Monday, January 12, 2015

Small Town, Big Miracles

Okay, so I am going to try and get all of my excitement and enthusiasm in a coherent form in this letter so hold on to your hats and try not to get too lost.

This week all in one has been one of the hardest and most gratifying weeks I have had on my mission.  As you should know, I was transferred out to the "Oasis of the Plains" Colby Kansas this week and picked up a brand new missionary along the way.  He is truly incredible.  Hailing from Pocatello, Idaho, he is 26 years old and one of the most prepared missionaries I have ever met, making sure to read the Book of Mormon twice at the same time he was reading the entire standard works in the few months before his mission.  He is a big boy, and loves to cook and play basketball.  And, he is really quiet.  I mean, really quiet.  Being with him for the pst few days has been so challenging, as I have had to do pretty much all of the talking and teaching, yet so rewarding as I have seen him grow in confidence and courage.  This next few months are truly going to be incredible.

Colby is a little speck of a town.  Thankfully, you would have to close your eyes for a second or two to miss it driving through, not just blink like a few of the other towns.  Yet, in all of its glory with around 5,000 people, there are some of the neatest people you could imagine. We are very blessed to have a senior couple serving an MLS mission here in Colby named the Arritts.  They are truly angels. Last week, the missionaries in Colby got in a car accident (no one was hurt, but the car was damaged pretty badly) so Elder Marley and I have been trying to get to know the town and all the investigators and members here on foot.  That has been quite an adventure with all of the ice and slush that is on the ground.  Anyway,  Elder Arritt has been calling investigators and setting up appointment to introduce us and then drive us there and teach with us. On top of that, the missionaries who left cleaned out the fridge and cupboards pretty well (although the apartment itself was pretty dirty) and once Sister Arritt heard about that, she has been trying to feed us every meal she can.  In fact, we ate at their home 4 times in two days over the weekend.  Truly, they are angels, and when I serve a senior mission in my distant future, I want to be like them.

So our Branch on Sunday was so cool.  The building has one main room that doubles as the chapel and the gym, and baptismal font. That's right, there is a basketball hoop right above the font in the back of the room where we have sacrament meeting each week.  Average attendance is pretty good, with about 35-45 people coming every week.  There is enough chairs for 70, so that is our goal as a branch, to help 70 people come on average every week, in addition to helping the branch become a ward.  It is crazy to me because about half of the active members live here in Colby, and the rest live in surrounding towns, with an average distance of 30 or so miles away.  The furthest live almost 60 miles away, yet they come faithfully every week.  Our Branch President, President Tame, is a young fellow with 3 kids and one on the way.  He was telling us yesterday that he hasn't even been back from his mission for 10 years yet.  It is pretty amazing.  There is only one Spanish speaking man in the branch, and he came as an answer to many prayers moving in just this last Friday.  It is so cool because it is so tiny and everyone knows and loves and will do anything for one another.  I don't think I have ever been in a ward so tight knit.

As for people we are teaching, there are, I think, 4 couples who will be baptized as soon as they get married, all of whom love the gospel.  Two have outdoor marriages planned for the spring, and one couple is getting married at the end of the month.  We were super blessed to find a family this week too.  That was a huge miracle. We were just walking down a street headed to see a less-active member and were prompted to go knock on a door.  Max, 13 years old, opened and at first told us he was atheist and not interested, but then admitted he believed in Jesus Chrst and we should come back later to meet his parents.  Saturday morning, when we were planning to return, Elder Marley was guided to put a Spanish Book of Mormon and Spanish Pamphlet into his bag before we left.  Well, Max's parents spoke almost no English, and since I was the only one who knows any Spanish at all, it was on me to give them the Libro de Mormon, and set up a return appointment.  Thankfully, I had no clue what I was doing, and I had to rely on the Lord, and my understanding was enough through the gift of tongues to talk to her and explain, and find that we could come back this week.  Truly a miracle, compounded with that of the only Spanish speaking member moving in last week (remember that?)!

I am in over head here and loving every minute. Life just doesn't get any better than saying, "Okay!  I know!  I can't do it with my skills and abilities.  So, I am just going to my best and trust that Thou will do the rest, and give me abilities beyond my own!"  This church is the Church of Jesus Christ restored to the Earth, no doubt.  The Gospel is the path to happiness. And God truly love you.  I know it.

Love you all!

Elder Beckstead

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