound around her arm to check her blood pressure. My mother chuckled at how I thought that was the hard part. I quickly declined at the offer to watch my mom undergo the procedure, knowing that seeing blood was not going to help my already queasy stomach. I watched my mom get wheeled into the surgery room as my dad showed me the way to the waiting room. He told me it would all be over soon and they would come get me in an hour or so. I nodded and found a comfortable seat near a bat cage and a tank of fish.
One hour passed. Two hours. Three hours. Four hours. I suddenly began to feel anxious. The little girl I had met in the waiting room waited for her new baby sister, but left nearly two hours before. I wondered why my mom's surgery didn't end as fast. I focused nervously on the bat in the cage while another half hour passed. Finally, a doctor walked in with my dad. I immediately noticed the nervous way the doctor was holding his clip board and the wrinkle between my dad's eyes that he got when he was worried. Something was wrong.
My dad sat down beside me and put a comforting arm around me. The doctor kneeled down beside me and told me a bunch of medical terms I couldn't hear. All I could hear was the pounding of my heart and the tick of the clock as each second passed by. He finally said, "We took your mom to another surgery room, so I'll show you and your dad the closest waiting room to her. It shouldn't take too much longer. Sorry for the inconvenience." I don't remember if I nodded or muttered anything in response, but I took my dad's hand and followed the doctor through a maze of halls around the hospital.
The new area of the hospital was no longer the calm, easy-going, environment of the other waiting room. It was totally packed with other patients who had severe medical issues. I eyed the doctor, obviously letting him know that I did not want to wait around all of this chaos. He immediately got the message and led us to an empty room nearby. He left as he soothingly said he'd check up on us in a little. Now the only thing to face was the unknown future and a cold, semi-lit room with two stuffy chairs, and my dad.
He didn't have to say anything. I understood something was off. I climbed into his lap and cried. I just let it all out. All my fears of what was unknown came down in little drops of salt water. I thought of all the times my mom had been hurt by past choices I had made. Every time I had gotten frustrated with her seemed so pointless now. My dad rubbed my back and I suddenly realized I was not the only one crying. That was the first time I'd ever witnessed my dad cry like that.
A different doctor came in and told us how fragile both the baby and my mom's lives were at the moment, but that they both made it through the surgery. My mother was in a surgical recovery room that she would have to wait in for another few hours, while Emily Joy was in the NICU. I immediately requested to go see Emily, so this doctor led my daddy and me to yet another room in the hospital.
The NICU was a bittersweet area that took care of newborns that faced major difficulties. I passed pathetic tiny babies that were hooked to cords and often in a temperature controlled container. I silently prayed that none of the severely sick babies was my Emily. A nurse brought us to a baby bed where the most beautiful little girl lay silently attached to a few cords. I asked if I could touch her and after given permission grazed my hand across her precious head. She was perfect. In that moment, nothing else mattered. I subtly noticed how small she was compared to a normal baby. My hand could entirely caress her entire stomach. She was no longer than the length of my lower arm. My dad put his hand on my shoulder and together we watched the newest life God gave our family.
We stayed in the NICU for hours. I softly sang her lullabies while the nurses gently urged her to eat. Reality hit when the doctor from before told us that we could go see my mom in the ICU now. We slowly made it through the halls of the ICU that reeked of death and sadness. Every room we passed had a curtain or contained an elderly woman or man who appeared as if taking their last breath of life. My mom's room was in the complete back- figures. I walked in and immediately had to fight the urge to run away and cry. I held my dad's hand tightly as we approached her pale, weak body. She looked pitiful. Her lips were bluish silver, and she had a blood pouch attached to her neck that I had to avoid looking at. After I got over the shock, I told my mom all about how great Emily was. We showed her pictures, and she responded with what enthusiasm she had left. She fell back asleep, and we went back to see Emily. Later on we went back to my mom and she didn't remember our last visit at all, so we showed her all the pictures again.
I said my goodbyes, as it was very late and she needed to rest. My dad stayed overnight, while I lay in my bed going through what had all happened that day. I realized that I couldn't live without my mom. Everything she does for me finally came into perspective. In the hospital she said that she had been scared to die, but knew that dying was not an option with as many kids that needed her love. I will never forget this experience. You never realize how precious a mother is to have until you almost lose her. She lives for her family, and I'm so thankful to be her daughter. She taught me what real love is, and I'll keep that with me for as long as I live.

Week 8 "Build your foundation upon Christ"




 
Being silly,getting ready to teach an object lesson.. and I'm  so excited to see Despicable Me2
The Sikh temple
 
We had gone to the zoo with Charlie and Sterling. So fun. 
 
These two pics show the beauty of Texas... the sky at least ;)
 
I love Texas with all my heart but, man, the summers are not very pretty. The sky is always beautiful though. Tender mercy from God :)
 
 one of many sunflower fields <3
 really awesome Sikh experience
 
Basically I love my companion!!!!!!!!! 
 
 That cute family is the Petty family.. who unfortunately moved to Utah. She was the one who took us to the zoo. Her kids were the cutest. That was also the night of my first exchange with Sister Heath in Garland. It didn't feel right leaving my companion! I love Sis Hansen.
We were meant to be companions. 


Week 8 "Build your foundation upon Christ"


Happy 22nd Anniversary to the best parents in the world! I would not be the person I am today if it weren't for my parents and their example to me. If they hadn't listened to the spirit when they met and got engaged I definitely wouldn't be here. They have an incredible story and I'm so thankful to be a part of their legacy. My favorite six year old is turning seven this week as well! Again, if my parents weren't who they are, Emily wouldn't be here either. Each birthday of Emily's is a great reminder to me of the importance of a gospel-centered family. Her birth was a miracle, and it was because my parents were worthy of that miracle that we all have a chance of having Emily in our lives. I love that little girl to pieces! I am so grateful that through the gospel of Jesus Christ I get to be with my family forever. Among the abundance of wonderful churches down here, eternal families still stands unique to our church, and it is my favorite thing to share with everyone I meet. Everyone here in The Colony definitely knows of my love for my family!

Something that has remained constant throughout these weeks has been opposition. Even when you are exactly obedient, so many things seem to go wrong. I should say especially when you're exactly obedient, things go wrong. Satan knows how much happiness the gospel can bring to families. He knows how many lives Sis Hansen and I are going to change. He is trying so hard to stop it, but nothing can stop us now! I love being a missionary. I've met so many people who go through such hard things and don't have a foundation on Christ to help them through it. Helaman 5:12 has been my favorite scripture of the week: And now, my sons, remember, remember that is is upon the rock of our Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build your foundation; that when the devil shall send forth his might winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea when all his hail and his mighty storm shall beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a sure foundation, a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fall.I know that is true. I have felt it every day as a missionary. The thing is, lots of people have a foundation on Christ here in Texas. They have Christ in their hearts and are such good people because of it. The thing we have to offer them is the fullness of the gospel! We have it all as Latter-Day Saints, nothing missing. We have a prophet who receives direct revelation from God to interpret His word and stand as a witness of Him to lead and guide as back to Him. We ran into a man yesterday who had mentioned he was active in his church and recognized that all the Christian churches interpret the Bible differently. We were able to tell him, we have God's exact interpretation of doctrine in the Bible through a living prophet. He is now a new investigator! It simply makes logical sense that God is greater than all these separate churches with conflicting doctrine. He has His church with the same organization Christ set up with prophets and apostles on the Earth today. I love it. 

Probably my favorite thing about my mission right now is we teaching mainly families. In the past, we have worked with individuals who eventually didn't progress. I believe families have the support system and recognize how the gospel can bless their family. I felt really impressed to look in our area book through the former investigators who had been dropped by previous missionaries. This particular family had been dropped a year ago with no reason why they had stopped taking the lessons. I told my companion we should stop by their house and they turned out to be completely prepared to accept our message. They had stopped simply because last year the mom had been fighting cancer and they were struggling financially so were too stressed and busy to have the missionaries over. As of this week she is 4 weeks cancer free and ready to take the lessons with her husband and son. 

We are also working with a granddaughter of a member whom I love! She is 16 and has had such a hard life. She's pretty much  turned her back on God for reasons not many can blame her for. However we taught her the basic principle of God's love for her and that He desperately wants to love her, she just needs to open her heart. We invited her to pray. The next lesson she said she prayed and kind of got an answer, but she said she knew she wasn't trying hard enough and said she'd keep praying. I know she'll get an answer. She's coming to mutual this Wednesday and is so excited to feel that same love and comfort I have found through God. It's been eye opening to realize that God in reality loves us all equally. If we take the time to recognize that in our lives, we WILL feel it. My testimony of that has grown miles in the past two months.

I'm doing well here. It's hard to believe it's already been 2.5 months. My back, neck, and jaw have been causing a lot of issues so prayers would be much appreciated. God is taking good care of me though. In this one area I know 5 massage therapists very well who are willing to help. One of them just happens to be the best in all of Dallas. The first two times she saw me, there was little progress and she said she's never seen a case so difficult to fix in her entire career.. Then I turned to God and asked some men in my ward to give me a priesthood blessing. She saw me after the blessing and somehow my muscles started doing what she wanted! It's still going to be a long process.. hopefully finished within the next 4 weeks, but I am so grateful I am so well taken care of and blessed. I am not going home til they make me go home at the end of my 18 months.

One last thing I'd like to share that I found. Elaine S. Dalton who used to be the YW general president had a talk called We Are Daughters of Our Heavenly Father in the last general conference. I loved her closing testimony and I would love to share it. "Today as a daughter of God, I stand as a witness that He lives. Jesus is the Christ. He is our Redeemer. It is through His infinite atoning sacrifice that I will one day return to live with Him- proven, pure, and sealed in an eternal family. I shall ever praise Him for the privilege of being a woman, a wife, and a mother. I testify that we are led by a prophet of God, President Thomas S. Monson, and I am grateful for righteous men, whose priesthood power blesses my life. And I shall ever be grateful for the strength I receive through the enabling power of the Savior's infinite Atonement as I continue to strive to "act well my part." " I know that with my whole heart. I believe it. I live it. I love it. I am so thankful for the opportunity to share that. 

Happy Birthday my Emily Joy Dalling. I love you forever and always.

Sister Dalling


Week 7 The Colony, TX - "Be still, and know that I am God" - Psalms 46:10

Be Still, and know that I am God - Psalms 46:10

Greg Olsen "In His Light"

First of all: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE!!! I just want to take a moment to brag about the best 17 year old on the Earth. You've been my best friend and sister since birth, it's crazy to think you are already so old. To be 17 again.. enjoy it while you can ;)

It's been an interesting week.. lots of ups and downs, BUT I honestly witness miracles happen every day. Let me tell y'all right now, our God is a God of miracles and they have not ceased. If I didn't know that or have that outlook, I would literally go crazy because there are a lot of disappointments that occur every day as well. I'll start with the hard things first, then go into the happy parts of my week! 

The worst disappointment I believe happened Tuesday. My companion and I decided we wanted to build Christian unity in the community because we had been hearing some anti-mormon things. We decided how better to get rid of those views than go to the source and suggest an inter-faith choir. So we walked into First Baptist and met with the head pastor. Don't get me wrong, he was an extremely great and nice person. We told him we wanted to get this choir going and he very quickly said no because of our differences in doctrine. He then spent almost an hour sitting with us, explaining how we are not Christian because of these silly reasons. After a little explaining from our side, he still concluded that because we don't believe Jesus Christ, God, and the Spirit are the same being we are not Christian and do not believe in the same Christ? It was the saddest conversation I've ever had I think. Having someone tell me I don't believe in the right Jesus Christ did not sit well in my heart. It really hit me how strongly Satan is working against us. I love my Christian brothers and sisters, all we wanted was to build unity within the community. It's incredible how Satan has played with fear and deception to make people believe we are not Christian. Anyone who strives to follow Christ deserves the honor of the title of Christian. Jesus Christ does not exclude anyone and that is what's missing from so many churches. My vision of this interfaith choir includes baptists, Methodists, protestants, Lutherans, Sikh, Buddhist, etc. I love praising my God through music and I know many others do as well. Anyways, I am so excited for when good people can be united no matter what their beliefs. 

The rest of my week was very good compared to that! It was extremely hot and hard work, but it was so worth it. We saw miracles pour out from just taking a step out into the sun. My favorite stories from this week that really did happen are just too great to be true! We were out tracting and this sweet 4 year old boy with a mohawk ran after us after we left his house to give us cookies! It seems so insignificant, but that little cookie almost brought tears to our eyes. The next day we were talking to this lady on her doorstep and a little girl was listening inside. By the time we were just about to leave, she  brought us these adorable flowers she had made. I love little kids! Their spirits are still so close to Christ. It's tender mercies like that that just make my day. We got those cookies and those flowers at just the right time when we needed them most. One of my favorite scriptures of this week is 

Psalms 46:10 Be still, and know that I am God

If we could all realize the significance of that scripture, our lives would be so much better. God is our Heavenly Father! He loves us more than anything. All He wants is our happiness. Hard times are the best for me  to sit and be still and think about my God to really feel His love. And every time I do, He shows that love in ways that have really touched me. 

My favorite last story- because I'm running out of time today- is this girl we've been trying to get in contact with. Her name is Tori and she used to date a member in our ward. Her parents haven't allowed her to meet with us, so we figured there was nothing we could do. But she texted us today and said she turns 18 in October and will take the lessons then. For now she has a Book of Mormon and wants us to give her scriptures to read. I love my mission! I love that I get to meet these incredible people who are so full of faith and desire. It's amazing to me what the tiniest amount of faith can turn into. 

I love my mission! I love being completely exhausted after a long day of work because I know God is proud of my effort. Keep us in your prayers! Even though we have had a lot of success, I can see Satan trying everything he can to stop us. He can't stop Sister Dalling and Sister Hansen though. 

Sister Dalling