Friday, December 27, 2013

letter.thirty.nine 12.22.13 ^God, am I broken?^


Oh what a week it has been! It started out as a fairly normal week. We went on exchanges and I went to Thornlie, which was fun, but when I came back Sister T told me that they went to teach Dolly and she told them that she had a problem with tithing. They apparently had a pretty bad lesson with her because her friend was there. Tithing was the thing that stopped Gennie in Halls Head from getting baptized so it brought back all of these painful memories. I started to get really nervous, but as I prayed before I studied for her I remembered 2 Timothy 1:7;

"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."

I realized that the feelings of fear were from Satan and that I needed to rely on Christ. I felt peace as we went to teach her. We taught well and by the Spirit. By the end she was feeling better about tithing but then she said she couldn't come to church. She had to come this Sunday and the next in order to be baptized on the 3rd. I was so sad. We had to push her date back, which is always a little nerve racking because you don't want investigators to think it's ok to just keep pushing it back. But I was trying really hard to rely on God more. So I accepted it.

We had a lesson with Haylee Saturday evening and she was excited to come to church and even telling everyone in her family that they needed to come. I felt so blessed to have her because it helped ease the pain of Dolly’s situation.

Then Sunday morning came, Haylee's grandma came, but she didn't. That meant that her date would have to be pushed back too. There were some family issues and she was tired from not getting much sleep so she didn't come. I was heart broken. I sat there as church was about to begin and I wanted to cry.

All of my old doubts and insecurities came creeping back. “What is wrong with me?” “Why is it that I keep having investigators fall through?” “What was I doing wrong?” “How come other people got to teach investigators who got baptized?” Then I remembered all of the experiences I've had in the past and how much I have learned from all of them. I knew I needed to change my attitude, so I prayed and asked God to help me know what I was supposed to learn from this. If there was something I needed to change, I wanted to change it, but I really wanted to know what I was supposed to learn.

I had two experiences that helped me overcome this. One was during one of the talks at church. This mum, who has an autistic son, said that they had races at school and he came in last, by FAR. She said he came up to her and asked if he was broken. I realized that's how I felt. I was asking my Heavenly Father if I was broken.

She then talked about how as a mother this broke her heart. I thought how Heavenly Father must feel as I ask the same question. He feels my pain. He doesn't want me to think that way because He sees me like this boys mum does, for my efforts not for my shortcomings.

She then went on to say that the next year in the race they gave him a huge head start. He still was going to loose to one boy who is very fast, but instead of winning this boy slowed down and they crossed the finish line together. Then her son struggled to get up to the podium and this boy helped him up and they stood up there, arm in arm, together. It was a victory for both.

That is how it is with Jesus Christ. To start off with He gives me the biggest head start of all, but then even still it's only because of Him that I cross the finish line and then whenever I do see "success" I know that it's only with Him that I got there. We stand together, arm in arm because that's how we got there. 

The other was as I just opened my scriptures and turned to John 15. The first verse I saw was verse 5 that says, "without me ye can do nothing." I felt so clearly that I needed to stop thinking about what I was doing because I was doing my best. I know that I have been giving my all and now I just need to rely on Christ. I try to do too much on my own and I rely on my own wisdom and abilities, but I was reminded again that I need to rely on Christ.

All of John 15 really touched me and I wish I could give you a verse by verse break down of what I felt with each verse because each had such poignant and personal meaning to me and my situation.

One that I would like to share is verses 1-2. It talks about how Christ is the vine. That is one of my favorite titles of Christ because He is the thing that makes us anything. Without a vine a branch is completely useless. As a missionary, no effort that I make on my own is worth anything. It's when I do it with the spirit that it means something and changes people.

Then it goes on to talk about how when branches bear fruit that He "purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit." I felt like these verses were written just for me. It was as if Christ were saying to me, "Sister Tanner, why do you keep trying to do this on your own? I am the vine. I am what gives you the strength and sanctifies your offering. So what does it matter to you if you are being purged at the moment? I know what I'm doing. I am going to help you produce even more fruit and I'm doing this because I love you. It may hurt now, but it's for the better. Trust me."

I felt an overwhelming love from Him. I just want to trust Him and rely on Him. I may not have the blessing that some missionaries get of having a lot of "success" but it's because God knows exactly what He is doing with me. He's preparing me to be able to bear even more fruit. I don't know what that means. It may not come until I'm a mother but I know I'm being prepared for greater things. God has made that clear to me again and again. I know that the hurt I've felt is absolutely essential for my growth and development. It doesn't mean I'm doing anything wrong, but rather that God loves me enough to test me and I'm so grateful.

As I have reflected on my mission today I realized how much I have grown because of my experiences. I wouldn't trade them for the world. They have refined me.

Something President Lindsay always says is "As we act in faith and obedience God is with us in the work." I know this is true. He doesn't say that then we get baptisms, but that God is with us. I know it's true because I have felt it. God has been with me. I felt it so strongly today. He is watching out for me. He has my eternal progression in mind and I'm so thankful for that. He knows me better and is perfectly mindful of me.

Now please don't get me wrong as many often do when I talk about experiences like this. While I might have been hard on myself for a minute there I changed over quickly. Of course I still struggle with being too hard on myself, I practiced doing that my whole life, but I have changed so much. I am able to recognize it and stop it by praying for help.

I think hurting is good. Hurting is an opportunity to remember and rely on the Lord. I don't tell you any of this to make you feel sorry for me, but in order to help you see how grateful I am for God and for the refiner's fire that He so loving puts me through, but holds my hand throughout the whole process.

I love you all so much. I am so thankful to be on a mission at this Christmas time. I have never felt the joy of Christmas so acutely. I want to change the way I celebrate the Christmas season for the rest of my life. Making it so much less about the perfect gifts, or me but helping others have the best gift, which is my heart. I know it's the best gift because that's what I have received this year from all of you and from countless others here in Perth.

Especailly Sister T, I could not be more thankful to be with anyone else on my Christmas away from home. She is incredible. We have become so close. We have experienced so much heartache and so much joy together and she has become one of my closest and dearest friends. Some things are meant to be, and this is one of them.

I love you all. Merry Christmas. I hope it's a beautiful day and I cannot wait to see you all! Best. Christmas. Present. Ever.

Heaps and heaps of love,


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