tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9235500855189317022024-02-06T21:07:17.390-07:00 It Truly is a Wonderful Life! Sister Heather Salmond of the Alabama Birmingham MissionSister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-52446924197942486252015-04-13T16:41:00.001-06:002015-04-13T16:41:53.040-06:00Missionary Newsletter #69 (Apr 13)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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So, this week is starting to get crazy cuz I am starting to feel the mission come to a close and it's been heartbreaking. Sister Warren and I had our exit interviews with President Hanks already. I bawled the whole time. I couldn't keep it together! The mission has become a huge part of me and I am so sad to see it go! However, I am grateful we have had such a big week to keep me distracted on the tasks at hand, cuz if I think about going home, I cry.<br />
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The week started off with Missionary Leadership Council. We received AMAZING council from President Hanks on prayer. He told us to never give up in the hard times and keep praying. I have such a testimony of that and I needed to hear that and be reminded of that. It answered my prayers. Sister Hanks also helped us with our little irritations, which is such a real thing, not only on the mission, but back home as well. It is such a privilege and blessing to go to these meetings and learn from such amazing people. They have become some of the people I look up to the most in this world. They are like my personal heroes.<br />
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We then, as leaders, had the responsibility to prepare the trainings we were taught and present them to our zone. After a day of preparation, we were able to do that. :) It went quite well! So, MLC was all day Tuesday, preparation was most of Wednesday and then Thursday was the Zone Training. We went straight into an exchange right after! I was with Sister Mason in Columbus for that. I took her to meet Minnie and DeDe. The grandkids LOVED Sis. Mason, especially Sariah. She played with her hair the whole lesson. :) haha. After a fabulous Friday we switched back. The week was already gone!!! Where did time go?! So Saturday we did a day of tracting! Yay! Had to enjoy these last few days doing things we won't be able to do when we get home!<br />
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This Sunday was Stake Conference with Elder Tony Parker. He was on the movie Meet the Mormons apparently. haha. But he was a great speaker! He had a little bit of the preacher still in him, which was so fun to see! Minnie and DeDe were able to come and LOVED IT! After Conference that day, we were able to experience the best thing of all: Minnie & DeDe's baptism!! They were baptized! The spirit was so strong when they received the Holy Ghost! It was definitely a baptism I'll never forget! A chance in a life time! I wouldn't want to end my mission any other way!<br />
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Although it's sad to have my mission come to a close, I'm sure not done yet! Another day! I'm still kickin' and then I still will be able to see a few people from my areas with the family since they will be picking me up. What a blessing! I look forward to these next few days! Wish me luck!<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-48025624296510315892015-04-06T16:47:00.001-06:002015-04-06T16:47:19.241-06:00Missionary Newsletter #68 (Apr 6)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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This week was Conference Weekend! I love Conference! It is such a great opportunity to hear our prophet and apostles speak! It always is such a joy to hear them and it always goes by way too fast!!! Some of my favorite quotes are: "Saints are sinners who keep trying."-Nelson Mandela & "Never tire from discovering and rediscovering the truths of the gospel."-Bishop Gerald Causse. What a great weekend! I am so sad it's over though... It's been neat to start and end my mission with Conference. Couldn't have it be any better!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went tracting the other day. We knocked on a glass screen door and the main door was open. As we looked inside, we saw a dog start coming up to a door: a bigger pitbull. We then realized, that dog was not inside, BUT RIGHT BEHIND US!!! (fyi, pitbulls in the south can be really scary and dangerous!) We cautiously, about to pee our pants, turn around to see if he was really there.... IT was! Ah! He saw us look back and started jumping all over us with excitement ALL covered in Mud! Ugh! We brushed it off the best we could and went to the next house. Dog started following us and as we came from one door to go to the next, he would start charging at us, jump and get another part of our body dirty! All we could do is prepare ourselves to be trampled!! It was crazy, funny and quite an intense and unique experience. haha. Thank goodness God was looking over us and allowed the doggy to be a nice one rather than a vicious one! Miracles happen. :)</td></tr>
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Also, y'all are probably wondering about the grandmother and her huge big family that came to church a few weeks back... Well, the grandmother, Minnie, and her grandson, DeDee, will be baptized this Saturday! Some of the other family lives in Houston, MS so we are going to send the missionaries their way to help them be baptized, but we should expect good things from this family! Here's a picture of the little house that holds the family of grandkids. :)<br />
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This week, we had a few exchanges, which is always fun! For one of them, we had a Sister Training Leader exchange! These don't happen very often, but they are when STLs go on exchanges with other STLs to learn and get advice from another. What was fun is that I was with Sister Gibbs! I was her STL just in Madison 2 transfers ago and now we were REUNITED!!! It was so fun to be together again! While we were together, a lady we had met in Walmart wanted to know more about what we believed! We jumped at the opportunity and came to her house! When we got there, it was not what we had expected. She was a sweet baptist lady, who was once again, concerned for our souls... There are many similarities and differences between our two religions, but as we talked to her, it saddened me to think about how they picture the start of life. We believe in a pre-earth, where we lived in God's presence as spirit children before we came to this life. In my readings lately, it is very clear in the bible that this spirit life existed before we came.<br />
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6th day: "God created man after his own image" (Gen. 1:27)<br />
7th day: He rested<br />
and then, after "God formed man of the dust" & put Adam into the Garden of Eden (Gen. 2:7,15)<br />
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It's clear that we were created as spirits by God first, and then in the flesh. This pre-earth life existed. And there, God loved us and we were His children. It makes so much sense to me that we lived with Him before. That is how He knows us so clearly and intimately. It's not just cuz he knew what we'd be like (like Baptist believe), but rather, He raised us and loves us. He loved us enough to let us go, so we could have a chance to learn and become great like him.<br />
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In addition, Baptist believe, that as babies, we are born in sin. We are sinners at birth (at least to my understanding after this meeting). How sad to think that we come to this earth in filth. We have no chance to be clean at any point. But, it's the very opposite of we hold dear. When children are born, they come straight from heaven, the presence of our Father. They are pure, sweet, and the closest thing on this earth to God. (Moses 6:54) Bringing children into this earth is a beautiful and gift from God. We do know, they cannot stay pure and as they go throughout life they make mistakes, sin, etc. and become filthy through the experiences of life. That is when Christ's Atonement becomes so key. I am so grateful to understand God's plan for us. He loves us so much and He has set up this life so we can succeed! I am so grateful I had the opportunity to speak with this woman and exchange our beliefs. It strengthens my testimony so much in God's plan for us. This church is so true! And no matter how much people try to tear down the church or my beliefs, it only makes me stronger. I love this gospel and the opportunity I have to serve and share my beliefs with others. I love you all! Have a fantastic week!<br />
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Lots of Love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We found the strangest Ice Cube! How did that happen?! Talk about Defying Gravity?! p.s. Don't judge how strange I look in the photo... Not a good day. haha!</td></tr>
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<br />Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-20147154485447018832015-03-30T12:52:00.001-06:002015-03-30T12:52:33.168-06:00Missionary Newsletter #67 (Mar 30)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First of All, Happy Easter for all of y'all! It's just around the corner now! Can you believe it?! Insane how time flies! But it's also such a good time of year too, with the flowers starting to bloom and the weather starting to warm up! It's becoming so beautiful outside! It's also great as a missionary to share the Easter Message! This Easter, the church came out with a new video called, "Because He Lives." If you haven't watched it yet, I would recommend it! The link for it is:<br />
<a href="http://www.mormon.org/easter?cid=HP_FR_3-27-2015_dMIS_fMRMN_xLIDyL1-A_">http://www.mormon.org/easter?cid=HP_FR_3-27-2015_dMIS_fMRMN_xLIDyL1-A_</a><br />
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This week has been full of miracles! Outside of continuing to teach or investigators I mentioned last time, Sister Warren and I have been able to do several cool things together this week!<br />
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First of all, both of us got to go back to our previous area and see a baptism! Sister Warren was able to see Stephanie in the Tuscaloosa YSA ward be baptized. Stephanie had such a sweet testimony and will be a strong member in the church! As for me, I got to see Julia be baptized! She is 10 years old, but the coolest part about it was her and her father, Leland, were learning together. He was Less Active and he came back into activation! Through the months we taught them, his countenance grew brighter and brighter and it was a miracle to be able to see him be able to perform that ordinance for her!<br />
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On the way home, we started driving past Lynn and Joe's street! What?! I was in complete shock! I couldn't resist and look a quick turn into the street and we pulled up to their house. Joe answered the door and in a shocked silence, he looks to Lynn, who is on the couch. She peaks forward and sees me. She jumped up and we all embraced, crying! I miss that family SO much! I would give anything to be there with them. It was such a miracle for both of us that God directed our paths to be able to pass by there house so I could see them one time. I was so grateful they were there and we could we connect! I love that family!<br />
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Also, we had the privilege to go to the Temple! In the Temple, I got to talk to President Hanks about some questions I had. We are so lucky to have such a knowledgeable man to lead us here in Alabama! However, as we talked, we LOVED to poke his finger and start making fun that I am going home soon. Funny. NOT! haha. He had the nerve to try to start setting me up! (He's determined to have his missionaries marry each other so there's less of us to keep up with. haha.) Just a little too soon President. haha.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at the group! We have so many less sisters now! We use to have 50/50, but now we are out numbered! That's ok. Elders are great! But if you are female and thinking about serving, stop thinking and do it! The mission needs you! </td></tr>
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Well, miracles are happening here in Columbus! It is such a blessing to be here to serve! I look forward to everyday! I pray that I can continue to work harder and harder to the end! I love the opportunities I have had here to be taught by the amazing people I have met throughout the mission and the many experiences God has allowed me to have. May that learning never end!<br />
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Hope everyone enjoys LDS General Conference this weekend! And Happy Easter!<br />
Lots of Love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The weather here is bipolar! We thought it was a beautiful day (sunny with a mild breeze) to bike. So, we did. We ended up biking home in the rain, and fierce wind with no coats! Bad mistake!</td></tr>
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<br />Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-51239853970480017282015-03-23T12:19:00.000-06:002015-03-23T12:19:43.877-06:00Missionary Newsletter #66 (Mar 23)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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Happy Belated St. Patrick's Day Everyone! Hope y'all had the best of Luck! ;) (My St. Patty's Day Treat! Lucky Charms! I just realized that they are full of Jesus fish! Look carefully at the cereal shapes. You'll find them too! Love little tender mercies!)<br />
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Yesterday we experienced the biggest miracle here in Columbus! However, the story began a week ago, last Sunday. We had hours to tract. (What you do when you are new to an area and have no one to see.) We normally went left or right at the intersection by our apt, but this time we decided to explore and go straight. As we went straight, after a long bit of nothing, we found the hidden GHETTO!!! Yes! It had been too long since I had spent some good time there! We parked our car, prayed to see if this is where we needed to be, and then embarked on to find the elect!<br />
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The coolest thing about the black culture, is that they are so loving and friendly! They were just all outside, sitting on their porches, visiting, laughing, dancing, and having a good time together! As we walked down the streets, it wasn't hard to start talking and making friends with all the people! The other thing is that they all have a love for God! They are so quick to want to talk about Him! We met one family outside braiding hair. We started teaching them. Then, we continued on down the road. A trailblazer drove past us slow with the windows down, waving at us with a grandmother, daughter and LOTS of grandkids. I challenged Sister Warren, "Dare you to contact them!" But it came out of my mouth too late cuz they had already passed us. But, when that happened, the pulled in the house just two houses behind us. OoOoOo. So, it wasn't too late! We started heading back their way. They waved to us. We talked to them and they totally welcomed us in. We talked with them and set up a time to come back and teach them. And that we did! We asked them to come to church and they were on board! We knew it would be an orchestrated event because there are 21 grandchildren and 5 adults sharing one bathroom in a tiny house. We came early Sunday morning and helped them get ready! With the help of a member's van, we got 16 of them to church! We walked into church with a row of little ones trailing behind us along with Minnie, the grandmother, and Paula (her daughter) & her boyfriend. We felt like herders at church leading the way and keeping the children quiet.<br />
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Throughout church, it was evident that Minnie and Paula were loving the services. They were so actively involved asking questions and smiling. During introductions, Minnie decided to bare her testimony and thank us for coming into their lives. She was so grateful to see all her kids and grandkids in church together. She had never had that before. :) Minnie and Paula told us after church that they felt really good there, which we identified as the Holy Ghost. They told us that they didn't learn in the black churches like they did at ours, but just shouted praises and such. They were so grateful for all they learned and felt a sense of relief in their life. They are excited to continue meeting with us and come to church! This family really needs the joy and blessings of the gospel and it's amazing to see how the Lord is using us to gather His Sheep into His Fold. I love the miracles we saw this last week and there will be many more to come. This is the joys of missionary work! We are so blessed!<br />
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I love you all and hope things are going good! It couldn't be better over here! I love this work!<br />
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Love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-23564366811359215712015-03-16T12:57:00.003-06:002015-03-16T12:59:01.085-06:00Missionary Newsletter #65 (Mar 16)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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This week, I changed food groups as I was announced over the pulpit as Sister Almond for the opening prayer! haha. I may have made an unusual face since it definitely surprised me! But it made my day! haha!<br />
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Also, this week, Sister Warren and I gained a testimony of Hymns. We were tracting Saturday afternoon. As we worked our way down the street, a vicious, big dog was chained to the front porch of one of the house down the way. Every time we started to walk from a house, he barked and barked at us. However, we knew it was Satan trying to keep us from the elect! So, as we began to head to this house, we quietly sang, "The Spirit of God." This time, the dog didn't bark. It just looked at us as we slowly walked to the house. We made it safe to the door and was able to speak with the family and then sing our way back to the street in safety! Miracles happen and it was cool to see how animals can feel and recognize the spirit. :)<br />
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One lady we are teaching right now is Miss Sally. She is a sweet older lady, in her 70s-80s and is originally from England. She has the cutest little accent and personality. She is very in tune with the spirit and believes in the message we share. The hardest thing that will be for her is church attendance. With her age, it will be hard to be able to make it out of the house. But we love working with her and hope she'll be able to make it to keep studying with us and be able to make it to church!<br />
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This week, we had our Mission Leadership Council and we did a training in return to our zone. We worked with the Zone Leaders to do a good training and the whole thing turned out Excellent! We focused a lot on obedience in the mission and we had everyone modge podge a card with their personal commitment on it. Everyone was on board and left uplifted and from what we heard, it went really well! What a blessing!<br />
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Lastly, yesterday, we found our GHETTO!! I love going and talking to all the people in these areas. They are just really good, humble black people. Those are the people I just naturally love. It's like they are born with a love of God which is so cool and I love being around that! While we walked around and spoke with people, there was a car that passed with a big family that waved at us. I dared Sister Warren to contact them through the window, but I said it to late. Drats! Then the car pulled in, just two houses over from us. oOoOo! That's convenient! So, we headed their way. We went to talk to them and they hoped we would come over. They had a tragic accident happen to them the night before.<br />
They went to the club Saturday night for the first time. While they were there, there was a shooting! The guy who had the gun was right by them. We know one girl at least died and many were injured. People were trampled as they tried to squeeze out of the only little exit. The mom and the daughters got out safe, but one of the daughters got her arm dislocated in the process and their purse, phones and one of the shoes were lost. They were grateful to make it out alive.<br />
The whole family was distraught by it, which I don't blame them. We comforted them, shared some scriptures and prayed with them. We have an appt to go back. I don't know how fast this family will progress in the gospel, but I know that they really need the gospel at this time. We are grateful we got to run into them yesterday.<br />
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Miracles are happening everyday in Columbus! I am so grateful to be serving here! Hope y'all had a week of miracles and will have good things happen this week! Take care!<br />
Love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-77907878153314548352015-03-11T14:44:00.001-06:002015-03-11T14:44:23.756-06:00Missionary Newsletter #64 (Mar 9)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, Sister Warren and I have been double transferred into Columbus, Mississippi! The second I stepped foot into Mississippi, I have had the song, "Mississippi Girl" by Faith Hill stuck in my head! haha. Love it!! So, far things are going well for being transferred! Our first few days, we got to witness the baptism of Amanda!<br />
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Besides that, we have been doing a lot of tracting and meeting the previous sisters' people they were teaching. Lots of meeting and learning the basics of Columbus! Definitely a bit of a challenge! But the thing that is really cool, is that Sister Warren and I go home together, so we are united in our goals and want to run to the finish of our missions!! That is a huge blessing! Personally, I have a desire to witness 3 more people be taught and decide to enter into the waters of baptism. That is such a wonderful experience to be able to be apart of. Sister Warren is thrilled with that goal and so together, with the help of God, we will work hard to try to find the 3 that are ready to make that commitment and covenant to God!<br />
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Great things will be happening here in Columbus! I am sure of it! There is no other reason why God would have our mission president double transfer us in and out! It makes no other sense besides it was God's will. :) Please keep us in your prayers that we can obtain these hopes for such a wonderful area!<br />
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With much love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A canvas Sister Zackrison and I painted as a thank you to the Jones family for all they do for us and the ward regarding the missionary work. They are an incredible family!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying goodbye to Christina's family! Little Michael gave me a sweet little kiss on the cheek! So adorable! Love that family!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying Goodbye to Marcia & her family (Josh & little Trey)! I will miss them so much! Love her! (Also, excuse her pale face. She was super sick with the flu but was so sweet and let me come by and say goodbye anyways.)</td></tr>
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<br />Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-227841188167566302015-03-02T19:39:00.000-07:002015-03-02T19:39:20.775-07:00Missionary Newsletter #63 (Mar 2)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So, I don't know about Utah, but it has been snowing like CRAZY down here in Alabama! We are now on round 3 and we are expected to have more snow in a couple days too! It's been insane! On the third time it snowed, we had 6 inches and it stayed around for 3 days! That is NOT usual here in the South! It was definitely fun to walk around in the snow. :) It felt like we were back home a little bit. Plus, it was good when people had sympathy for us and let us in. hehe. :)</div>
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We had a huge miracle happen this week!!! We were over at Christina's teaching her a lesson on Tuesday. We personally have felt like she is ready for baptism, but she wanted to go to church 10x first to make sure she liked it. She has already gone 5x and wasn't about to budge. It wasn't looking like I was going to be able to see Christina be baptized. However, when we went there Tuesday, Sister Zackrison asked her if when she was in the shower next (where she receives her revelation, since it's her quite time from the kids), if she would consider being baptized this coming weekend. If that was something she was ready for and God wanted her to do. Later, that night, she informed us that she got in the shower after we left and received the answer YES! Christina was baptized on Saturday and it was an exciting experience to have before I left Madison!<br />
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By my last comment, you could probably tell that I am leaving Madison. We got transfer calls on Saturday night and I am leaving to start a new adventure. I'll be starting a special assignment opening and then closing an area for that one transfer. I'll be remaining a Sister Training Leader and will be with another sister who will be leaving to go home with me. It's a very strange and unique assignment, but I know that obviously, there is something God needs us to do there, especially since it's only a temporary location. So wish me and my new companion luck as we go into this next transfer! We are going to need it!<br />
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Lots of Love,<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-34572190949515933572015-03-02T15:35:00.000-07:002015-03-02T19:14:12.002-07:00Missionary Newsletter #62 (Feb 23)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the scary snow we had heard about for days!!! (Not so much)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Snow Came!!! And I had to drive in it with a poor new missionary on an exchange! So nerve-racking!!! No Salt. Good news, we survived!</td></tr>
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We have had LOTS of Snow this week! Two Snow Days! Holy Cow! This is Very Unusual for Alabama! Last year, we had one big snow, but here it had a whimpy snow on Tuesday and then a big snow on Friday! It's also has a 80% chance of snowing next week too. Let me tell ya, it's weird. It's like we brought Utah with us! On Friday, we were in Decatur's District Meeting when it began to snow. I had to bring Sister Layton back to Madison for our exchange. The roads were slick and it was raining pretty hard. I called the Zone Leaders to ask what to do because we can't drive our car when it snows. They told me I had to drive now or I'd be suck overnight. So, we headed off! For your information, it is not NEARLY as scary driving in Utah! I'm invincible there! But here, I had a sister's life in my hands, the church's vehicle, which is paid for with sacred tithing money, and inexperienced snow drivers all around me! I have to admit, it was a bit stressful. By the grace of God, we made it safely home. The second I parked, I collapsed into a sigh of relief! So glad that was over! We then went tracting in the snow! It was a beautiful thing!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There were tons of birds in our backyard. It was cold and started to snow, so we made them a shelter and put some nuts outside. There were LOTS of birds though! Most we've ever had, but only a few took the bait. :(</td></tr>
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One of the miracles this week is that Brianna came to church!!! (She was the sweet mother we tracted into on an exchange about a week back in the last 5 minutes of our time!) She came in late, squeezing next to us with her little girl, Baylee. It was really neat because Baylee and Christina's little boy (the other girl we are teaching), Michael, started playing together in Sacrament Meeting. We were all sitting in the same long, row. These two toddlers had a grand ole time! Also, Baylee and Michael both have diabetes. Christina and Brianna really connected since they had the same doctor and similar struggles trying to learn the ropes of diabetes. Plus, they are both learning the gospel, which I think helps them really feel comfortable with one another. It was neat seeing them bond and we just had to stand and watch. :)<br />
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In addition, when we visited with Marcia the other day, she informed us that she has had some stresses with finances and such. She also told us that her boss pulled her aside and told her she needed to wear nicer shirts to work, but she doesn't have any. Being sister missionaries, lots of clothes get left in the apartments, especially here in Madison since we live in a sister graveyard (mission lingo meaning a lot of sisters end their missions in our area). A few days later, we brought the old clothes from our apartment to see if there was anything that would work for her. As she went through it, she was thrilled! Things we never would've thought was stellar or great were very cute clothes to her. It was actually quite humbling to see her love these clothes we would've thought nothing of. There is so much I take for granted and I am grateful for moments like this to see the joy and twirls that one has over something so little. She found a lot of use out of shirts many sisters have overlooked. Josh, playing the perfect boyfriend role, assured Marcia that she looked good in the outfits. She told her, "You look good in everything you wear." That is a true man. Every guy should say that to his girlfriend/wife. They were so grateful and we left with a huge smile on our face. It feels so good to serve others. It was such a blessing to be part of that!<br />
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Madison is still doing great! We love it here and I love being here with Sister Zackrison! We are trying to find a place in Provo right now so we can be roommates in school. :) Wish us luck! It's coming to the end of the transfer though, so we are sad because we will know that we will be split up since we both go home in April. We will receive transfer instructions by the end of this week, so I'll let y'all know what happens! It's a bit nerve-racking since this will determine how we will end our missions, but at least we can go through it together! I love you all and pray for you! Know that God loves you and is always by your side. :)<br />
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Take care!<br />
Lots of Luck, ;)<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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Also, some pics for Valentine's week:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sweet Joseito (Christina's little boy) fell asleep in our lesson. So cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cutest Valentine's Companionship Ever! :)</td></tr>
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-53188187183113230662015-02-23T15:59:00.000-07:002015-02-23T16:02:26.154-07:00Missionary Newsletter #61 (Feb 16)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I love Valentine's Day and the sweet kind of holiday it is where love can be shared. :) It's so fun! It was so sweet to share it with my companion! The cutest part of it all was the day before, after a wonderful Zone Conference, we had an exchange. I stayed in Madison as she left with the other companion for Athens. That night, as I crawled into bed, I found a Valentine she had left for me! How cute is that?! (I am always finding cute notes she leaves for me.) It gave me warm and fuzzies to find it and first thing the next morning I read that Valentine! For my companion, I HEART ATTACKED her room. It was so fun to be reunited and thank the other for the friendship that we share. Later, at the end of the </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">night, we were able to end the day right, with some cereal in the candlelight. :) It was so adorable. Valentine's day can always be a day we show love to those around. What a wonderful holiday we have to be adorable and celebrate! Muwah!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Like I said above, we had Zone Conference this week. Once again, I was in the lucky companionship that got to train. Seems like every conference, I'm chosen. haha. That's ok, I am happy to do whatever I can to help. :) After training, we got to do some really cool finding workshops run by our assistants. They had us call numbers we didn't know in our phones, previous people taught in our records, and part-member families and see if we could come and share a message of Christ with them. It's was cool to have the conference be so hands on. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Later, we were trained by President Hanks. It was really neat because he shared with us something that he discovered in his studies the day before. (Note: this is not taught doctrine, but his opinion, which I totally agree with and love, so I thought I'd share it with y'all.) In Moses 4:1, it states, "...That Satan, whom thou hast commanded in the name of mine Only Begotten, is the same which was from the beginning, and he came before me, saying-- Behold, here am I, send me, I will be thy son, and I will redeem all mankind, that one should shall not be lost, and surely I will do it; wherefore give me thine honor." Satan never says, "I will take away their agency or ability to choose," he says, "I will redeem all mankind..." So, Satan is telling the Father that he will save everyone, regardless of the choices they make. There are no consequences for their actions. After hearing that, it made a lot more sense to me. It sounds more like the Satan we know and understand: "Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die;" (2 Nephi 28:7) Satan from the beginning, didn't believe that there should be consequences for our actions; however, God knew better. We have to have order and we had to have these guidelines so we could learn and grow and become like our Father in Heaven. We couldn't become like Him if we were doing the opposite with no consequences. Learning this strengthened my testimony of the love and wisdom of God. He loved and trusted us enough to let us go. He let us live our life, but advised us how and has been leading all along our way through parents, leaders, prophets, and the Holy Ghost. We are so blessed!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I love you all and hope y'all are having a fantabulous week! God is real. He loves us. And He wants us to return to Him. :) Take care and stay warm!</span><br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-67762119411505333672015-02-10T16:38:00.001-07:002015-02-10T16:38:51.207-07:00Missionary Newsletter #60 (Feb 9)So, this week we had our mission leadership meeting with our mission president. One of the many things he trained on was being smart drivers cuz there's been a lot of accident lately, specially with parked vehicles. Little did I know what this training/announcement was foreshadowing... When Sister Zackrison and I cam out of the meeting, we found President's car parked right next to ours, KISSING the other vehicle!!! See????<br />
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As we were taking pictures, we heard his car beep and the lights flash. They were heading out! Eek! We quickly hid our cameras and acted like nothing. We don't think he even noticed he was touching the other car! We didn't point it out or anything because we didn't want to tease or embarrass him after that last training. But, I can definitely say, it made my day!<br />
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Then, just the other day, we were at an appointment. We were finishing up the lesson and about to close with a prayer, when there was a knock on the door. The neighbor had backed into our car! Of course, I was the driver that day. Just my luck. haha. I was parked on the street where the lady had asked me to park. I was partially on the road, partially the lawn (that is very typical out here in Alabama.) The guy had parked on his lawn at a crooked angle. When he backed out, he got our rear light. It wasn't too bad... Just ironic since President JUST talked about this. It totally wasn't my fault though. The officer had our back. :) I never knew, that small MLC training would lead to a series of unfortunate events. haha.<br />
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On a positive note, I got a surprise package in the mail! What? For me? I never get mail, so this was a pleasant surprise. I opened it to find.... Drum roll please....<br />
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Also, we had a blitz in Albertville this week. When we got there, we found out that Sister Banks' hair had been thrashed by a member. They gave her a hair cut and everything was uneven. There were holes everywhere and it was shorter than she wanted! Poor girl! Luckily, I had my hair cutting scissors on me and touched up the job. It wasn't perfect, since it was kind of hard to cover some of it up, but was MUCH better! She was so relieved that she could at least wear it down again. It's amazing how the few tips my mom has taught me has really come in handy on the mission. I would've never guessed.<br />
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A Huge Miracle this week was after MLC. :) Since it takes place in Birmingham, I had gotten permission to go down to Bessemer again to visit a few people! I got to see Sister Kilgore, the Whites, and dear Alisa and her kids. Oh what a miracle that was for me! The joy it was to see them again after this very long year! The main highlights were seeing Sister White's face and screams when she saw me. :) I didn't tell her I was coming and just showed up. She kept screaming, "My Baby! My Baby! Ahhhh! My Baby!" I was so cute, fun and sweet! Besides seeing a few of my favorite people, I got to take a second with Alisa and her kids. Wow. The love I feel for them! I was so good just to see them, be near them, and feel of their love again. The kids are so amazing and has such amazing potential! They sang "I Hope They Call Me on a Mission" for me. Alisa is being such a strong influence for them. William is hoping to be baptized soon and Alisa is still making progress and taking steps that will lead her to the Temple. What an amazing blessing that will be for her! You better believe I wouldn't miss that for the world! I look forward to that experience. :) Bessemer still has a big part of me. It's amazing how these places steal your heart.<br />
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I am seeing this take place right now in Madison. My heart is started to become sold. I get so attached to areas and people that it's hard to get ripped away. I love being here in Madison. It's been a huge blessing and there are so many people I hold dear to me. Marcia is doing great and still progressing. She was invited by a member to go to their FHE tonight, which I thought was so great! She is really growing and becoming a greater Daughter of God in the process. It's been great to watch her grow in the time I've known her. Also, Brianna I mentioned a while back. It was a huge miracle knocking on her door when we had limited time before our next appointment. Brianna is really hungry to learn and we are really working with her. She is so sweet. Things seem to go wrong a lot, so she can be hard to catch, but we feel her spirit and recognize the miracle she was and is. This last visit she asked us, "I know it's always crazy and we are really hard to get a hold of, but please don't give up on this family. We need y'all." Brianna is so sweet and sincerely, there is no way we could give up on them. We love her and her family. They have been a miracle to us.<br />
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Life is great! I love being a missionary! There are so many things to be grateful for. I love doing this work and being a missionary out here in Alabama. I never want it to end. I love all of y'all and keep you in my prayers. Have a fantastic week and stay safe!<br />
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Love y'all Lots!<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
<br />Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-16621882220639537022015-02-10T16:25:00.000-07:002015-02-10T16:25:00.332-07:00Missionary Newsletter #59 (Feb 2)<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="color: #222222;">This
week I bought Gluten Free, Dairy Free Oreos and Ice Cream! First time I've had
Oreos in a year and a half! Wahoo!!! So Good! That was my favorite cookie
before I found out about my food allergies. Every finals I would stalk up on
gold fish, oreos and frozen green beans for my snacks. Those were my studying
treats. Since then, I haven't been able to spoil myself the same way. However,
Sister Zackrison and I have been craving an oreo blizzard, so that is what we
made!! It was so good! I am so grateful to have Oreos back in my life again. :)
Probably not a good discovery, cuz I may or may not get addicted, but that's
ok. "Our diet starts tomorrow." ;) But for reals. haha.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Clean Apt! We've been cleaning it out for weeks! I was working on it before with Sister Brunner, but it was a longer process since it was just me working on it and I wasn't quite sure what was hers or left behind from another sister. However, with Sister Zackrison, we've really attacked the place and made it better! Yipee! It's finally clean and we can function! All the trash is gone (4 garage bags) and we donated 5 garage bags to a thrift store! (We also gave two extra desks we had to the elders cuz they needed them. It is so much better now!) </td></tr>
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">So we have been
very blessed in teaching many people right now. God has really been mindful of
us. The only hindrance seems to be the people's situations. They all seem to be
people who will take a while until they can be baptized... Sister Zackrison and
I are really trying to do all we can to bring people closer to Christ and if
it's not while I'm here, that's ok. As long as I helped them come closer to
Christ, I have fulfilled my purpose. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">However,
although the people we are teaching right now may not be baptized soon, we are
still praying to see a miracle. We have a goal to find someone who is ready and
prepared to Come Unto Christ by entering into the waters of baptism, within the
6 weeks we will be serving together in Madison. We have been praying for it and
trying to make this a possibility by talking to everyone and tracting whenever
we have a chance. Last night, we tracted with this special prayer. We were sure
we were going to find a miracle in the neighbor we were led to. Sadly, we did
not see that miracle we had hoped for. And although we didn't see it, we know
that as we keep trying, God will provide us with this miracle, just perhaps in
a different way and in his own timing. "...it shall be in his own time,
and in his own way, and according to his own will." (D&C 88:68) This
miracle we can expect.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">Well, I
love you all! Expect Miracles! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Salmond<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-3221708196030154792015-02-10T16:20:00.000-07:002015-02-10T16:20:39.331-07:00Missionary Newsletter #58 (Jan 26)<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinWnJXcc4VmURPrCApCdaqV6-GDZAUPYnZt5ZhOeT_Ot-2kTI9go22LHL2-gQYfItLR4SVP4kSwkoGibq9pBUI3C6VVYEbW0Px58MEKLFDsluOk2rSmY3D_ZyjJr-EFtupEG3kXuCML7A/s1600/IMG_6668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinWnJXcc4VmURPrCApCdaqV6-GDZAUPYnZt5ZhOeT_Ot-2kTI9go22LHL2-gQYfItLR4SVP4kSwkoGibq9pBUI3C6VVYEbW0Px58MEKLFDsluOk2rSmY3D_ZyjJr-EFtupEG3kXuCML7A/s1600/IMG_6668.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a>New Transfer with Sister Zackrison! Even though it was a bit of a trial, we got Sister Zackrison here. Somehow, luggage expands on the mission and no one can explain it. It can be rough. Especially for sisters. Let's just say, every transfer I am reminded how out of shape I am. haha. I love working with her though! She is so great! She and I are so a like! Both very girly, go to BYU, Belle was our favorite Disney Princess as a little girl, clean, etc. It's going to be a good transfer. In fact, right now we are renovating the apartment to make it more livable! I've been trying to clean it little by little last transfer, but with little avail. However, now with a partner in grime, we are making a difference in [our] world! Also, teaching with her is a breeze. We compliment each other so well and are already very unified. Because of this, it has been amazing feeling the spirit in our lessons. We really work together and focus on the spirit. It's making a huge difference in our teaching and it's incredible to feel!<br />
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Ok. Now Investigator and Area Update!<br />
So things are Hoppin' Down Here in Madison! We are teaching so much and having so much crazy going on right now! It's wonderful! It's the best kind of stress EVER! It's a stress of racing from one appointment to the next. I'm losing sleep and gaining new little colonies all over my face, but I couldn't be happier! This week we had 5 different investigators at church this week. It was a little bit to juggle, but members took them under their wing! Let me tell you what I mean...<br />
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Nene came in a little bit before church started and we sat her in by us. We are also teaching a younger girl, Julia, who's father is recently trying to come back into activity again. They came in and sat down together. The meeting started and had yet to see the few others we were expecting. After a few minutes, we see Marcia try to slip in and before she could come up to sit next to us, a sweet member of ours, who came to a lesson with Marcia, snagged her and had her sit by them. :) Marcia then waved at me across the chapel. It was the sweetest thing! After sacrament, we scanned the congregation looking to see if the others had come in. Sure enough, we saw Erica in the back of the chapel surrounded by a couple different members. A Young Women came over to us and stole Nene to go to class and Julia went to primary in the merry way. We then saw Christina in the back with her toddler and baby. Turns out that that the family that she sat by are her neighbors! They only live one house apart! They helped hold the boys and took her the nursery for her boy and then to the gospel principles class. With all our members lending a helping hand, we were able to pull Marcia aside with the first councilor in our ward and give her a blessing to help her with the Word of Wisdom. It was such a spiritual experience and she cried at the love and support she could feel from God. Leaving the blessing, she didn't need to take a smoking break, which she would normally have to do. It was incredible to see how the Lord helped us as we did all we could to bring His children closer to Him. :)<br />
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I love y'all and love the mission. We are so blessed right now. I can feeling the blessings of all y'alls' support and prayers. Thank you for that!<br />
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I love you! Take care!!<br />
Sister Salmond<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-82043158962079070292015-02-10T16:12:00.000-07:002015-02-10T16:12:51.926-07:00Missionary Newsletter #57 (Jan 19)<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="background: white; color: #222222;">In all my
areas, I try to do everything in my power to help the area Boom by the time I
leave. So far, I have been successful and in Madison this week it is
really becoming evident! This week we got 8 new investigators and 6 progressing
investigators! It's insane how many people are coming out of the wood works and
we are working with! God is SO blessing us right now! It is so evident that He
has seen our hard work and blessing us cuz, I can assure you, we couldn't do
this alone! Sadly, Sister Brunner is being transferred and will not be able to
see a lot of these people progress, but I know she will be a big blessing in
the next area she goes. :)</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">Now,
let me tell you about one of these miracles. I was on an exchange with Sister
Gibbs. She and I were tracting and there were two kids on their bikes. Some
missionaries don't talk to kids, but I love talking to them cuz they are honest
and not afraid to refer you to neighbors or friends. So, we went up and started
talking to them. The boy told us that his mom could use a message of Christ and
sent us to his apartment on the next street over. We tracted our way over and
knocked on the door. His mom, Tamika, answered. She said her son use to meet
with missionaries in the park every Saturday a year ago and because of that is
open to have us back over! Things seem really promising with that family which
is exciting! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">I
looked down at my watch. We had our dinner appointment in 15 minutes and the
house was only 5-10 minutes away. I did a mini-debate in my mind, should we
knock the second floor of the apartment complex or go to the appointment early.
When I have these mini-debates, I have come to shut down the lazy voice quickly
now to use the Lord's time more wisely. So, I encouraged us to go to the second
story. The first door we knocked, a sweet girl in her later 20's answered the
door. We told her we were missionaries and asked if she'd be open to a message
of Christ. She agreed! Her name was Brianna and her little 1 year old girl's
name is Bailey. They are staying there with her boyfriend, Michael. She said
that she's been feeling like she needs to get closer to God and has been really
praying for that the last 2 days. She continued to tell us that she's had
missionaries knock before and never let them in, but this time for some reason
she did. It was so evident that she has been prepared. God has a way of timing
that is INCREDIBLE! We left her with a short message and prayer and will be
back to teach her again soon. We've been able to keep in touch with her and
things look really promising! She is a sweet girl and has a big heart with a
big role in this life! Even though we were late to our dinner appointment, it
was amazing how the Lord took care of everything because the family was running
behind anyway and if we had left to go to their house just that little bit
earlier, we would not have met Brianna and would've wasted some of the Lord's
time waiting for dinner to be put on. He's timing is perfect and if we do all
we can to be obedient and do that little bit extra, He'll take care of
us! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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we did a talent show with all the Madison missionaries for members to attend
and invite their friends. I have to say, I am starting to get over my fear of
singing in front of people and I am starting to get better at it. I think the
trick has been that the last two times (Christmas Talent Show and Now) I've
been so busy I haven't had time to think about it, so I don't have enough time
to get nervous, which is good! Sister Brunner and I sang a duet of one of my
all time favorite songs "For Those Tears I Died" (Come to the Waters)
and in there I had a SOLO! Eek! Anyway, the talent show went great and we got
quite a few members come with friends and lots of referrals with it! Such a
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Good
things are happening in Madison and I'm grateful to be part of it. I hope
things are going well for y'all. I love you all so much! Take care!</span><br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-72359036750841018492015-02-10T15:55:00.000-07:002015-02-10T15:55:37.472-07:00Missionary Newsletter #56 (Jan 12)<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12.0pt;">
<span style="color: #222222;">Sorry I didn't send any letters last week. I had a lot to
do and not enough time to attack them. You'll get plenty this time though! :D<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">This week was a week full of exchanges and blizzardy
weather. In the pic, the weather looks just perfect, right? WRONG! That ice
under my feet is a perfect example of the chill we experienced as we were out
tracting. haha. In the south, we don't have much snow or anything, but we do
have a breeze. Yes, this mild, whimpy breeze can be pretty powerful due to the
humidity. It just pierces straight through you and insta-freezes your bones!
Brrr! Good thing is that winter clothes are adorable. So bundling us isn't too
much of a pain. ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">This next two months is member-missionary month for our
mission. So we have really been pushing hard to work with the members and it
has been great! We went from having an average of 2-3 member present lessons to
9 this week! It was a big victory for us! We worked really hard this week to
match and surpass our goals. It has been such a blessing to see how the Lord
helps us with these goals we make to push ourselves and motivate ourselves in
the work!<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">Some sweet girls we met at the park and we did leave them
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<span style="color: #222222;">In addition, we had the meeting with Chris this week. He
was going to have a Bible-bash like meeting with the elders. Howeve</span><span style="color: #222222;">r, when we
stopped by his place, we were able to set up a time to visit with him
separately, outside of this bash. It didn't go as well as we had hoped... His
concerns were not the anti-mormon concerns that are lies that we can clear up,
but issues he had with church history and some scriptures in the Book of
Mormon. They seriously are things you just have to pray about and get
confirmation in. However, he wouldn't take that for an answer because he knows
that the Lord has given us brains and expects us to do our part. This principle
is VERY true. However, God also expects us to follow Him, even if we don't understand
everything. (1 Ne</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="color: #222222;"> </span><span class="aqj" style="color: #222222;">11:17</span><span style="color: #222222;">) Towards the end of the discussion, Chris turned to me
and asked if I've been raised in the church and I answered yes. He then
proceeded to say, "Well you did have moments where you had to find out it
was true, but when you found out these problem with the church, wouldn't you
say it was easy to fall back to it since it is all you have known?" I knew
right then that is was a moment I had to defend my faith and my testimony. I
told Chris straight out, "Trust me. I am a stubborn person. My mom really
encouraged me to serve a mission, but I REFUSED to go until the Lord told me it
was what He wanted me to do. I insist on discovering things on my own. And
to be honest, as missionaries, we get people who bring up these things to us
all the time. If I told you my faith has never been shaken, it would be a lie.
It can be hard having people telling you you are wrong. I had to pray and do my
own studies to know. God told me this is the true church. I could never leave
it or doubt it. Even if my parents left the church, I would still stand
faithfully beside it. I know it is true and no one could convince me
otherwise." He followed up asking, "But what if you find out that you
are wrong when you meet up with God?" "I would have no regrets. I
know this church has made me my best self. I don't think God would ever be mad
at me for doing all I can to serve and worship Him. No God could hate His child
for that." With that said, the meeting came to an end. I don't know if it
made a difference or pricked his heart at all, but all I know is that we gave
it all we got. He has legitimate concerns. I can't blame him for that. And if
he continues to study with real intent, God will tell him it's true.</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="color: #222222;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;">I love being a messenger and defender of the truth! It is
a priceless opportunity I've been able to have for the last year and a half. It
has changed my life and continues to do so. I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY! Let us
all press on! Steadfast in Christ!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Sister Salmond</span></span><o:p></o:p></div>
Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-89430750804611379732015-02-10T15:34:00.000-07:002015-02-10T15:35:28.714-07:00Missionary Newsletter #55 (Jan 5)<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12.0pt;">
Ok. So this week has been a week of 5! So, to keep the pattern rolling, I tell you 5 things about my week!<br />
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1. This week we had our Mission Leadership Meeting and decided on our mission baptismal goal for the year. (We ended last year at 470.) After looking at all the patterns and stats for the mission, we decided to help change 500 people's lives! To make this a lasting goal for the whole year and to not let it die, we turned it into a theme/ culture for our mission! #faithfor500 We have been spreading this faith like wildfire around the mission in our zone trainings! We will see miracles this year by enacting some faith in these 500!<br />
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2. As part of this faith for 500, our zone made our personal zone baptismal goal of 5! To help with this goal of 5 and 500, we came up with an Hour of Power! This happens every day at 5:00 (500, get it?) and we invite at least one person to baptism during that next hour! (It could be in a teaching appointment or even a stranger on a street. Doesn't matter.) The results have been incredible! By that first day, miracles were happening like crazy! So, the next day, we brought it to the second zone we are over in Huntsville. Even more miracles were happening with both zones joining in! And on this second day, I got to witness a miracle from this Hour of Power in the Athens area on an exchange! Because of the success of this Hour of Power, Sunday night on a conference call, it was brought to the rest of the mission. So now, every day at 5, you know that everyone in the Alabama Birmingham Mission is inviting people to be baptized and seeing miracles!<br />
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3. Hour of Power Exchange Miracle: It was about time to go, but we decided to knock on one last door for this Hour of Power. A girl opened up. We invited her to come closer to Christ and one of the ways is through baptism. She accepted! We came in and she, Codi, told us how her and her fiance have been having a really hard time... he has lost some family recently and is having a hard time with the loss. She also has been feeling a need to get back into church and has yet to find one yet. We proceeded to teach her. The Spirit was very strong there. She already was recognizing the spirit. Over the lesson, she really opened up and Codi asked about church. Before we left, she made us Christian CDs. haha. It was so sweet. (I popped it into the CD player and it's Christian rap. So funny. I'll just tuck it away for another time. haha.)<br />
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4. We are still teaching Marcia! Things are going so well with her! She came to dinner in a member's home with her boyfriend, Josh, whose an atheist. I can't remember if I mentioned before, but he is starting to warm up to us and joining us for prayer. Anywho, when they came to the dinner appt, it was really good. Everything went so well and we talked about our Heavenly Father and who he is to us. As we shared 1 Nephi 1:1 "I, Nephi, being born of goodly parents..." and how that is true for us and our Heavenly Father, he didn't look up and kept reading. He seemed to be sucked in a bit. After a little bit, he looked up and pretended not to have been reading. (Good sign!) The night went well with lots of laughs. They are doing great and we are excited to see what's in store for that family. :)<br />
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5. Lastly, last week we received a referral for Chris and we went and taught him with Elder Smith and Elder Wright. They are the zone leaders we work with and needed some elders to help us with the job since we are female. After meeting with him last week and him really feeling the spirit, he has been in touch with the elders and trying to do his "research." Sadly, he texted the elders with some anti he got from a friend. They called us asking what to do since he is technically our investigator. Chris wanted to meet with this knowledgeable friend, aka a bible bash... We told that we're up for it. We want to clarify the lies and we know that if we have the spirit, there is nothing to fear. Chris so felt the spirit. That much we know and we don't want to give up with something so small. However, just yesterday, towards the end of our hour of power, we were led to just around the corner from his house. Since Chris texted the elders and didn't know that we knew about the situation, we decided to stop by. It was a success! Chris was there and talked to us on the porch. He mentioned some of his concerns and we encouraged him in what he was doing and heeded him to continue to read, pray, and pay attention the spirit he feels. After a few minutes, it was evident that his heart softened and asked if he could meet us somewhere this week before his meeting with the elders. We agreed. We'll be seeing him Thursday and clarifying more concerns without the contention that can drive away the spirit. It was such a blessing. Please pray for us so we can be led by the spirit in what to say to help ease him and his concerns. D&C 100:6<br />
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I love you all and thanks for your support! Wish us luck!<br />
Love,<br />
Sister Salmond</div>
Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-57619348755223936742015-02-10T15:24:00.000-07:002015-02-10T15:25:15.161-07:00Missionary Newsletter #54 (Dec 29)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Merry Christmas this past week to all! We had a blast at
Christmas here in Madison! We got a pleasant surpurise Christmas Eve and a
family was so sweet and got us some Christmas Pajamas! They were matching
Alabama PJs! How stellar is that?! Couldn't ask for a better gift! (It was so
good to have the family Christmas tradition continue, even though I was far,
far away!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Also for Christmas, the Huntsville Zone had a fun Christmas
Breakfast and we played a Christmas game of Minute to Win It! So cute and fun! I
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It's 2015 this coming up week! Can y'all believe it?! I sure
can't! Sister Brunner and I have gotten excited and jumped ahead and already
made some goals as a companionship. She and I have both been out about the same
amount of time and we are thrilled to work hard together and run to the finish!
We will Thrive, not Survive! Run to the Finish! Be a Plow Horse!! We are in it
to win it! And we will have the Lord by our side as we make sure we use our
time PERFECTLY! We have started asking ourselves every comp study, as we make a
final analysis of our day from the plans we had made the night before, "Is
this the best way to use the Lord's time?" So this way we can have time to
correct and tweak our day to be the best it can be. Since we have started doing
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Marcia (pronounced Marsha) who we started teaching a few
weeks back, CAME TO CHURCH! Her boyfriend dropped her off with their 2 year old
son! Things are really looking up for her and she is soaking everything in! We
want to set a baptismal date with her, however, there are a few complications
due to potential legal issues and whether or not her and her boyfriend are
going to marry. It's looking like it could go either way. He is atheist,
however, he is warming up to us and starting to sit in a little more as we
invite him to. We hope to help him also learn of God and that God cares and
loves him. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Also, we received a referral for a man named Chris. As we
approached the duplex the man said, "No, I'm not interested. No
thanks," as he got in his vehicle. Bummer! It was such a disappointment
since we had walked all the way there. Sister Brunner then suggested,
"Well, maybe that was his neighbor. Let's check just in case." I have
to admit, I wasn't the most faithful about this attempt, but everything is
worth a shot, so we tried it! She was right! Chris was home and it was his
neighbor! We almost missed him! We ended up teaching him about the Book of
Mormon. However, with his many questions, it was more features based. I thought
back to previous trainings and last MLC. I wanted him to feel the power and
spirit that this book holds. He needed to get inside of it and have something
that would relate to him or hit him someway. As I continued to listen to the
conversation, a scripture would come, "No, that's not it" and another
would come to mind, and another. They were just not what he was needing. Then
Moroni's promise came into mind. I felt the peaceful confirmation that that was
what God wanted him to hear. We shared that verse to him, and the Spirit did
the teaching. Nothing needed to be said. He read the scripture and his eyes
teared up. It softened his heart. It was really neat for me to see how the
whole spirit and atmosphere could change in one moment as God takes over in the
lesson. There is a great strength the Book of Mormon has. It's indescribable,
so there's no point in trying to describe it. All we can do is provide them
with the opportunity to discover it themselves.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-8924998028131436472015-02-10T15:00:00.001-07:002015-02-10T15:00:21.224-07:00Missionary Newsletter #53 (Dec 22)<div class="MsoNormal">
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Well, this week was great and a crazy busy one! We had our
Mission Christmas Party and there we watched FROZEN!!! Man! I am so lucky and
have the best mission ever! Also there was a talent show! Fun! We were in it a
number of times, excluding being in charge of it. It's was a crazy day, but
full of fun!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Talent Show: Playing the Harmonica I learned that day... Evidently it was a struggle. hahaha. (Madison Sisters with Sister Hanks, Mission Pres.'s wife. She's the sweetest.)</td></tr>
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Also, things with Marcia (which I mentioned as Marsha last
week) is still going great! She came to our ward Christmas party, which was
great! She had planned to come to church and was very excited, however, she was
unable to cuz she got called into work right quick. So, hopefully we'll see her
next week! But overall, she is doing great and loving the gospel. We gave her a
Book of Mormon to start reading and introduced it to her by reading her Helaman
5:12 and told her she could apply the scriptures to herself. She looked down to
a different part to the page. She pointed verse 34 and exclaimed, "Hey,
I'm a Lamanite! This is the same sh-- I'm going through!" Bahahahahahaha!
We couldn't help, but bust out! She is such a pleasure and has such a hunger
for God in her life. We left with her Mosiah 24 to read and she said she was
crying and wanted more for her next assignment to read! How great is that?! She
has a lot in store for her. She will be super blessed.</div>
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Well, I love y'all! Because of the Christmas season, I want
to leave you with a wonderful quote Elder Russell M. Nelson said recently,
which I just LOVE! "Christmas is a time of reflection on what we can
become because of God's sacred gift." I have changed and grown so much in the
gospel over the last year because of the Savior and his love and sacrifice for
me. I am so grateful for that gift and I pray that I can continually strive to
be worthy of it. And I am grateful to start 2015 with new goals and ambitions
to become even more than I am today. I love serving here in Alabama.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is from our Ward Christmas Party. The four of us attempted to perform, however, we forgot to get a hymn book and the elders ended up forgetting the second verse when it was their turn. We all busted laughing with a grand finish! Ignore that I look like a donkey... haha. It's a horrible spirit animal really, but I can't deny it. haha</td></tr>
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<o:p></o:p>Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-84743653169310288022015-02-10T14:27:00.001-07:002015-02-10T16:58:57.997-07:00Missionary Newsletter #52 (Dec 15)<div class="MsoNormal">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My first crocheted item!!! A baby sack (or pod) Turned out pretty good!</td></tr>
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This is only a small portion of my stuff.... I'm a
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two girls Sis. Millard and I were really working with. They are the coolest girls ever! So funny & lots of good times and sweets. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying goodbye to Kevin! He's such a good kid and has the strongest testimony</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Main Room as we were setting up :) There were 500 nativities, decorated tress, 4 decorated fire places, and quits over all the walls! Crazy cool!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Baby Jesus</td></tr>
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And that's what is has been for us this last week. It's been fun though! I
think I have something wrong with me cuz I kind of love the stress. It's like I
get an adrenaline rush from trying to make the impossible possible. It's really
quite thrilling! Occasionally, as I look at our calendar or the list of things
to do, I couldn't stop giggling! There was just no possible way we could do it.
hahaha. Oh well! So, let me give you a small idea of our past and upcoming
week. :)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mon-Tues: Goodbyes and packing. Wed: Transfers- in MADISON! with Sister Brunner
We're now in the present: This last Sunday, we both gave talks in church. We
also have had to plan our Exchanges and Blitz with the two zones within our
car's mile limitations, which is a little tricky with the large number of
sisters. In my last area, we had more miles allotted us with just the
Huntsville zone than we do now with TWO ZONES! Ah! We're not really sure how we
are going to do it. So, we've been jumbling things around to do the math and we
FINALLY got it all worked out!!! Yay!! Lastly, this last week, we had to help
set up, take down and work at the Huntsville Christmas Festival our stake does
each year. So our evenings have been spent there the last four days. It was so
good to get things worked out one by one. However, it seemed that as one thing
got done, another one got added.... Dun, Dun, Dun.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This coming Tuesday we have a Mission Christmas Party! Fun!
As STLs we are in charge of getting our zone's talents together for the talent
show. For Sister Brunner and I, that means we are over two zone's talents. We
then got a call from Sister Hanks (our Mission President's wife) asking us to
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time, without going over</span></li>
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the talents being performed</span></li>
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Fewf! What a job!?! In addition to that, Sister Hanks called
me and asked me to sing a lullaby she composed years back for they devotional
they will be giving for the Christmas Party. She said she was told I was the
sister to go to!!!! WhO tOlD hEr ThAt?!! AHHHHHHHHhh!!!! No pressure. Just
can't slaughter a song she composed!!!!! I asked if I could have a few other
sisters sing it with me and she said that would be ok, so we are doing that. I
couldn't do it all on my own! (I really don't know how she got this false info
about me singing good. haha.) With
learning that song, we have skits as a zone we are doing (equaling two) and it
seems that somehow the sisters always get left putting it together. Also, for
the talent show, Sis. Brunner is teaching me to play the harmonica cuz we are
playing it at the talent show with Sis. Hanks and another set of sisters. The
last thing we have to do for the talent show is learn a song we are singing
with Elder Mayfield and Tessa in a quartet (which I have a small solo in as
well). Then finally the Christmas Party is done!!! We also are having our
Sister Christmas Party for the two zones on the same day as the Mission
Christmas Party to save on miles. We're planning to serve breakfast, have a
Dirty Santa Exchange (in the west know as White Elephant), and then a
devotional. Let's just say, we just have to make it through Tuesday and then we
can breath. haha! (oh! and don't forget that it's two people's birthday in our
zone on Tuesday, so we have to plan something to do for them too. haha.) Life
is insane! Now you can see why I can't help but laugh at the crazy! hehehehe.
Man, life is good! I am so happy to be alive. hehe. :D<o:p></o:p></div>
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Besides that, not much is too new. I haven't learned much of
the area with since we have been doing so many other things, but I am sure I
will soon. :) We had the neatest miracle the other day though! We were caroling
with the Madison missionaries. There we met a woman named Marsha. We ended up
picking her up and went to see her yesterday. Sis. Brunner was making phone
calls for the talent show as I started teaching her! She has been looking for a
new church. She wondered about the many churches and believed that Joseph Smith
is a very possible and real thing. She described moments she had felt the
promptings of the Holy Ghost. When it was timed to go, we asked her to say the
closing prayer. In her prayer, she thanked God for sending us to her and asked
that we could come back. It was such a sweet prayer, even though she was
nervous. :)</div>
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The thing that I have found, that even at moments when
things are in disarray and chaos around us, the Lord knows our efforts and how
hard we are working. And even though, Sister Brunner and I haven't been able to
proselyte as much as we usually do, He still provided us with this miracle
because of the work and intentions we do have. None of us will be perfect. We
can't be. However, the Lord, like for us missionaries, knows our intentions and
the work we do do and He will reward us on the things we do, not punish us for
the things we can't get done. It's the victories that matter to Him, and He'll
find every excuse to bless us. That is our Loving Father. :) <o:p></o:p></div>
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I love you all and I hope you are all having a wonderful
Christmas Season! <o:p></o:p></div>
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With Lots of Love,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-70754407174181417312015-02-10T13:57:00.000-07:002015-02-10T16:59:03.846-07:00Missionary Newsletter #51 (Dec 8)<div class="MsoNormal">
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A pic with the Sisters in Guntersville! hhaha. They are so
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Out tracting!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ok! So sure enough, I am next door to sweet ole Huntsville,
staying in the Madison area now! My new companion is Sister Brunner. :) We have
already worked together a bit in the mission, so this will be a fun transfer.
Our mission has gone from 55% sisters to 33% sisters and that was the reason
why we closed my last area. Not too much is changed though, cuz Sister Brunner
and I are now just the STL over two zones now: the Madison and Huntsville
Southeast (the one I came from.) We are the only STLs over two zones as for
now, so it'll fixin' to be a crazy, fun adventure balancing the two areas. Wish
us luck!<br />
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Here's my new address: <o:p></o:p></div>
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194 Shelton Rd #116<o:p></o:p></div>
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Madison, AL 35758<o:p></o:p></div>
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(And packages can be sent there.)<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you sent me a letter or something in the mail, let me
know. My previous neighbor is on mail watch duty for me. :) He's a sweet guy
and will get it to me if I tell him to look out for it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Thanks y'all! Love ya! And take care!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sister Salmond<o:p></o:p></div>
Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-3645579030075256932014-12-08T12:09:00.001-07:002014-12-08T12:09:29.831-07:00Missionary Newsletter #50This week, I noticed a few things I need to improve on. It seems like lately, there's been a pattern where those I teach struggle to recognize the spirit and in turn, their answer. It's not like they are purposely ignoring it, it's just not coming to them as easily as others I have taught in the past. Therefore, I am having to dig a little deeper. I love these people so much and want them too to have the blessings and spirit I know in my own life. The question is how... I have come to the conclusion that it has to start with me. I need to recognize the spirit more in my own life and make it a priority to feel it more strongly in the lessons we teach. It's not that the spirit isn't there; it just needs to be there more. Goodbye Sister Salmond! I am not the teacher. I need to let the spirit do all the work. I hope by studying and trying to focus on this more, those we are teaching, can feel it too and come to know of the truthfulness of this church. I have the faith, so I hope we can see miracles come rolling forward with this effort!<br />
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Outside of Spirituality, we have seen some BIG Thanksgiving Miracles! The first starts at the beginning of my Huntsville Days... There was a family that was taught previously and have been dropped for a few transfers now. (The mother found the missionaries after watching the Restoration video online and being touched by the spirit. How cool is that?) We have texted them every once in a while, but nothing really happened. Finally, just a little bit before thanksgiving, we heard back from the mother, Veronica! She told us to stop by on Thanksgiving day. There'll be there the whole day! Success!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made myself Gluten, Dairy, Egg Free Pumpkin Pie and Cornbread Dressing (Southern-styled stuffing) And they turned out really good! Hooray! Victory!</td></tr>
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We stopped by at noon, before all our many dinner appointments. They let us in and it was perfect timing cuz they were cutting the turkey to eat! No way! We made it time to eat there too. haha. (Let's just say that I legitimately gained 2 lbs and have yet to lose it from that Glorious Holiday. haha) Anyways, after feasting, we played Scategories, Thanksgiving Style! After a few laughs, we were <br />
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able to bring in the spirit of gratitude and how they say "Thank You" back to God. In doing so, we asked how they still felt about baptism and THEY WANT TO BE BAPTIZED ASAP! Ok... I am jumping ahead... The mother, Veronica, and the youngest of their two sons, Kevin (14), loves it and is so on board! The eldest son, Wes Jr. (18) is open to the idea, but is standing back a little bit to do more research on what we believe, which is totally understandable and great! The father, Wes Sr., is not very interested at the time being. Veronica originally wanted them to get into church as a family, but can no longer wait for him to come around. Therefore, Veronica and Kevin are on for baptism on the 9th!<br />
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The next day, Veronica took us out for lunch. There, we were able to talk to her more one on one and answer some of her questions about the church, specifically about our current prophet, Pres. Thomas S. Monson. After explaining it she felt much better understanding the role of a prophet. She had so many good question, but overall, what impressed us most as we sat with her at lunch, was her incredible faith and testimony. She really is an incredible woman and God trusted her to seek out the church on her own. There's no doubt. After lunch, being Black Friday, she felt the need to take us shopping! We each got a few shirts, a pair of shoes and house slippers. The talk at lunch was great by herself, but the shopping was the icing on the cake. She seriously is too good to us.<br />
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It was great to see Veronica and Kevin at church. The topic was eternal families and having peace in the home. It was perfect for them! God is so aware. Everything is working perfectly, it's like a dream. The church is so true and is aware of each of us. Sister Millard and I are so grateful for this miracle we have been able to see and their baptism will be the best way for Millie to end her mission. :)<br />
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Lastly, we had Zone Conference this week. If you haven't heard, the church is doing a Christmas Initiative with the Christmas video, "He Is The Gift." We have all been given pass-along cards to promote it. In addition to missionary efforts, it'll be on the big home page of youtube starting Dec. 7th, allowing 220 million people to see it! And it will be a billboard in Time Square! Wow! It makes me think of the verse in Moses 7:62, "And righteousness will I send down out of heaven; and truth will I send forth out of the earth, to beat testimony of mine Only Begotten;....and righteousness and truth will I cause to sweep the earth as with a flood, to gather out mine elect from the four quarters of the earth..." We're spreading the good news with the whole world! Because, He truly is the Gift that just keeps giving and if the whole world knew that, it would be a different place. Y'all should have gotten some pass-along cards in your December Ensign. Take them out and give them to someone you care about, who can use this message! Let us spread this truth to the world like a flood!<br />
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I love this church and I am so grateful to be on the mission for such a momentous thing as this. I know miracles will come all over the world from this initiative. I know this work is truly inspired. I love you all and hope you have a wonderful holiday season as the crazy begins. ;) Happy Holidays!<br />
#sharethegift<br />
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Love you All!<br />
Sister SalmondSister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-81261411599728592522014-12-08T11:51:00.001-07:002014-12-08T11:51:06.794-07:00Mission Newsletter #49So this week has been kind of dull. We haven't seen many crazy miracles right now. We've just both been sick. Sister Millard with Bronchitis and me with a sinus infection. We had such faith that we'd get over it last week, but sadly didn't. haha. We were on strict orders from the doctor, ward members, and the mission nurse to rest. Rest?! That's like crazy talk for a missionary! We sat in our apartment, looking out the window, watching the elect walk by! After a few hours of nervous twitches and longing to get out, we decided to sneak out. We are such rebels. (evil snickers) and let me tell you with was no easy task! Everyone and their dog was checking on us! But, somehow, we were able to do it! With much medication, finally, these illnesses are getting kicked to the curb!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Went back to Sandra's to say thank you and when we came, she was preparing Chitlins! For those of you who don't know (which I didn't until I got to the south), that's pig intestine. Yuck! I haven't had to eat it yet and praise the heavens for that! Welcome to Alabama! :)</td></tr>
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As far as updates, there aren't much. We are still teaching Ryan though! He is really awesome! He has such a hunger to learn and grow! He set goals to receive an answer and to be baptized! He is really cool to meet up with! We were teaching him the plan of Salvation this week and he related the path we have to make our way home to heaven to the Iron Rod, which he read in his Book of Mormon reading (1 Nephi 8) How cool is that? He perfectly applied the scriptures to our lesson! <br />
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With Thanksgiving coming up, I wanted to say some thank you's. :) (In no particular order)<br />
I am thankful for:<br />
1. Shoes<br />
2. Health<br />
3. Toilet Paper<br />
4. Tissues<br />
5. Food<br />
6. Money<br />
7. Support<br />
8. Friendships<br />
9. HOLIDAYS!<br />
10. Family! Parents, siblings, grandparents, cousins, etc.<br />
11. Letters<br />
12. My Charleston Peeps<br />
13. Cars<br />
14. Coats<br />
15. Small Dogs<br />
16. Sunny days<br />
17. Trees (especially in the fall)<br />
18. The Church Families<br />
19. The Gospel<br />
20. Our Savior<br />
21. Music<br />
22. Cooking<br />
23. Our Brains to keep learning with<br />
24. Games<br />
25. Books<br />
26. The Scriptures<br />
27. The mission<br />
28. Miracles<br />
29. Prophets<br />
30. Flowers<br />
31. Windows down<br />
32. Sleep<br />
33. Cute Clothes<br />
34. Water<br />
35. Technology (Hallelujah for that one!)<br />
36. Bug Spray<br />
37. Cleaning wipes<br />
38. Tights (to keep warm with)<br />
39. My voice<br />
40. Air<br />
41. Medications<br />
42. Bags/ Backpacks<br />
43. Make up<br />
44. Junk food<br />
45. Time<br />
46. Warm showers<br />
47. Good smelling stuff<br />
48. Beds & Pillows<br />
49. Jewelry<br />
50. Colors!!! That make this world a beautiful place.<br />
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Let us all remember to be grateful, especially during this time of year. "And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, even an hundred fold, yea, more." Doctrine & Covenants 78:19 What a great promise!?! If we just take a moment to say thank you, God will bless us even more. I encourage all of y'all to take a moment on this Thanksgiving and remember all the simple pleasures God has blessed you with throughout your life.<br />
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I love you all! Take care and Happy Thanksgiving!<br />
Love,<br />
Sister SalmondSister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-67522068837118230262014-12-08T11:44:00.005-07:002014-12-08T11:44:41.941-07:00Mission Newsletter #48So this week has been an interesting one. The weather has really taken a turn... FOR THE WORSE! <br />
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It's fReEzInG! and I'm a wimp and can't handle it! Ok... maybe I can, I just don't like to. haha. Unfortunately, with the change of weather, everyone is getting sick! Over half our zone has caught a gnarly cold, including my companion and I! Mine is not bad at all. Very livable. A little sore throat, sneezing and a runny nose, here and there, but nothing bad. Millie on the other hand is dying and going to her grave. She has hacked up a couple of lungs, completely lost her voice and looks overall very sad. Poor thing! So, we've been indoors quite a bit these last few days. Some may fake being sick, but trust me, this girl is a trooper, and REALLY sick. No worries though, the ward is taking good care of us and we got her some prescription medications this morning finally, so things should be turning around in no time! Hallelujah!<br />
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Also, I finally gave in to mission life and got myself some good old granny shoes. ;) They have the nice support on the inside, nice style, and HEIGHT! Talk about groovy, man! Gotta love 'em!<br />
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This week, even with the sickness, we had some fun activities! We went to Sandra's house on Saturday and got some good "soul food!" Soul food, for those who may not know, is true southern cookin'. Yes, this sweet lady who we met, offered to show us how it was done. And let me tell ya, we dun it! It was good, although my plate looked a little different from everyone else's. haha.<br />
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Lastly, we've been teaching a guy named Ryan. We met him at the mall when he was out on his break. He is a proclaimed agnostic, not because of a lack of faith, but because he has yet to find a religion that he believes is true or right for him. After meeting him, we met up with him the next day. It was so cool meeting and talking with him. It's like God lined everything up for him to receive the gospel. When we gave him the Book of Mormon, he was excited to get started. Since then, he has read 8 chapters and come to church! He loves everything so far and things are going well with him. It's cool to hear everything that comes out of his mouth. It's like he is thinking what I am and says it before I even have a chance to express it! Talk about the spirit! ("[the Holy Ghost] shall teach you all things" John 14:26) It's seriously great to be teaching with him. :)<br />
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Well, I love you all. Take care!<br />
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Hugs & Kisses!<br />
Sister SalmondSister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-7327085635147245582014-12-08T11:07:00.002-07:002014-12-08T11:07:40.242-07:00Mission Newsletter #47Lots of Fun Stories to share this week, so here we go! Btw, Sister Millard and I have come up with cute nicknames: Sammi and Millie! Isn't that adorable? Ok. So, just realize I may be using these nicknames in my emails and such. :)<br />
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So first of all, it was Birthday week! Thank you everyone for making my birthday a blast! It was great having Millie's birthday first on the 7th, followed by mine on the 8th! Double whammy! Party central!<br />
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November 8th: Waking up and choosing an outfit was difficult. I felt like wearing pink. I wanted to be a Princess for my birthday! So, I started going through all my outfits, then my companion's <br />
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outfits... I had made a wreck and didn't find much success. I settled with combining one of her items and one of mine. Wasn't exactly what I was feeling, but it would work. Got ready for the day and then OPEN PACKAGE TIME! Right before Personal Study time. :) I opened up my package from the family and you would not believe what I got?! It was an adorable soft pink and black lace-ish dress! The exact color I was looking for! Perfect style too! It was perfect! I quickly changed and all was right with the world. :)<br />
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The rest of my birthday we spent at our Stake's Women's Conference! It was so good! The speaker was Wendy Ulrich and she spoke on the "Habits of Happiness." Sister Ulrich wrote the Adjusting to Missionary Life book and works a lot with missionaries and so she had a special lunch with the Sister Missionaries in our stake. We were able to talk as a group about different problems we face on the mission and it was such a blessing to hear what she and the other sisters had to say about mission life. She also told us that there is a new White Handbook that they are working on that will allow missionaries to have more flexibility and control over their schedule. That seems so strange to me, but I am curious to see what they end up doing. So look forward to that Victoria!<br />
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Lastly, for my Birthday, we made my cake! (Thank you family for the means to do so.) GERMAN CHOCOLATE! My favorite! We ate like half of it that night after making it! Yum! So good warm! We've been eating tons of it every day. Will we get fat from it? Heck no! Faith! We have faith that that cake won't make us fat so therefore, we are safe to eat as much of it as we want. :)<br />
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The other night we were out and there were coyotes WAY close to where we were! I could hear them howl! Eek! Let's just say, I'm a chicken and jumped in the car! They are scary down here. They come into the neighborhoods at night and we have been warned that they hide and sneak in the bushes. There are accounts of them attacking people and of course cats. I'm paranoid! But crazy! You can tell we are in the country!<br />
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Missionary Wise: This week we dropped all our previous investigators and started from scratch! Booya Baby! So we started tracting all over. As we bicycled down a country road, we passed a little house that looked abandoned, so we kept biking. I hollered Millie to a stop when I saw toes in the window! She turned around and saw the toes too! Someone was in there! We knocked on the door and started talking to the woman. As we talked to her, a bug flew down Millie's shirt! AH! It was orange and we were afraid it was a red wasp! I untucked her shirts to find it was a little baby lady bug that I peeled off her back. fewf! Sister Millard then asked to use her bathroom! Yay! Great way to get in the door! We went in and it smelled mildewing, but it's doable. I started talking and teaching the woman as Millie went. We then hear toilet struggles. The lady says to me, "She won't be able to get the toilet to flush. It's broken." I tried not to laugh as Millie peaked outside of the blanket (since there was no door) and said, "Um... I can't get your toilet to flush..." The lady told her it was fine and she would take care of it. Millie was humiliated, which I can't blame her. The Lady ended up not going anywhere, but man! It was an experience to remember! I couldn't help, but laugh SO HARD! I could hardly bike. Man! The adventures as a missionary. :)<br />
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Well, with dropping investigators and seeking for more, the Lord has blessed us with 3 new people we have met and are starting to teach. Each one has just started their journey and is uniquely different, but all are so great and it seem like there's a lot of potential. I'll give you more detes when we meet with them more. Also, a previous family that was dropped, we picked back up. It seems like the timing is right now for them! Before, they didn't make time for the missionaries, but now it seems like they really are ready to learn and have God play a larger role in their life! The Lord is blessing us time and time again with people as we work hard! As Sister Millard and I talked about it, it really is such a blessing. We were out of our area for half the week with exchanges, MLC (Missionary Leadership Council), and then Women's Conference, and yet, these big miracles were able to still come forth. I am so grateful for God's evident had in the work. He is so mindful of His missionaries and will bless us, no matter the circumstances as long as we do all we can to do His work. (Alma 26:28, 29:13 hehe.)<br />
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Well, I love you all. I hope you enjoyed the many stories this week! I'm praying for you! Take care!<br />
Sister Salmond (Sammi)Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-61177449657231977342014-11-06T21:45:00.002-07:002014-11-06T21:45:48.543-07:00Mission Newsletter #46<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I got transferred this last week from Russellville to Huntsville. Russellville was a quick area, but I loved being there SO much! However, in my new area, I am now with SISTER SHERRI MILLARD!!!! So fun! For those of you who don't know, Sister Millard and I were in the same ward at BYU and lived across the hall! Party! We always joked and hoped we'd be companions and now we are! Who would've thunk!?! Let's just say, we both freaked out when we saw our faces pop up next to each other on the screen! Wahoo! You can expect great things with the two of us together! We are going to kill it out here for the next six weeks!!! WAAAAAHOOOOO!!!<br />
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However, before I left Russellville, God blessed me to see one last miracle. It's His way of showing His love to me and telling me "Don't worry, I'll take care of them." This time, it was with Lynn and Joe. Sister Woodard and I went for my last lesson with them before I was to leave. As we gathered together to begin the lesson, Joe said he was going to pray. (Now, this is a big deal. Lynn and Joe pray on their own; however, they are very timid and don't pray in front of us. So, him volunteering was very BIG.) He began his prayer. The spirit was incredibly strong as he expressed his gratitude to our Father in Heaven for allowing us to come and change their family's lives. I couldn't help the tears that <br />
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ran down my face. God loves them so much and I am so grateful I got to meet them. I feel like they were more of a blessing to me than I was to them, although I'm sure they would disagree. God knew we needed each other. I love them so much and I am so grateful I got to hear such a wonderful, powerful, humble prayer from such a dear man. The Lord will bless their family. I will be overjoyed the day they enter into the waters of baptism and covenant with God. I wouldn't miss that experience for the world. I love them so much and miss them dearly.<br />
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So far, things are going well here. Sister Millard and I had fun at the Ward's Trunk or Treat! We went with a few girls who have been less active for a long time and some other youth from the ward. The whole night was a miracle! (We were Indians, although a primary kid said we should've been Nephites. "[We] should know that as missionaries." Harsh. haha.) On the day of Halloween, I was Velma from ScoobyDoo! Can you tell?! I hope so! Best Mission Halloween outfit ever! Yay! We had a good time visiting investigators that night and contacting. I hope all of y'all had a Happy Halloween too!<br />
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One of our neighbors is an eternalgator. President Hanks has quoted him before in a transfer meeting, "If you is what you were then you ain't." Which can be translated as, if you say you are spiritual, but you aren't growing or changing, then you are not. We, as Christians, need to always be progressing and coming closer and closer to God in order to do what He would have us do. If we aren't going up, then we are going down. Let us stay going UP!<br />
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Well, things are going well here. I love y'all and are thinking of you! Take care and keep us in your prayers! Don't worry about me though! I am in good hands and will be having the time of my life here in Huntsville with Sister Millard!<br />
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Love y'all!<br />
Muwah!<br />
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Sister Heather Salmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08717194705206073554noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923550085518931702.post-47264511004312357532014-10-27T21:44:00.001-06:002014-10-27T21:44:19.034-06:00Mission Newsletter #45<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I just got news that I'm being transferred from Russellville!!! :'( I know bigger things are in store for me elsewhere, but it's always hard to leave. On Sunday, the Bishop had me bear my testimony and I bawled like a BABY! Holy Cow! Talk about water works! Normally I only cry or tear up a little bit, but every time I looked at Lynn or Joe, it was like a whole river would gush out of my eyeball! It was ridiculous. I really am sad I have to leave them. They are my family. I firmly feel and know that I was sent to Russellville for them. We needed each other. I know that we were friends in the life before. There is that spiritual, undeniable connection. We will be friends forever. That much I know. :) I hope and pray that wherever I go, I will get permission to go back to see them be baptized. That would mean the WORLD to me!<br />
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This week we were privileged to have Interviews with President Hanks. I just LOVE that man. He is <br />
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Exciting moment! AMBER WAS BAPTIZED!!! It took place on Saturday! What a great experience for her! You could tell she was happy. :) She said it was like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. It's been great to help her and show her what God has in store for her. This is a new start and God is so pleased. :)<br />
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This transfer, we've had a huge blessing that every companionship in our ward has had a baptism. 3 Baptisms! That's incredible! It was so great to work together to help with the work. We have a great ward and Sister Woodard and I have been blessed to work with some stellar elders! I'll miss this place!<br />
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I am excited for my new area and nervous at the same time. There'll be changes and much growth. I know I will grow a lot in my next area. God has a plan and watches over all of us. No matter where we are. Joshua 1:9 "Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest." As long as we remember that and put our trust in Him, we can go in courage and say, "All that thou commandest us we will do, and whithersoever thou sendest us, we will go." (Joshua 1:16) Wherever I am called, I will go. It's hard to say goodbye, but it's time for another new start! I will have faith, courage, and spunk and go!<br />
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I love you all! Take care and pray for me!<br />
With Lots of Cuteness,<br />
Sister Salmond ;)<br />
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P.S. Visiting the Home of Elvis for President Interviews! Hubba-hubba. I've been a Belieber, a Directioner, and you better believe that if I were alive during Elvis's reign, I would've been a Elvister!<br />
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