Hey mom, thank Aunt Gina for the
letter and make sure that she knows that I love and adored every minute I had
with Austin, Tyler, Savannah and her family. They mean a lot to me.
Elder Lukashuk was baptized and then
literally 2 weeks after he was called by the Assistant to serve and then by President
to confirm it. His family is pretty broken with his mom not even knowing he was
baptized (he left home at 16) and his dad is indifferent about it. He doesn’t
talk with his brothers (2) and sister. He is trying to make amends and improve his
family circumstances.
As for this week......... ;)
This last week was a week much like
the island we were on last Christmas: virtually zero flat ground on the whole
island. That’s how the week was, either up or down...but I’m starting to
realize that that is the way life is. We did a lot of service being with a less
active as he had to go through kidney dialysis multiple days and hardly could
walk or move on his own. Then, after a very busy week with helping Brother
Filamonov (the less-active). I had an interview with President Campero just
like we all do every now and then. These last few weeks have been very
humbling, no the interview was pretty humbling to say the least. President was
very honest, but I don’t think he realized the effect of the interview on me
and just what it did to make me think. President talked about a job that he had
at General Motors as an engineer and the first day on the job. He was so
overwhelmed by the magnitude of his work that he didn’t know if he could do it.
And then he said something that stuck with me: "You can eat an elephant 1
bite at a time." I don’t know what happened from then till now, but I feel
like the ever so small change has taken place in me, and because of my choice,
I am moving forward. I’m striving to pray more sincerely, accept correction
from my companion and seek it (super hard! ;) ), truly love, want others
salvation, and exercise faith. I've always thought that faith to move mountains
was meant to be this grandiose level of faith that only prophets achieved in
this life; a level of faith in Jesus Christ that was so huge, the result was
accordant. But this week, and this week was full of miracles (as have other
weeks been because of my companion's faith), I am beginning to learn what I believe
Christ meant: faith the size of a mustard seed is truly the smallest particle
of faith we could have. It’s not large. It’s not impossible. It is the faith
sufficient to choose the right when that next choice is placed before you. Step
by step, choice by choice, bite by bite, shovel by shovel, this tiny speck of
faith is enough to move mountains because it moves us forward. This faith is
pushing all doubt out of our minds and knowing that truly God can do all
miracles according to our faith. We found people this week. We found more new
investigators in the course of Saturday and Sunday then I have ever found in my
entire mission. I have never been happier. I have strove to be faithful and say
regardless of all in front of me: "Yes, we can." The best part
is, we all have the capability within us to exercise that particle of faith and
move the mountain in front of us. That’s what I can testify of, because I saw
it in my life the last two days. And remember that in the process of moving a
mountain, the progress on the mountain is not as important as your orientation:
always facing uphill.
I love you all so much! And as for Ukrainian
winter...well it’s more like spring! For now... ;)
Elder Claypool