Hey friends and family!
Hope you had a great week! This week was pretty good for us. A lot of interesting stuff happened.
We have been helping out our investigator, Frank, a lot since he got back at the beginning of the week. He has dialysis every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, but he can't get out of his trailer because of his wheelchair. So we go to his home with our ward mission leader, Bro. Patino, and manually lift him out of his trailer and down the front steps and help him get in the car; when he comes home from dialysis, we help him into his wheelchair and lift him back inside. We actually just came back from helping him into his car and we'll have to get him back into his trailer in a few hours. We're building a wheelchair ramp for him tomorrow though so we probably won't have to do it again after today. We helped clean out his trailer. He is a big-time pack-rat, but it was interesting to see all of his stuff... his crossbows, swords, knives, guns, canes, stuffed deer heads, and his wolf. Yup, he has a full-bred timberwolf named Tasha. Good stuff.
We were finally able to meet with Ted for the first time in about 3 weeks. He's going through sniper pre-indoctrination... basically the program started with 80 people and they can only move on to sniper school when there are 4 people left, so the instructors are basically trying to physically weed people out. He told us that the day before he had to wake up at 12:30 am, run to the beach in freezing weather, swim for a couple miles in the ocean, and then run back. They do all this physical labor and they only get an hour of sleep each night. There are only 17 people still in the program and it's only been about a week. He still really wants to get baptized, and all that's stopping him is getting a day open that he can be baptized! Please keep praying for him.
We've been teaching a 13-year old boy named Sean who wants to get baptized, too, but his dad, who is a non-member, wants him to wait for 30 days before getting baptized to make sure that Sean doesn't just jump on the Baptism Bandwagon. Today is day 8 and we're meeting with him again tonight. He's really bright and I have no doubt that he will be strong during these 30 days.
We're still meeting with Carlos and he has been tobacco free for almost a week! He's doing super well. He's been taught everything. We just found out that because of some things he's done in the past he can't be baptized for another 2-3 months. We're sad because we know he's going to be sad since otherwise he could be baptized in a little over 2 weeks, but we hope he will be understanding. Please pray that he will understand and not revert back to smoking to get over the stress.
We went on exchanges and Elder Brewer and Elder Clegg found a new investigator named Justin! He said he was planning on getting baptized into the Church anyway! What a find! We are meeting with him for the second time tonight.
The experience that's been most influential to me this last week was when we went to give a blessing to a less-active 40-year old woman in our ward after church. Her husband came and picked us up and didn't really tell us a lot about the details of what was going on, besides that she had some medical problems she was dealing with. When we got there, she rolled into the front room in her wheelchair, and she looked exhausted. She excused her children from the room and told us her story. She told us that several years ago she was dealing with a lot of constant pains in her left leg. The pain eventually spread to her face and her arm. She was eventually diagnosed with fibromyalgia. It eventually got to the point that she had to be in a wheelchair and very few pain medications could do anything. Her memory and ability to concentrate were fading. She had had an MRI and was anxiously and fearfully waiting for the results. As she told her story, I was continually reminded of myself. Her problems sounded so much like mine, only several years more advanced. I have to admit that it was kind of scaring me, too. Here we were, talking to this woman who was exhausted and weak, practically immobile, and in constant pain despite medication, and I have been feeling a lot of the same symptoms as she had about 20 years ago. I was also nervous because I didn't know what to say to her. However, as I began to give her a blessing, I felt the Spirit work through me and I knew exactly what to say. The words came right out. And as they did, I felt like the Lord was not only providing her with comfort, but I felt very comforted too, as if some of the words also applied to me. It was a tender mercy that we were able to meet her and that I was able to be the vessel through which God would give her a blessing. After the blessing, she had a smile and a bunch of tears on her face. As I reached out my hand to shake hers, she grasped it and held on for several seconds, looking up at me with that smile as she cried and cried and cried. It was a sweet experience and I could tell that she felt God's love for her. I know that everything is going to be all right for her, and it will be for me, too.
I testify that God loves us and wants us to be happy. He sent His Son to feel the pain of sin and of mortal life. I testify that He hears us and answers our prayers.
With love,
Elder Schank