Monday, December 31, 2012

Week 63: Hope you had a Merry Christmas!


Dear friends and family,

I hope you had a merry Christmas and that you felt the love and peace of the Savior on that special day. I testify that He lives and loves us. My testimony of that has grown so much this last week. There are a lot of struggling people in this town. One of them is Frank, an older gentleman that we've been teaching. I haven't even been to his house yet because everytime we've seen him it's been in his hospital room. He has diabetes and it's really messed up his feet. In fact, one of them was infected really bad so they had to amputate his lower leg. Last time we visited him, he had been out of the surgery for only two hours and he was in a lot of pain. He called the nurse in and told her he wanted more medicine, and she said she couldn't give him more because they gave him the strongest pain killer and he couldn't have another dose for hours. I'm sure I speak for Elder Clegg as well when I say that we wanted so badly to be able to help him. We knew that there was nothing we could do to take his pain away. But I knew there was Someone who could. We gave him a priesthood blessing and I could feel the Lord's love for Frank. After the blessing we discussed the feeling of the Spirit that had filled the small room. Frank thanked us and said "I can already feel a difference in my pain." I also know that because of the Savior and His Atonement we can have our pain alleviated and even removed, in some cases. I testify that Jesus Christ knows what it is like to lose your right foot. He knows of the pain of the recovery. I also know that because He has felt that exact pain, that He alone can perfectly empathize with Frank to help him through this time.

I also know that because of Christ we can all have our pain lifted. Whether you are a lonely widow, a frightened soldier, a dying patient, a discouraged missionary, a troubled criminal, a sorry sinner, or just a normal person with normal problems, I know that you can be healed through the Atonement of Christ. I know this because I have met all kinds of people with these discriptions and I have seen how the gospel of Jesus Christ has helped them access the Atonement and find relief to their minds, bodies, and spirits. I know the Redeemer lives!

Our week was very slow. So many people are on leave to see their families for the holidays. On top of that, there is a sickness spreading around the entire city and it seems to have gotten into every home of the few families that are still here. three of our seven investigators are in town and two of them are sick. The other one is dealing with a lawsuit concerning the custody of her child and despite our promising that a message about the gospel will help she hasn't allowed us to come over yet. We contacted a lot of referrals, though, which is good. Anyway, I don't have a lot of great stories about lessons or proselyting because not much has happened.

Christmas was pretty good. We got to eat breakfast on Christmas and dinner on Chrismtas Eve and Christmas day with members. My favorite part about the whole holiday was sharing a message with the families who fed us about the glorious news of the restored gospel and how we can give the gift of missionary work to members. And of course getting to talk to my family even though it's only been a couple weeks since I've seen them. It was especially great to be able to talk to Christa this year. 

Other exciting news: we have a new addition to our backyard buddies. We've been getting so much food from members (we get fed about every day... except for during the holiday season, apparently) that we can't eat all the leftovers and goodies they give us before some of it goes bad. So we've been putting the bad food on our back deck for the 11 stray cats that live in the woods behind our house to eat. At first when I heard about this tradition I thought the past elders were pretty stupid, but when I realized that the cats were already coming I figured, "Eh, what the heck" and so I've been throwing my cold pizza crusts out onto the deck. The other night we found out that not only the cats have been loving the food when we peeked out our window to see a big fat possum chowing down on some stale pumpkin chocolate chip cookies. He was huge! Since the 11 cats already have names, we decided to name him, too. We call him Pachus the Possum, named after the king of the Nephite dissenters in the Book of Mormon. Kind of a weird name, I know, but we found it in the pronounciation guide in the back of the book. We looked up who Pachus was in the index, and he seems like a varmint himself so we figured it would be a good name for our possum.

Yesterday in church one Sis. Bluth (a sister missionary in our ward) and I performed Dad's arrangement of "O Come, O Come, Emmanuel" for cello and piano. We were kind of nervous because we only had one day to put it together and the cello we got was a 3/4 cello, which Sis. Bluth had to adjust to, but it turned out really great. She played beautifully and I was really pleased with how I did. Our ward loved it, too, and they're asking for more!

This morning I had a great experience. A week or so after I returned here from Utah I felt like something was missing. I didn't have the Spirit as strongly as I remembered having it before. I have been doing my best to be exactly obedient to the mission standards and the commandments, I've been working hard, and I just couldn't figure it out. Yesterday at church I realized that the biggest difference between now and then is that I haven't been reading as much from the Book of Mormon. Since I've been back, I've just been using it to supplement my studies, rather than focusing my studies around it. Today I got a fresh copy of the Book of Mormon and decided to start over with it and mark certain concepts with different colored pencils, like I did several months ago. I read the introduction and the first 9 chapters of the book, looking for references to Christ and His doctrine and Atonement. An hour later, when personal study had ended, I realized that the missing something had been filled in by the Spirit. I testify of the truthfulness and divinity of the Book of Mormon. I know with all my heart and soul that it is a book from God.

To every one of you that is reading this now, I invite you to read the Book of Mormon. It doesn't matter if you are a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saint or not, and it doesn't matter how many times you've read it in the past. As a literal representative of Jesus Christ, I promise you in His name that if you read it with real intent, looking with faith to know how you can strengthen your relationship with Christ, that you will find what you are looking for. You have absolutely nothing to lose---I know from experience that this book will only bless your life. To miss out on the opportunity to read the Book of Mormon is to miss out on the blessing of coming closer to God. I know that the Book of Mormon is true because I have read it and witnessed it change my life and transform me into a better disciple of Jesus Christ. I have seen that happen to dozens of people as I've had the humble privilege to be one of two to bring them the book that the Savior wants them to read the most. I extend this invitation only because I love you and I know that by accepting it you will be happy and blessed by the Lord.

I am grateful to my ward at home. Thank you for your love and the support you have given to me. You are in my prayers and I love you all very much!

Again, I know that Jesus is the Christ, our loving Savior, Redeemer, and Atoner. I know that the fulness of His gospel and the authority to administer sacred ordinances was lost but has been restored through the Prophet Joseph Smith. The work of the Lord is hastening.

I hope to hear from you soon! And I hope you have a great new year's eve! Don't do anything stupid because people that do stupid things on holidays make it so that missionaries like me have to stay inside all day!

With love,  Elder Schank

Merry Christmas from Elders Schank and Clegg


Monday, December 24, 2012

Week 62.5 Merry Christmas (tomorrow)


Dear friends and family,

This one will probably be short because Elder Clegg and I have to share one computer we found in the family history library in the church.  So I got my package this morning. My presents are sitting under our ghetto Christmas tree, along with Elder Clegg's gifts. Tomorrow we are having Christmas breakfast with the Sutherland family and dinner with Bishop Reese's family. The area is really great. We've had some great lessons with Carlos and his family. Two of his kids got baptized last month, his wife is returning from less-activity (well... we think so... no one can find her records but she remembers her baptism and obviously is familiar with LDS culture), and the other kids are younger than 8. He is trying to quit smoking because that's all that is keeping him from being baptized. We had a few other lessons with Ted, a 21-year old grunt Marine. He told us that he knows our message and the Book of Mormon are true and he wants to be baptized. Most of our investigators (6 or so) are gone for Christmas so I haven't even met half of our teaching pool. Good stuff is happening.

One funny story is we went to contact a referral named Marco. Church headquarters told us he wanted a missionary visit. So we went and we were really excited to meet him! We knocked on the door and a really abrasive, large Hispanic man in shiny blue silk pajamas (belly button clearly visible) opened the door. He told us he knew who we were, that we didn't believe the truth, and that he believes we're a cult. He seemed surprised that we weren't shocked at all when he said that (we get it all the time). We tried to clear up any misconceptions but he didn't want us to tell him what we really believe. He accosted us with the whole "don't add or take away from this book" problem in Revelations, and then quickly changed the subject when we had a completely sensible explanation and told him the correct interpretation of that verse. (We get that one all the time, too.) Then he targeted me and started testing my Bible knowledge by quoting obscure Bible verses and challenging me to fill-in-the-blank and judge our beliefs in God. I got most of them right, but after I missed one he told me that I was totally unfit to be an elder because I didn't know the Bible well enough. We kept trying to bear our testimonies of the Book of Mormon and things to him but he always went back to how I didn't have the Bible memorized and was a terrible missionary because of it. It was hilarious. We were pretty fed up with him trying to keep provoking us into argument so we struggled for the next 5 minutes to leave. We asked him if there was anyone in his area who was lonely for Christmas or who we could help. He said he did, but he wouldn't tell us because if we were really ministers of God then the Spirit would direct us to them. I guess he doesn't know how the Spirit really works---through people. It's always sad to see how some people completely harden their hearts to the truth. It does, however, make me grateful that I have the gospel in my life, and it motivates me to find those who are ready to accept it for themselves.

I invite everyone this Christmas season to watch a video about the birth of Christ. I love the Savior and I know He is the Messiah. I testify that the Book of Mormon is true. I love that book!

I hope that all of y'all have a very merry Christmas! I love you and hope to hear from you soon!

With love,

Elder Schank

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Week 62 - Elder Schank is back in black!


Hello, friends and family!

It's been a whirlwind of a week! I found out last Thursday that I was coming back to the mission! I was set apart on Sunday evening and I shipped out early Monday morning. My family came into the airport with me and we gave our goodbye hugs just before I went through the security check... right behind a whole bunch of other missionaries! They probably thought I was some totally apostate new missionary. They weren't going to North Carolina, I found out, but I met the group going to my mission at the terminal. I didn't get to sit next to them on the plane, which was kind of a bummer because I was looking forward to talking with them, but it was good, too, because I got to sit next to some nonmembers and share some of our message with them. One of them was a lady from New Orleans named Priscilla. During the flight from Atlanta to Raleigh, she game me her phone number to give to the missionaries in Louisiana.

When we left the terminal to get our luggage, we were met by President and Sister Bernhisel, the two new assistants to the president, and Elder Farr, who was my first companion in Hope Mills. (He was one of the assistants, too, but he finished his mission today so he was helping to train the new assistant.) I already knew a lot of what was going on so I pretty much hung out with him all day after we got back to the mission home and I had my interview with Pres. Bernhisel. It was great to catch up on things. I found out in my interview that I was being sent to the Jacksonville 3 area, home of Camp Lejeune, a big Marines base. I'm excited to see the similarities and differences between serving in an Army town and a Marine town. I can already tell that this place needs the gospel really bad, even though I haven't even been here for 24 hours. I'm super excited to be here.

On Tuesday morning I was an honorary assistant to the president for the day. I helped transport the missionaries to and from places, revise the transfer board, and run errands for new missionaries who forgot stuff places and the mission president and his wife when they needed things. When the transfer meeting almost began, I was received by a lot of my mission friends with a really warm welcome. They said they were really excited to see me back, but I don't think they have any idea how much more excited I am to be back. We received our assignments and then headed out to our area. Jacksonville is in the Wilmington zone, really close the southeastern coast of the state. When we arrived, I met my companion, Elder Brady Clegg from Eagle Mountain, UT. He's a really great missionary, and I've been really impressed. He has been on his mission for three months (he entered the mission when I left it) and so I will be follow-up training him. He was in a tripanionship with Elder Black and Elder Langford, who trained him, until I came. Elder Bentley came with me to be Elder Black's companion. We weren't able to move back to our original apartment, so the four of us all camped out in the Jacksonville 2 apartment. It was kind of cramped, but really fun. E. Clegg and I slept on the couches. That night we also taught a part-member family that's struggling with getting along with each other, but they are great and I love them very much. The gospel has obviously already helped a lot and I can't wait to see how they change even more! I forget the first name of the dad, but he is going to get baptized soon! We just need to help him quit smoking first.

This morning we had district meeting, and we got to meet the sister missionaries that work in both the 2nd and 3rd wards, the military relations missionary couple, and the Hampstead elders. Elder Brewer is our district leader (and one of the Hampstead missionaries), and he's a good friend of mine in the mission. It was weird to look around the room during our meeting and realize that I was the missionary who has served the longest in our whole district, except for Elder Brewer who goes home in 6 weeks. I can already tell that the next 9 months are going to fly by. (Yep... only 9 months... I found out I come home 17 Sep 2013.)

After the meeting we came back to our apartment and Bro. Petino, our ward mission leader, helped us move to our new apartment. It's more run-down than I expected. Elder Clegg and I will be having a deep-clean day tomorrow because it smells bad and it looks like someone broke in. (I don't think anyone really did, but the place is in shambles.) We live in a quad-plex, surrounded by a bunch of marines. There are helicopters that come from the airfield in the camp and they fly over our apartment and they're really loud. They remind me of the trains in Kaysville and make me feel at home. We basically dumped our stuff in our apartment and headed straight here. Hopefully we'll have time to go shopping right after this before we get picked up for dinner with a member and leave to teach a couple lessons to night. If we're really lucky, we might even have time to unpack.

Anyway, it's been great so far. I love the missionaries I serve with. They are great elders and sisters. I know the gospel is true and that the Book of Mormon changes lives because it is true as well. I'm grateful for the Holy Ghost and how it testifies when we bear testimony. I know that Jesus is the Savior and I love Him with all I have.

I hope that you are all doing well and I would love to hear from you! (My address is below.) 
With love,

Elder Schank

North Carolina Raleigh Mission
6508 Falls of Neuse, Ste. 100
Raleigh, NC 27615
United States

Goodbye Elder Schank....take two