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AGGGGIELLLLAAAAND! Focsi ido van! (It's Football season!)
Hope all is well in
the promised land of the south, football and otherwise, I heard that the Aggies
took a win this last week which is awesome! though, it ALWAYS starts this way,
so we'll have to wait and see how it goes with Jimbo haha!
This week was AMAZING!
Everytime I start thinking the MTC is getting comfortable or monotonous in the
daily routine Heavenly Father probably chuckles to himself and says,
"monotonous you say? Well, have fun with this". He has a sense of
humor no doubt, because of this story that happened this week that was the
highlight of the week not for the trial it was but because of the outcome. So I
have been carrying my 2 inch binder full of piano music around with me to play
when the 5 minutes opportunity to tickle the ivories comes up and I can do
that, but it doesn't fit in my scripture bag cause its a 2 inch binder, so I
have to carry it, and it's heavy. Another missionary and I have come up with an
engineering idea for piano music accesibilty and such to incorporate into pianos
but I will keep that to myself for now so no one takes my million dollar idea
haha. But one day, I think monday last week, I lost the binder. Straight up, I
couldn't find it, I had jsut moved into my room with the Turkish Elders who ARE
THE BEST oh my goodness I love them all so much and they are so amazing. But I
checked my old room and then I literally looked on every square inch of the
room I was then in, in bags, in drawers under beds-Mom, you would be tearing up
with pride at how well I scanned these rooms, it was that thorough-and I
couldn't find it....I was getting frantic at this point. Not outwardly, but
internally. I then realized I should say a prayer and ask for help to know
where to look, because Heavenly Father will not help us in our endeavors if we
are not ENDEAVORING for them, we must be moving in some sort of direction or he
cannot tell us which way to go. So I started looking in every MTC lost and
found there was, which with the fact of no free time in the MTC was a feat, and
quite a burden for those with me, but they all graciously helped me look
basically everywhere I had been with it, and as wednesday came and went, so did
friday, and nothing had been found, though the entire time I had been praying
morning, night, and everyday. I was still happy and having fun of course, but
the nagging urgency to find my binder of music that wasn't for me even I
brought it for the Hungarians to be blessed by Gospel Arrangments, was creeping
into the forefront of my mind more and more steadily. Finally, saturday morning
afterour morning class, I still had not found it. I was really saddened and
dissappointed, but at this point of it being almost a week of not finding it, I
was in the computer lab on our floor that we frequent often to write emails,
read emails, and practice language online. I was preparing for a lesson or
something along those lines when one of the Noverek (Frandsen Nover) was by the
desk in the lab, and says "Uh, Hough Elder, is your binder big and
blue?" Confused I turned my head and said "why yes it is, why do you
ask?" She responded with " Because it's right here." The binder
had been in the most obvious spot of the entire MTC, but because of it's
generic look and size everyone, even other teachers and missionaries had
assumed it to be a teachers binder and had left it untouched until we came
across it. I checked and it was indeed my binder full of music.
At that moment, I knew
in my heart and mind that Heavenly Father knows each of us on a personal level
that can only be described as perfect. He is our literal father, and loves us
with a capacity only infinity can understand, and that week he was testing me,
trying to see if I would be faithful to him and trust in His will, and to have
the faith. And now I can testify to y'all that he is indeed our Father, and
loves each of us, and if we ask with sincere hearts and real intent the desires
of our hearts whether that be questions, concerns, life trials or afflictions,
even the deepest cry a person can ask "Why?" If we ask in faith, then
ACT in faith, He will guide or steps whether we know it or not, and some
questions are answered in 2 days, 20 years, or after this life, but ALL
questions are answered. God Loves each and every one of you, and He loves the
Hungarian people so much that he is sending me, a member of His church from
College Station Texas, to preach and proclaim His word to them that they may
have eternal life. That is just a particle of evidence that shows His love for
us. I want each of you, I invite each of you who read this, to sometime this
week, whether now or tonight or in two nights, to get down on your knees, and
ask your Father in Heaven the desires of your hearts. Any problems or concerns
or stresses you have, give them to Him, and ask for answers or help to those quieries.
I promise, that as you ask in faith, then ACT in faith, whether that be
searching for an answer yourself or searching the Book of Mormon with that
question in the front cover or even just continual prayer and listening after
that prayer, I promise that He WILL answer you. In one way or another He will.
I know this to be true. The words to a hymn will suffice to end this thought
"Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side; With patience bear thy cross
of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change he
faithful will remain." (Hymn 124 Be Still my Soul).
Another cool thing
that happened this week was that our district had an experience in class on
Saturday that was ridiculously funny on so many levels given the variety of
savagery and personality on our class, that caused all of us including Squire
testver to laugh for literally an hour of class. It was that funny and just fed
off of everyone. I have never laughed so hard or long in my life. The details
of the why are not appropriate to diclose in this mass email or other emails,
but it was a time for us to come closer as a district as the last 19 day
countdown is upon us, and that has some of us worried more than excited so it
was a good thing we could spend some time laughing together.
There is so much more
that happened this week that I can't write down, but this Gospel, the Restored
Gospel of Jesus Christ through Joseph Smith is true. I know this with all my
heart. I am humbled by the opportunity to be a fulltime servant of my Savior
and to bring these glad tidings of great joy to the Hungarian people.
til next week!
Szeretek Titeket!
Hough Elder
Yasli (Elder) Johnson (one of the Turkish roomies) and I in the morning
The district monday night, I finally get to hug someone in a Picture! ;)
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