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The Joys of Living a Christ Centered Life – After Mission Welcome Home Talk
December 26, 2015
Emma Bower

Good Morning Brothers and Sisters!

As most of you probably know (as was just said), I just returned from serving a full time mission in the Massachusetts Boston Mission. During those short 18 months I experienced and witnessed many miracles, and I can tell you that the Lord really does care about His children. He loves you and wants all of us to return to Him some day. He sent His son, Jesus Christ to earth, to live, atone, and die for us so that this might be possible. I can think of no greater love than this.

I wanted to start out by sharing a story with you from this past general conference. The talk was given by Elder Richard J. Maynes of the Presidency of the Seventy, titled “The Joys of Living a Christ Centered Life.” He says:

Elder Taiichi Aoba of the Seventy, who resides in a small mountain village in Shikoku, Japan, was asked to teach a class at a youth conference. “Stand Ye in Holy Places” was selected as the theme of the conference. After considering the theme and what to teach, Elder Aoba decided to use his vocation as a teaching tool. His work is making pottery.

Elder Aoba relates that his classroom of youth really sprang to life when they saw how he was able to almost magically transform the shape of the clay in his hands to plates, bowls, and cups. After his demonstration, he asked them if any of them would like to give it a try. They all raised their hands.
Elder Aoba had several of the youth come forward to try out their new interest. They assumed, after watching him, that this would be quite simple. However, none of them were successful in their attempts to make even a simple bowl. They proclaimed: “I can’t do this!” “Why is this so hard?” “This is so difficult.” These comments took place as the clay flew all around the room.

He asked the youth why they were having such difficulty making pottery. They responded with various answers: “I don’t have any experience,” “I have never been trained,” or “I have no talent.” Based on the result, what they said was all true; however, the most important reason for their failure was due to the clay not being centered on the wheel. The youth thought that they had placed the clay in the center, but from a professional’s perspective, it wasn’t in the exact center. He then told them, “Let’s try this one more time.”

This time, Elder Aoba placed the clay in the exact center of the wheel and then started to turn the wheel, making a hole in the middle of the clay. Several of the youth tried again. This time everyone started clapping when they said: “Wow, it’s not shaking,” “I can do this,” or “I did it!” Of course, the shapes weren’t perfect, but the outcome was totally different from the first attempt. The reason for their success was because the clay was perfectly centered on the wheel.

The world in which we live is similar to the potter’s spinning wheel, and the speed of that wheel is increasing. Like the clay on the potter’s wheel, we must be centered as well. Our core, the center of our lives, must be Jesus Christ and His gospel. Living a Christ-centered life means we learn about Jesus Christ and His gospel and then we follow His example and keep His commandments with exactness.

The ancient prophet Isaiah stated, “But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.”1

If our lives are centered in Jesus Christ, He can successfully mold us into who we need to be in order to return to His and Heavenly Father’s presence in the celestial kingdom. The joy we experience in this life will be in direct proportion to how well our lives are centered on the teachings, example, and atoning sacrifice of Jesus Christ.

As I served my mission, I saw many people who received the blessings from living a Christ centered life, and many who didn’t. Those who strived to live a Christ centered life were blessed with peace, joy, stability, and happiness in their lives. I can promise you that as you do your best to live the example given you, by Jesus Christ, that you will experience those same blessings.

I can think of one man in particular on my mission who changed everything in order ­to center his life on Christ. His name is John. To give you a little background about him – Prior to meeting him, John was recently remarried to his wife Lotta, and they have a mixed family with 5 children. His wife is a member of the church but had fallen inactive due to this new part of her family not being members. One Sunday, she made it to church, and invited the missionaries into their home. John was not interested in the church, or what the Elders had to say to him. His eldest son Jack, however, was very interested and even got baptized. John went to the baptism, and while waiting in the car for his family so that they could go home, he picked up a Book of Mormon in their car and opened to a random passage. This verse read: “Repent and be baptized.” I don’t think anything could be more clear than that.

 After a little while of his son being a new member of the church, John had a dream one night. I won’t tell you all the details of the dream, but the message was this: He knew that he could not end up where his son was, because Jack had something that he did not. The gospel. This troubled John exceedingly, because he wanted to be with his family. Soon, the Elders began to teach John, and he was baptized.

A few months later, I arrived in my first area in the mission field. About my third Sunday we met a woman we had not seen before in Relief Society. Her name is Lotta. We welcomed her and introduced ourselves. She was very kind, and even signed up to feed us for dinner.
When we arrived at her home a few days later, we were welcomed in happily and were asked to sit on the couch while she finished preparing for dinner. As we waited on the couch, a tall, loud man walked down the stairs and plopped down on the couch next to my companion. He had a fluffy Go-T on his face, tattooed sleeves, a shaved head, and wild eyes. He introduced himself as John. John, we found out had been recently baptized but was now inactive. He was inactive because he felt overwhelmed at all the things that He was asked to do in the church, and he felt like everyone that went to church with him was perfect – and he was very far from it. As we ate dinner with their family, we fell in love with them. Never have I felt such a strong love for someone in my life – and it was because I could not only feel my own love for this family, but God’s love mingled with my own. I would do anything in the world for this family to keep them happy.

A month or two past, and all we wanted to do was go visit this family. But Lotta had not come to church, and we felt a strong impression not to visit their home. This troubled us a lot, my companion and I had no idea why Heavenly Father didn’t want us to go to their home. But we listened, fasted, and prayed for them. At the end of that month or two we were invited back to their home for dinner. As we sat down to eat with one another, John’s countenance had slightly changed. He still had his wild eyes, and could never sit still, just like last time. But something was different. During our dinner message we all shared about a hard time we had gone through, and how Christ had helped us through it. My companion was the last to share. Now you need to understand something – in John’s mind, us missionaries had never gone through a hard thing our lives, everything was perfect, and we had our lives mapped out in front of us. Because he thought this, he believed that we wouldn’t be able to relate or understand what he had gone through. Which was true, it was impossible for us to understand the hardships he had experienced – but we had each experienced trials. My companion felt impressed to share a little bit about her life and the hard things she had gone through – and as she shared, I watched John. His eyes were glued to her, and he physically began to change. He stopped fidgeting, his eyes became soft, and tears poured down his cheeks. The wall that he had built up was quickly broken, and this allowed the spirit to move within him.

After leaving their home that night, all we could do was pray for them. All we wanted was for John and his family to come to church. We thought it to be impossible.

That Sunday, we went to church. We had finished greeting everyone like we normally did and took our seats in the back. As we sat down I felt two hands on my shoulders, and I turned around and saw one of John’s sons. Confused but happy, I stood up and turned around and saw John walk into the chapel with the biggest grin on his face. Tears came to our eyes as we shook John’s hand and sat with their whole family in church that Sunday.

To shorten the story a little, eventually, John baptized his youngest son and their family became an active part of the ward. They began to study scriptures together, participate in ward activities, and have family home evening. This caused not only a spiritual change, but a physical one as well. John’s crazy eyes became tame, he was a lot calmer, and he was happy. Over the course of my mission, John’s son was able to receive the priesthood and passed the sacrament, and his father blessed it. I was able to attend the sealing of their family in the Boston temple which was probably one of the best days in my mission. I never thought I would see that man go to church, to see him in the temple was the greatest miracle. John is now actively participating in his calling in the Bishopric.

Brothers and Sisters, this is one of my favorite stories to tell. I feel so blessed and honored to be able to have witnessed such a mighty change of heart. I know that Heavenly Father was, and still is mindful of John. He molded and formed John until he was ready to have us in his home, to remind him of the atoning sacrifice­­­­ of Jesus Christ.  I want to testify to you that I know that when we choose to actively do our best to have Christ in the center of our lives – to do everything we can to be like Him, that we are blessed more than we can imagine. I have seen it time and time again, and I have experienced it within my own life as well.

In the parable of the potter’s clay that I shared earlier – it talked about being centered on Christ vs. being exactly centered on Christ. There is a difference between obedience and exact obedience. We can choose to be obedient to the Lord and His commandments, but are we striving to do so at “all times, and in all things, and in all places?” In my mission, the missionaries always say: “Obedience brings blessings, and exact obedience brings miracles.”

I can’t remember a specific example, but I can tell you that there have been different times on my mission when my companions and I have decided that we needed to improve and be exactly obedient. We knew that by being exactly obedient, the Lord would see that we were doing our best to give everything we had to Him. We knew miracles would come – and they did. New investigators were found, baptismal dates were set, addictions our investigators had, became less of an issue, my companion’s and I taught with more unity, we became more aware of the tender mercies the Lord was sending us. And the list goes on. I have such a strong testimony of being exactly obedient to the Lord. He knows what is best for us, and that is why He asks us to do all that He does. Living the way Christ did is not always easy – it can actually be really hard sometimes. But something that my mission president has taught me is that it wasn’t easy for Jesus, so why would it be easy for us? Through Jesus Christ we can receive help and guidance.

Remember in the book of Alma chapter 20, Ammon and Lamoni were traveling to the city of Middoni for the purpose of finding and delivering Ammon’s brother Aaron out of prison. During their journey they encountered Lamoni’s father, who was the Lamanite king over all the land.

The king was very upset that his son Lamoni was traveling with Ammon, a Nephite missionary, whom he considered an enemy. He felt that his son should have attended a great feast he had sponsored for his sons and his people. The Lamanite king was so upset that he commanded his son Lamoni to slay Ammon with his sword. When Lamoni refused, the king drew his own sword to slay his son for disobedience; however, Ammon interceded to save Lamoni’s life. He ultimately overpowered the king and could have killed him.

This is what the king said to Ammon after finding himself in this life-and-death situation: “If thou wilt spare me I will grant unto thee whatsoever thou wilt ask, even to half of the kingdom.”3

So the king was willing to pay the price of one-half his kingdom in order to spare his own life. The king must have been astonished when Ammon requested only that he release his brother Aaron and his associates from prison and that the king’s son Lamoni retain his kingdom.

Later on, due to this encounter, Ammon’s brother Aaron was released from the Middoni prison. After his release he was inspired to travel to where the Lamanite king ruled over the land. Aaron was introduced to the king and had the privilege of teaching him the principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ, including the great plan of redemption. The teachings of Aaron inspired the king deeply.
The king’s response to Aaron’s teachings is found inverse 15 of Alma chapter 22: “And it came to pass that after Aaron had expounded these things unto him, the king said: What shall I do that I may have this eternal life of which thou hast spoken? Yea, what shall I do that I may be born of God, having this wicked spirit rooted out of my breast, and receive his Spirit, that I may be filled with joy, that I may not be cast off at the last day? Behold, said he, I will give up all that I possess, yea, I will forsake my kingdom, that I may receive this great joy.”

Amazingly enough, in contrast to giving up one-half his kingdom to spare his life, the Lamanite king was now willing to give up his entire kingdom that he might receive the joy that comes from understanding, accepting, and living the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Unlike Ammon and Lamoni, I have not had any near death experiences, but I have like Aaron, been prompted to visit certain homes or places. There was one day in particular that my companion and I received a media referral on our phone for someone who requested a Book of Mormon. Excited, and thinking we were going to get a new investigator, we went to this woman’s house. When we got to her home, there were men working on trucks and cars in front of her house – and we weren’t sure if we should really be there. But we asked one of the men if Silvia lived there, and he went in the house to get her. To our surprise, a frail, old woman came onto the porch and sat in a chair. Her hair was falling out and she looked ill, she was too weak to stand. When she saw my companion and I, tears came to her eyes as she expressed how grateful she was to see us. She told us that she had been praying for someone from the church to find her so that she could take the Sacrament, because of cancer she was unable to be around people. She had sent in a referral for a Book of Mormon in hopes that someone would come to her home – and we did. Silvia had been on our ward list for a long time, but no one had noticed her name, so she hadn’t been visited in years. Though we didn’t find a new investigator, the Lord knew that Silvia needed us – He knew that we needed to visit her.
I can recall another time when the Lord needed us in a certain place at a certain time. I was in my third area and we felt prompted to visit an inactive family. I had never seen the Dunn family at church, and we were told that they hadn’t come to church since they were baptized. They were set in their ways and said they would come to church, but never did. But oh how they loved the missionaries, we would visit them weekly. Sometimes twice a week. After praying about it, we decided to give them a break from the missionaries for a few weeks so that they could feel the difference without the gospel in their lives. But when the prompting came to visit their family, we went. While we were there, we met Brother Dunn’s nephew, Jose.

Jose is 20 years old, and I have never seen someone so lost. His eyes were dark and he just looked like a gloomy person. But he was nice. A few weeks later, Jose agreed to take the missionary discussions. When we taught him the restoration, He agreed with everything we taught him. He knew what we said was true, and He knew the Book of Mormon was true. He told us that he had been praying for direction and guidance in his life – and that we had answered his prayers. He was like that with all of the lessons that we taught him. Jose fell in love with the Book of Mormon. He read every day, and had questions for us each time we visited about what he had read.

Eventually, Jose agreed to be baptized. In order to be able to make this covenant, he needed to stop smoking and conquer other addictions. So we started working with him on it, and giving him different assignments to help him. In the end, the things that he said got him to overcome his addictions the most was the Book of Mormon. When he felt a craving, he would read and pray until the cravings went away, and it worked for him.

Like John, Jose’s countenance changed both temporally and spiritually. He became more outgoing, his eyes had the brightest light in them that I have ever seen in a person, his prayers were the most beautiful I have ever heard. He began to teach the Dunn family about the restored gospel, and helped them come back to church. He introduced the Plan of Salvation to his immediate family, and the missionaries began to teach them. He has recently received the Priesthood, and is now working on going to the temple to do baptisms for the dead with his own family names.

If it wasn’t for the spirit telling us to go to the Dunn’s home at that time, I don’t know if we would have found Jose. The Lord knew that we needed to be there, and because we were trying our best to be faithful and listen to the promptings of the Holy Ghost – great blessings came from it.
I want to touch on something that has been a common problem throughout my mission for members and non-members alike. Too many people think they need to be perfect before they can come to church. Let me tell you brothers and sisters, that Jesus Christ is the only person who has walked this earth that is perfect. A lot of people on my mission have become either less active or inactive because they think they need to have everything in their life in order to be able to come to church. For both John and Brother Dunn, whom I have mentioned in my talk – this has been a struggle. Both have since learned however that church is a place where we can go to become more like our Savior and strengthen our relationship with Heavenly Father.

There was one woman in my third area who expressed to me that she was struggling with this problem. She listed some families to us that she thought were perfect and had it all. I have been to the homes of those families, and they each have their struggles too.

Something that my companions and I would often tell people is that “The church is a hospital for sinners. Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.”

We are all sinners – but the amazing thing is that Christ atoned for us – and we can be forgiven of all our wrongs as long as we pray to the Father with a broken heart and a contrite spirit. I know that the Atonement of Jesus Christ is real. I have seen it work in the lives of many people and I have seen it work in my own life as well.

Naturally, we are all striving to be better. Relief society Presidents, Young men, missionaries, non-members – all of us.

When I was set apart as a full time missionary, part of my blessing told me that I would have a great influence on those that came from broken families. And that I would teach them the importance of family and of how we can be together for eternity. On my journey as a full time missionary, I struggled to see the changes that I had made in people’s lives. I often wondered if I had made a difference at all. I prayed the whole 18 months that I was in New England that I would be able to see the impact that I had on people’s lives. Maybe that was a selfish thing to pray for – but I am grateful that I did. I don’t think I will ever come close to understanding the influence I had on others on my mission, but Heavenly Father has been able to show me some small ones as I neared the end of my mission and have now been reflecting on it.

As I was writing this talk, I was flipping through a binder that my mom made that contains all of my emails and letters that I sent home each week. One letter in the binder is a letter from my first companion to my parents. This letter shows that she was personally striving to be better. I didn’t know that she wrote this, but here is what she said:

“I have grown with love for each of you (meaning your family) as Sister Bower continues to tell me about you. She always speaks with so much love about each of you. I love listening to her tell me stories. Some being funny and others being just loving memories. She misses you but she always says that being a missionary makes up for it. Being a missionary makes up for practically everything in life the Lord blesses us always. I don’t know how much she has told you about my family but I come from a very… different family situation. I have been very blessed though to serve with a companion who has become my family. And allowed me into her family to know that functional families exist. You have impacted me a lot through Sister Bower. She has no idea the effect she has on people.”
We worked a lot together on what it meant to forgive others, and to love everyone as the Savior would. She struggled a lot with her family, but because of the example that my family was to her, and because of Jesus Christ – she was able to see that things would work out. My family is not perfect, but because they strive to center their lives on Christ they have a great influence on others.
When we try our best to be like the Savior, and be exactly centered on Him, the Lord not only blesses us – but uses our example to bless the lives of others.

Another experience from the Book of Mormon clearly illustrates how living a Christ-centered life can fill us with great happiness even when we are surrounded with incredible hardships.
After the prophet Lehi and his family left Jerusalem in 600 b.c., they wandered approximately eight years in the wilderness until they finally arrived in a land they called Bountiful, which was near the seashore. Nephi describes their life of tribulation in the wilderness this way: “We had suffered many afflictions and much difficulty, … even so much that we cannot write them all.”4

While living in Bountiful, Nephi was charged by the Lord with the responsibility to build the ship which would take them across the sea to the promised land. After they arrived in the promised land, great conflicts continued to arise between the people who centered their lives in Christ and the nonbelievers, who followed the examples of Laman and Lemuel. Ultimately, the risk of violence between the two groups was so great that Nephi and those who followed the teachings of the Lord separated themselves and fled into the wilderness for safety. At this point in time, some 30 years after Lehi and his family left Jerusalem, Nephi makes a well-documented and somewhat surprising statement, especially after recording in the scriptures the many afflictions and tribulations they had faced for so long. These are his words: “And it came to pass that we [did live] after the manner of happiness.”5 Despite their hardships, they were able to live after the manner of happiness because they were centered in Christ and His gospel.

Nephi is not the only person in the Book of Mormon to live a Christ centered life – but he certainly is a wonderful example of pushing through hard things and living the way He knew was right.
One of my companion’s and I had a unique teaching opportunity. In the Massachusetts Boston Mission we have the opportunity to teach people online from all over the world using Skype. My companion asked President for permission to start teaching her sister in laws little brother over Skype. Permission was granted, and we were able to start teaching. His name is Chad.

To give you some background on Chad, he became inactive for about 5 years. He was very opposed to the church; he wouldn’t even step foot inside a church building. After those 5 years, Chad began to wonder if the church was really true or not. He wanted to know for himself. That is where my companion and I came in. Keeping it a secret from his active family, we began to teach Chad the discussions, and gave him reading assignments in the Book of Mormon. He read several chapters a day. He didn’t know if it was true – but he thought that they were nice stories. It was hard to teach him at first because he had so many oppositions and he didn’t know how to feel the spirit. We kept persisting that he needed to pray. It took a while, but when he finally did, things began to change. His prayers were simple, he accounted for the things he did that day and talked to God like they were friends. He became more open to the assignments we gave him, and he started to take things more seriously. He began to try different singles wards in his area, and talked with a Bishop when he decided which singles ward he wanted to go to. He read SO many chapters each night! His heart began to soften little by little – I can remember one particular lesson where my companion and I pointed out all of the amazing things that the Spirit was leading him to do. And we testified of the love of the Savior, and how Heavenly Father feels about him. Chad just cried – and the spirit was so incredibly strong.

A few weeks later he emailed us and told us that he was going to tell us some news. Wondering what it could be, we anxiously waited for our next skype appointment with him. When the time came, we followed up on his assignments and then we asked him what was going on. He then proceeded to tell us about how he left a note on his sisters bed saying that he was fasting and was going to find an answer if the Book of Mormon was true or not, and that he was leaving into the wilderness to do it. He said that if he wasn’t back in three days that she needed to call the police. He was planning on fasting for 3 days in the wilderness with just his Book of Mormon! Well, five hours later, he finished the Book of Mormon, and knew that it was true.

Chad kept progressing after that. He bore his testimony in Sacrament meeting. He began to talk to his Bishop about getting a Patriarchal blessing. He told his family that he was back in the church. He read and watched the past 2 general conferences and prayed to know if the Prophet was really a mouthpiece for God, and he knew it was true. He began to work towards receiving the Melchizedek priesthood. Chad is now serving in the Michigan Lansing Mission. Of this experience Chad said: “I would like to express how glad I am for the restored gospel on the earth today. I know that it has blessed my life, and made me a better person.”

One of the greatest things I have been able to be a part of during my mission, is the opportunity I have had to watch people change. There is nothing better than seeing people repent and come closer to Jesus Christ.

I would like to end with one last story. I am sure many of you have heard this story – so just bear with me. But I wanted to share with you the reason that I went on a mission. I am going to be speaking specifically to the youth, so all you youth out there – be listening.

To tell you the truth, I never wanted to serve a mission. I didn’t really even know what a missionary was or what they did. When I was a senior in High School, things began to change.
I was in a marching band competition one day, warming up and getting ready to go onto the field. We were all in an arch formation, practicing different parts of the show. While we were practicing, some of the volunteers were putting the plums in our shakos – or for you non marchers out there, the big feather in our hats. When a feather was placed in my hat, I quickly recognized the volunteer as a Latter-day Saint. He leaned over to me and quickly whispered, “Did you hear what happened in conference today?”

Confused, I replied no.

“The prophet lowered the missionary age. Boys can now go at 18 and girls at 19.”

When he said this my first thought was, yeah right – that didn’t happen. But right before we marched onto the field and I switched into competition mode, the last thought I remember having was, oh darn, I am going to have to serve a mission. I quickly pushed the thought to the back of my mind and tried to never think of it again.

With the excitement of this news going around, not thinking about it became harder. I signed up for school, and was accepted to BYU-Idaho. So whenever people asked me if I was going to serve a mission, my answer was always the same: “No, I am going to school this winter.” In my mind, I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to go to school, major in English, get published, and if I was lucky – someone would come sweep me off my feet. I did not, however, consider what the Lord wanted for me.

Later in my Senior year, I started to work towards getting my Patriarchal blessing. One Saturday night, I can remember reading my scriptures but being a little distracted while reading them. Finally, I closed my Book of Mormon and got on my knees to pray. As I prayed I said something along the lines of:

Heavenly Father, I guess I should ask. If you want me to serve a mission, then you need to tell me tomorrow in my Patriarchal blessing tomorrow or I am not serving a mission.
And that was about my whole prayer.
 
So, the next day we went to church and had a wonderful time. Afterwards we grabbed a quick lunch and went over to the Patriarch’s house. When my blessing began, I thought I was in the clear the whole time. It wasn’t until near the end, the second to last paragraph in my blessing that Heavenly Father said:

“There will come a time very soon in your life when your Heavenly Father will call you on a mission. There are many people who are waiting to hear the gospel as only you can present it to them. You will affect many lives.”

Tears poured from my eyes as I immediately accepted the call to serve a mission. Although I didn’t want to, I knew it was what the Lord wanted me to do. It was very hard to change my attitude about it, but as soon as I put my name tag on and began to learn the gospel for myself and to share it with others – I couldn’t have been happier.

I want you to know that serving a mission was not a sacrifice for me. Yes, it was the hardest thing I have ever done – but it was also the most rewarding. I have learned so much about myself, and about my Savior, Jesus Christ. There is a quote that says:

“Yes, as a missionary we choose to leave home for 18 months to 2 years. We pay our way to devote our time to the Lord and be instruments in his hands. We are asked to wear a suit and tie, or skirts and dresses for every single day we ae gone. We are limited to speaking to our family and friends to once a week. We are asked to leave our music, phones, TV, and movies of our choice so that we can have a whole new genre fit specifically for our missionary work.”

To some, this seems like a hefty sacrifice – but for me, it was the greatest blessing. Gordon B. Hinkley said:

“You will come to know that what appears today to be a sacrifice will prove instead to be the greatest investment that you will ever make.”

I know that the blessings that come from sharing the gospel are great. What better way to live a Christ centered life? Many of my companions did not come from homes that centered their lives on Jesus Christ – their missions helped them to do that for themselves. My mission helped me to better understand how I could do that, and how I could help others center themselves as well.

Brothers and Sisters I want to testify to you that I know Jesus Christ lives. I know that he lived a perfect life, suffered for us, died for us, and rose again. He did this because He loves us. I know that when we strive our best to live Christ centered lives that our situations improve. I can again promise you that you will be blessed with peace, joy, stability, and happiness. I know that the Atonement is real. I have seen it and experienced it. I know that the Plan of Salvation is truly God’s plan for us and that we can live with our loved ones again. I know that the Book of Mormon is the word of God, and that it really can bring us closer to Heavenly Father than any other book. Before my mission, I thought I loved the Book of Mormon – but boy did I learn to love it more than I could imagine. It provides peace and guidance, can give us strength, and bring us comfort. It is one of the best tools Heavenly Father has given us. I know that life isn’t always easy, but that as we center our lives exactly on Christ, it becomes better. I love the gospel, and I love Jesus Christ. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.





Monday, August 18, 2014

8/18/14 - Photo from Oxford, MA

We made thank you cards for the members! Here is one of the photos. lol. Sister Boldt and I are having a joyous time on our missons!



Have a good day all! :)


Love Sister Bower

Sunday, August 17, 2014

8/17/14 - Photo texted from a ward member

A Sister Burt from Oxford ward in MA just text this picture to me and said "I had your daughter over for dinner tonight and wanted to let you know she is doing great"


Monday, August 11, 2014

8/11/14 - Letter from Oxford, MA

Our week with our mini missionary was STELLAR. She is the best and I absolutely adore her. She is 16 years old and has long blonde Rapunzel hair. We told her that she sleeps like Sleeping Beauty, because every time we went to wake her up in the morning she would have her hair all majestically around her and her hands would be resting on top of her. SO CUTE. I remember one morning during studies, we were all on our knees to try and figure out what it was that Heavenly Father wanted us to share with this family. So while I was on my knees, Heavenly Father told me that our mini missionary would know. And in my head I just kept arguing with Heavenly Father saying that she wouldn't know because she had never met the family, and she was brand new and I didn't want to put her on the spot. But nothing else came to mind. So when we were all done praying, I looked up and immediately asked her what she thought we should share with this family. She sat there and pondered for a moment and then told us about a scripture that came to mind, and her experience with it. It turns out that that was the exact scripture that they needed to hear. It was AMAZING. She is a killer missionary.

I have an AMAZING experience to tell you about! So, this past Wednesday, we were able to go over to a family's home for dinner. After dinner, we shared a message with them about trials. The father is a tall, bald, has a go-t, has tattoo's all up and down his arms, and he is just really intimidating looking. WELL, he is the nicest man on the whole planet. He adores children, especially his and his wife's. They are the cutest family ever. He was baptized and received the priesthood not long after they were married. Well, he is now completely inactive. He says that he thinks he can be a better Catholic than a Mormon. He says that the Mormon church is just too overwhelming for him. His older son enjoys going to the LDS church, and has expressed interest to Sister Boldt and I about serving a mission when he turns 18. He is fifteen I believe, and he wants to serve a mission and receive the priesthood. He is just a good kid. And then his little son, who is 13, follows what his Dad does. The dad just received full custody over his boys not too long ago.  I don't want to go into detail about their story, but just know that they come from a very very hard life. ANYWAYS, back to when we were there teaching the lesson. Like I said, we were sharing a message on trials with them. Before we got there, Sister Boldt told me that she felt prompted to tell the family about her story. She didn't want to though. She didn't fully trust the father, and she thought that he would us it against her. We think that he views the two of us as two Molly Mormon's who are out serving a mission. He especially thinks that about Sister Boldt, since she is from Utah. So, Sister Boldt told me that she was absolutely not going to tell them about her story. During the message, I felt a prompting to tell Sister Boldt she needed to share her story with them. So I tapped her chair under the table so no one would see, and I knew she ignored me because she didn't want to say anything about it. But then the father told us that we should all share some of trials. And so he started with his boys, then told us his, then his wife told about one of her trials, and then I told mine, and then he looked at Sister Boldt with a grin on his face and asked to hear her trial. He was being rather joking about it, as if to say, "what can a Molly Mormon like you have anything to say abut trials?" Let me just say that Sister Boldt has never in her life cried when she has shared her story with anyone. She just doesn't cry. She has built this wall to block her emotions while she tells her life story. But it has been slowly breaking since we have met this family. So, Sister Boldt shared her story, and she was looking at his boys the whole time because I know that she finds comfort in talking to children. Children are her comfort spot. I, however, was looking at the father the whole time. I thought he would glance over at me because I was staring at him so much, but he was so completely glued to what Sister Boldt was saying, that nothing else mattered to him at that moment. I could physically see his wall come down, as tears poured down his face for this young girl who has had such a hard life, and was putting God first. Afterwards, we left them with a commitment to send up a prayer for help whenever they were to think of a trial or were going through one. The father has never agreed to any of our commitments, and he wasn't going to. He kept giving us excuse after excuse. So after Sister Boldt shared her story, we extended the commitment again. And he told us that he would do it. The spirit was so strong in that home. On the car ride home, we were asking our mini missionary what her impressions were, and what she thought everyone was thinking and feeling. Eventually, I turned around to look at her as she answered and saw her with tears rolling down her face that she couldn't stop from coming. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, "I just love them so much, and I have never even met them before. I would do anything in the world for them! And I hardly know them." A smile spread across Sister Boldt's and my own face. We knew how she was feeling, because that was how we felt the first time we met them too. I can honestly say, that I would jump in front of a bullet for this family, because I love them so much. And as scary as that is, it is truly amazing to be able to feel that way. Because not only do you feel your own love for this family, but you can feel just a fraction of the love that Heavenly Father and Jesus have for this family. I can't even imagine how much love our Heavenly Father has for them. I wish I knew, and I wish I could wrap my head around it. Moving forward to yesterday, Sunday the 10th. We were putting our things down in our seats, when we turned around and saw the wife from the family we had this experience there, with a big grin on her face. She doesn't come to church much, because the father didn't go. So we were glad to see her there. But then, the youngest son came up to us and was so excited to see us! Sister Boldt and I were amazed, because we never thought in our whole mission that we would see that little boy at church. So we told him that we would sit with him and the mom and his brother. When we all sat down together in the chapel, She looked at us and said, "that is not enough seats, we need one more." Sister Boldt and I looked at each other with confusion because both of her own children where either in Sweden with their grandparents, or at their dad's house for the weekend. And as we both looked up, there walked in the father with the biggest smile I have ever seen in my life. I immediately had tears in my eyes, and so did Sister Boldt. He came over and shook our hands, he was so happy that he almost gave me a hug, and then he remember that he couldn't. I wish I could have given him a hug though! But anyways, he shook our hands and told us that if Sister Boldt could come to church after all that she has been through, then so could he. And he told us that he was back. That day was the best day of my whole mission. Sister Boldt and I literally went home that day and jumped on our beds and were so happy that we were LITERALLY, bouncing with joy! We thanked Heavenly Father many times that day. It was truly amazing. I wish you could experience the love that we have for this family. I truly wish that you could understand the excitement and joy and love that I feel for these people. It is my favorite part about being a missionary. I just adore and love it so much.

Well, that is all I have time for this week. I love and miss you all terribly!

Love Always,

Sister Bower


Monday, August 4, 2014

8/4/2014 - letter and photo from Oxford, MA

My week has been super busy, as usual. On Monday we finally just relaxed. We haven't had a relaxing P-day in a long time. In fact, today is going to be rather stressful but it will be good stress. And do ya' wanna know why?! Because Sister Boldt and I are getting a mini missionary today! We are picking her up at 1 o'clock today in Stafford. She is from somewhere in Connecticut, and is coming to join us Monday through Friday! It is SO exciting. We already have some good pranks lined up for her. It should be loads of fun. I am so EXCITED that Kaitlyn is going on a mini mission! And I am more excited that they do those in Washington! They are HUGE here in New England, everybody does them. So I am super excited for Kaitlyn. Too bad she couldn't do it for a little longer. Being a missionary is the best thing EVER! AH! I AM SSOOOOOO EXCITED FOR HER!! It is so much fun!!! She is going to love it :D

We were going to teach young women's yesterday but we got some bad news instead. So yesterday, we got to church and they announced that there had been a death. The story is this: The past week was girls camp. All the girls had had a very spiritual and fun time at camp, and were all on a spiritual high. One of the Camp Leaders was expressing how stressed she was about going back home because they were going to have to pack up their whole house because they were moving. Instead of packing, she and her daughter had come to girls camp. On the way home from camp, both the Young women's leader and her 16 year old daughter were killed in a car accident. It was a five car crash, and they both died instantly. The whole testimony meeting at church that day was very sad, and very touching. All of the young women were in tears through out the day, as you can imagine. After sacrament, we carried on and went to Gospel Principles, which Sister Boldt and I have been teaching consistently because our Ward Mission Leader has been out of town. After that, we proceeded to go teach Young Women's. After all of the announcements, the Bishop and his counselors came in and talked to the young women about what had happened. I thought that it was so amazing of Bishop. He let the girls share their feelings, and then taught a lesson on the Plan of Salvation. It was amazing to see how he comforted the Young Women. You could literally see all of their shoulders relax a little as they talked about their friend, Rachel, and her mother. So no, we did not get to teach Young Women's, but it was an amazing experience to see how these girls handled the passing of a friend. We will be teaching young women's next week and have a lesson prepared on "Why Families are Important" and "How We Can Strengthen Our Families". It will be a stellar lesson :)

Some more good and bad news. One of our investigators has been coming to church every Sunday. He is awesome! However the adversary has been working very hard on him. This last lesson we had with him was awesome (every lesson we have with him is awesome, actually). We addressed the topic of his smoking and his drinking coffee. He wants to quit. In fact, his ex girlfriend that he is living with, has a disease called Lupus.  Well, unfortunately, it has been getting worse. The doctor told her that the only way it is going to start going away and the medication is going to help, is if she stopped smoking. So, our investigator, and his brother (who is always over at their house, I don't know why, but he was able to sit in on the lesson with us which was superb!) are going to stop smoking to show support and help her not smoke. We were able to teach him and his brother about the first part of the plan of salvation and talked about the atonement and how the Savior has gone through what they are going through. So, Sister Boldt and I made an addiction chart and are going to drop it off at his house later tonight. We are also sending them morning texts to not drink coffee and have a cigarette when they wake up. It has been helping a lot.

(Note from the editor: Sister Bower's mom received a call to be a ward missionary...)

You will be an amazing ward missionary! It is the best calling ever! You get to see so many investigators grow and change their lives for the better. And you grow to love them like your Heavenly Father would. Just remember to always look at them or try to find qualities in them that Heavenly Father has given them. Always look at the good and think of ways that you can help improve their lives. Bear your testimony often, it will not only bless them but it will bless you. There are only two major things that Heavenly Father needs missionaries to do:
1.) Invite others to come unto Christ
2.) Bear testimony
Those are the most powerful things that you can do :) AGH!!! I wish I could see you go out with the missionaries! I wish you could come out with Sister Boldt and I! That would just be so much fun.

Sister Boldt has taught me a lot these past couple weeks. I love her to death. She has taught me more about myself and has helped me see me how I really am, than I ever could in my whole life. Although it is very hard and I don't enjoy change, I love Sister Boldt for pushing me and helping me through it. She is the best companion I could ever imagine. Actually, I probably couldn't imagine her, because that is how great she is. I wish you could meet her.

Keep me posted on the life of all you Washington people :) I love and miss you!


Love Sister Bower :)

Sorry, I would send you more pictures but we have to go pick up our mini missionary! So I decided to send you at least one so that you know that I am still alive :)


P.s. Do you like my shirt? Sister Boldt and I bought a couple of matching things. Like this shirt. ALso a cardigan, a bracelet, and a pair of earings. So some days we are all matchy and it is super fun :)

Monday, July 28, 2014

7/28/14 - Photo from Oxford, MA


This is part of my District. There are two other sisters but they are taking the picture, and only took one! And it was one where we are all talking or are in the middle of doing something so we all look goofy! lol. But the one with the red tie is Elder Davey, he is awesome and is an amazing piano player. The one next to him what has brown skin and a purple tie, that is Elder Rivera. He is a Mexican with an English accent. SO COOL. He is the bomb.com and makes everyone feel included. He is getting transferred though, which is sad. Elder Pope is the one in the grey suit next to my companion and I. He is the nicest guy I have ever met, and has the guiltiest conscience EVER. It is so funny. He apologizes for everything, it cracks me up. He is a good kid. Elder Trujillo is the one sitting on the ground. He is such an awkward guy, which makes me just love him. He is hilarious, and I am sad to see him be transferred. Then the other two sisters are behind the camera. I will miss having this district, and am not too excited to start over in making friends. But I am glad that Elder Pope, and Elder Davey are staying. Plus my companion and I and one of the other sisters. 

7/28/14 - Email from Oxford, MA

Sister Boldt is STILL my companion, and I cannot tell you how grateful I am for that! I love her. She is the best, and I am always learning so much from her. She says she is learning a lot from me, but I feel like I never do anything so I don't know what she is talking about.

Zone P-day was SUPER fun :) We went out to this big field and had a glorious time! There is this super long trail that we walked up to go to the campfire area and we made Kabob's and played games up there. After we ate, we went to this swamp area and played an interesting game that me and a couple of others (including elders) refused to play. But it was super fun to watch. So what we did was you had to climb down into this swamp, that was more mud than anything. But it was disgusting. And there were two crates that the elders placed down there. The goal was to stand on one of the crates, and another person stood on a crate across from you. Then you played tug of war and tried to pull the other person in the mud while balancing on the crate at the same time. It was really funny to watch some of the elders get pretty muddy.

Afterwards we went back out to the field and we all played some soccer and threw around a Frisbee at the same time, so there were two games going on at once, which was super fun :) Plus, the elders were going around spraying everyone with silly string, so that was fun as well. I am so grateful for my district leader, Elder Trujillo. He always makes sure that I am included in the activities - so I am very sad that the elder that I am good friends with is being transferred. But he has been here for 5 transfers so everyone knew he was leaving the area. But it is still sad. After all of that, we played a game where you tossed eggs at your companion and had to catch them without letting them crack. WELL. I can tell you now that I smelled really bad of eggs all day long, and went to an appointment afterwards in my church clothes, still smelling like bad eggs. Sister Boldt and I tossed three eggs......and all three splattered on me. So after the third time, I started throwing the eggs that were all over me at the Elders. They thought that me being splattered in eggs was the funniest thing..... SOOOOOO, I might have possible started an egg fight with the elders... hahahaha!!!! It was super fun though!

We also went to a zone conference, and that meeting lasted ALL DAY. But it was fun to hang out with some of the missionaries that I knew in the MTC. After zone conference though, Sister Boldt and I went to dinner with a bunch of Elders. They wanted to go to subway. Well let me tell you something, as a missionary, we eat subway TOO MUCH. I am kind of sick of it! We had had it twice the week before, and then that made it a third time. We eat subway at least once a week. The reason why, is because every Friday we have District meetings, which are far away from home for all of us, so we just eat subway together every Friday. It is kind of sad. But oh well. ANYWAYS, we went to the mall to get some Subway after zone conference, and it was really weird because we were just a group of missionaries in the mall. And the mall for a missionary, is like sin city. That is what it feels like. It is weird. You don't notice certain things in life until your a missionary, and then you are all weirded out by all these worldly things that people do or that occur in our generation. But anyways, it was really fun :)

Hmmmm, what else did we do this week? I don't remember! AAAGGGHHH!!!

Oh I know. So in our mission we have started this new thing for recent converts. Once a month, there is a Recent Convert Baptismal Day, which is when if you have a recent convert you take them to the temple so that they can participate in baptisms for the dead. It is a wonderful experience :) I was able to see Elder Perkes there! He is one of the missionaries I served with in the MTC. He is a greenie just like me, and his trainer is getting transferred. CRAZY! Especially since you are supposed to have your trainer for at least two transfers. It is fun being a missionary and going to the temple. I just love it so much! It is a completely different experience than just being a regular Joe like the rest of the world.

We taught [one of our investigators] this week. Things in his family life just aren't going well. So before we went to teach him, we decided to talk about trials. WELL, when we got there, he pretty much told us that Satan was working so hard against him and that he just had to stay strong and keep having faith in God. In the middle of our lesson he was SO FUNNY. He always gets so excited when we teach him. He literally stood up and said loufly, "Man! I love being a Mormon!" It was SO hilarious. Of course, we are going to remind him that he still has to be baptized to officially be a member, but it was still funny. However, we think that he might have some Word of Wisdom problems.... possibly with smoking. So we are going to talk about that next time we go over this week. I wish you could experience it with me as I watch all of these people grow so much. I love it.

All trials are there for our benefit. I have learned something about trials. Everyone says that Heavenly Father will never give you something that you can't handle. Well, I think that is a false statement. I think that He DOES give us things we can't handle so that we can learn to rely on Him. He is the reason our burdens are made light, so why wouldn't He want us to fully put our faith in Him? And He does it out of love too. There is always something to learn from a trial. And I think that although trials are hard, that we should start looking at them differently. I think we should look at them with a positive outlook rather than negative. Like I said, Heavenly Father gives us trials because He trusts us enough to go through them and learn and grow from them. I think that is a blessing in of itself.

I hope you have a splendid week!!!!

Monday, July 21, 2014

Email from Oxford, MA

Okay. So let me just start out with telling you what it feels like to truly be a missionary. Your days feel like weeks and your weeks feel like days. I don't even know what happened during which day this week. It just feels like one big blur, and let me tell you, Sister Boldt and I are SO TIRED. I feel like I am going to collapse at any minute.

I have found out what my mission is for. It is for two reasons. One - so that I can help my companions, because I know that I will have a great influence over them. Heavenly Father has told me several times. And also, I was going over the notes from when I was being set apart as a missionary, and in that blessing it told me that I was going to be a great influence for those who come from broken homes, and I will have a huge effect on them and their families, because through me, they will know the importance of eternal families. So that is my mission. I am her for my companion, the youth/children, and families. I don't know how I am going to do all that Heavenly Father wants me to, but I have already agreed to do whatever He asks me. Even if it is the last thing I ever want to do.

Exchanges went SO GOOD. I was able to do more than I realized, and although it made me exhausted beyond belief, I am glad that I was able to experience it. Sister Patterson was my companion for the day, and she is incredibly nice! I could have spent another day with her.

So on Wednesday, (I think it was Wednesday? I don't remember.....) Sister Boldt and I had to go to a meeting called Return and Report. It is for all of the new missionaries and their trainers to attend. Basically we have a lesson from President, and the AP's. Then our trainers leave the room and we ask any questions we want. Her and I are extremely blessed. While everyone was complaining, I had nothing to complain about or ask questions about. She said all of the trainers in the other room were asking questions about how to make their companionships better, and Sister Boldt said she had no complaints of questions about me either. We are lucky. I was able to see Sister Watts, my first companion from the MTC. She was SO happy to see me! She is one of the best missionaries around, and one of my best friends.

After the meeting we all went and did a session at the temple. It was SO AMAZING. The Boston temple is beautiful. I loved it. It was so amazing to go and do a session with only missionaries. I wish you could have experienced it with me. It was the coolest thing, and it was the strongest spirit I have ever felt when we all went to the Celestial room.

OH! and guess what happened when we were driving on the way to the meeting. Sister Boldt missed the entrance to the church, so instead of turning around on the highway and being late, she parked in the temple parking lot. Well, once we got out of the car, it started to drizzle. Sister Boldt looked at me and all she said was "oh no, RUN!" and she took off running to the church on this tiny little path that curved every which way! It literally POURED on us. And we were running in PENCIL SKIRTS. It was HORRIBLE. We got the chapel and got to a door only to find out it was locked, so we had to run all the way to the other side of the building. It was so embarrassing when we walked in because we were soaked. Everyone just looked at us and asked, "Is it raining outside?" Sister Boldt and I looked at each other and then looked at them like "really, are you REALLY asking that question?!" Because we were drenched.

Saturday, was also amazing! So long story short, Sister Boldt taught a family up in the New Hemisphere (I think she means New Hampshire?) area, and they were completely inactive. Saturday, we were both able to attend their family getting sealed in the temple. It was so beautiful. I have never been to a sealing before (obviously) but it was truly and amazing experience and it just gave me a stronger testimony of me wanting to get married in the temple. They had five little children, and one on the way. It was amazing to see all of them kneel across the alter. It was truly and amazing day.

Yesterday, I was able to help teach the lesson this time in the missionary class at church. Last time I didn't talk at all, and this time Sister Boldt said I did much better. She said that when I was bearing my testimony about something that one of the woman was almost in tears. I didn't even notice. I don't even remember ANYTHING that I said. But I am glad that I was apparently able to touch someone's heart. I thought that I was just blabbering on and on. But apparently I did a splendid job. We get asked to teach class a lot on the fly. It is scary for me. But I just follow whatever Sister Boldt does and wing it with her. It is always an interesting time.


OH! I remember another thing we did this week. We attended a funeral. That was rather sad. But it was a lovely service and everyone was glad that the old guy finally went. He was in a lot of pain. Apparently his non member wife, who wanted nothing to do with the Mormon's wants to get baptized now. Miracles are everywhere in this mission, even when things are sad, people can see the Lord's hand in their lives. It is truly amazing. I love being a missionary :) Even though some days I am like "what the heck am I doing out here in Massachusetts, all the way in the middle of no where?" But I know that I am being blessed.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Email with Photo from Oxford, MA

I am doing just grand this week. I am exhausted  as usual, but am doing grand. Sister Boldt has been sick a lot this week, so I have been taking care of her. We didn't even leave the apartmentSaturday because she had a fever on and off. So I made her sleep and have been nursing my TRAINER back to health! We have been taking turns getting sick. She let me sleep in until TEN O'CLOCK today! That little booger. She went and cleaned almost the whole apartment, WHILE SHE IS STILL SICK. I mean, I am grateful for the sleep, and I am still feeling really tired, but she told me that she felt like she was going to throw up and she was STILL CLEANING THE APARTMENT.   My companion. Sheesh. haha.

My days are all starting to blur together. I feel like Sundays are like... every other day! But I guess that is a good thing because it means we are keeping busy! Hmm.. what else? OH! I drove for the first time yesterday on New England roads! But only because Sister Boldt was sick and needed me to finish driving home. My poor companion :( But if you haven't seen New England roads, then you don't know the meaning of scary driving. The roads look like there is only enough room for one car, but somehow two cars fit down it. So driving was a fun adventure! I kept us all alive :D haha

Tomorrow we are doing exchanges, which is when you switch companions for a day. So tonight we are going to switch with the Sister Training Leaders in our zone. Apparently the Sister Training Leaders call and ask the District Leaders about any concerns they have about Sister Boldt and I, or any suggestions they have for us. Apparently Elder Trujillo told them that I needed to stay here in Oxford, and my companion would go somewhere else for the day. Do you know what that means? Two things. One, I am going to be in charge for the day which is SO scary because I feel like I don't know how to do ANYTHING still!!! And second, the fact that my District leader felt prompted to tell them that I need to stay here means that he is making sure that I am getting hardcore training. Elder Trujillo has been pushing me way past my comfort zone since I got here, and has been making me do things that greenies DO NOT normally do. For example, staying here and being in charge for during exchanges. And also, he made me give a training to our District ALL BY MYSELF. Greenies never, or rarely give trainings, so he is training me HARDCORE. Between him and my companion, I am learning a lot. But it is still scary to be a leader..... especially since I have only been here for four weeks starting yesterday.

The storms have been interesting. I love watching the lightening, but the thunder is scary. One set of our elders saw a lightening bolt touch down several feet in front of them when they were driving. But they were uninjured, and said it was wicked cool. So the tropical storms here are always an adventure.


Our youth had an awesome time at youth conference. They visited all the church historical sights and did indeed attend the pageant. They also went and did baptisms at one of the temples there. They slept in tents so that they could have two solid days to get to do everything. They had a blast. They rode up in charter buses, and all of the youth wrote there testimony in two Book of Mormon's and gave them to each of their bus drivers which I thought was the coolest thing ever!



Roasting s'mores at a members house. They are foster parents so they have a lot of little kids who love us to pieces! They have a sweedish neice and nephew visiting who are visiting for the summer and are interested in the gospel. They are amazing kids, and I would do anything for them! 

Monday, July 7, 2014

Email from Oxford, MA

Sister Boldt and I were blessed the other night, because I received an answer to my prayer. I was asking Heavenly Father how we could get more involved with the youth, and when we went into a members home for dinner, she asked if Sister Boldt and I could teach Young Women's one Sunday! We gladly accepted. Although it is far down the road, we are patiently waiting to get to know all of these youth. The youth are the key in this ward to get members going. Unfourtunatley, there are a lot of instances that have involved people getting very offended from many different people, or their testimonies are not strong - so we cannot be bold with them. We can, however, be bold with the youth. So that is where I am going to try and start digging for those golden testimonies that they don't realize that they can have.

(Sister Bower answered some questions sent from home:)

How many investigators do you have in your Teaching Pool?
-- We have nine! But I have only taught one so far. Everyone is either out of town or is unavailable.

Are you serving in just one Ward or are you covering multiple Wards?

We are only in one ward. The Oxford ward.

What is your companion's favorite snack?  Does she like chocolate?  If so, what kind?
Her favorite snack is Fiery Hot Cheetos. She has a cheeto addiction, and has gotten me addicted to plain old cheesy Cheetos. What a punk. She LOVES chocolate. She will eat all kinds she says, but she really likes the Symhony bars....... and she is currently listing off all of the chocolates she loves..... which is like... every kind imaginable. She cracks me up!

Is your mission utilizing FaceBook and tablets?
No we are not! They keep saying we will get them soon, but who knows when that will be? Probably not for a very long time still to come.

What doctrine are you studying right now?

I am currently not studying anything specific. Instead I am delving into the Book of Mormon like I never have before. I crave reading the Book. I currently just finished Alma 48 this morning. I read a chapter each morning - and basically what I do is write down things that stood out to me IN my Book of Mormon. Things about the story line, characteristics about the people and leaders, etc. I have found that I never really knew what was going on in all of these "War Chapters" and now they are probably my favorite!!! I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Book of Alma, and I want to be Captain Moroni's bestest friend because he is the coolest man EVER!!!! I have fallen in love with the Book of Mormon, and I can't even describe how much I love reading it. Study time should be longer than an hour each day!!!


I love you and miss you so much! But if we are being honest here, you probably miss me more than I miss you guys.... is that bad to say? I just love being a missionary so much, and the work keeps me busy so I don't really have time to miss anyone. It is kind of a blessing. But you are in my prayers every morning and night!!!

Love Sister Emma Bower

Monday, June 30, 2014

Photos from Oxford, MA



Email from Oxford, MA

My week was splendid. Although, I am exhausted in all ways possible, I am standing strong. Missionary work is hard because you are exerting yourself physically, mentally, emotionally, AND spiritually. Hence the reason for me being tired and having headaches a lot. Apparently, missionaries always get sick the first or second week they are in the field. It hasn't happened yet, so let's just pray that it doesn't happen at all! My dinners have all been rather good so far. I am eating veggies like a pro. Even though I hate them. 

It has been VERY HUMID HERE! You Washington people have no idea. Uuugh. However, my hair has been doing VERY well. The Lord has blessed my hair. BAHAHAHA. It is weird to say, but he has. AND the humidity allows me to wear my hair curly. That's right ladies and gentlemen. You heard me right. After years of straightening my hair, I sometimes wear it curly here. I expect many applause and flowers and treats. HAHAHA, jk. I think I look weird with curly hair. I think it is because the last time I wore my hair curly it was long. Plus, it doesn't have much volume on top, like it does when I straighten it. BUT, the point is that I HAVE been wearing it curly. Let it be known to the whole world. I'm hoping that by wearing it curly that it will grow. I JUST WANT LONG HAIR AGAIN :(

A Bubbler is a water fountain/drinking fountain. If you say water fountain, nobody here will know what you are talking about. A Rotary is a round-a-bout. A Grinder means Sandwich. And Malt is a milkshake. 

I saw Emily Rogers at the MTC. She seemed like she was doing really well! She seemed excited to do the work, and seemed to have some good friends down there from what it looked like. So you can tell Sister Rogers that if you ever run into her.

Let's see what else?  Many people in the ward, and all over Massachusetts have had bad experiences with missionaries in the past. Many less actives have been offended deeply and if we were to be bold with them and tell them how it is, it would just make things worse. There are not many youth, and the ones that we have are not very active. The primary kids are, but the youth are not. The parents don't force their children to go to church. A lot of it is because a lot of the members are converts and don't want to push their children. I wish I could just be so blunt with people, but I can't! It is hard. 

A lot of our work is focusing on the less actives and nonmembers though. We are trying to build a really good trust with them.  Sister Boldt and I are trying to come up with ways that we can get involved with the youth. We believe that if we can influence the youth and children in the ward that it will make a huge difference. The problem is that a lot of the youth have youth conference and girls camp and all kinds of things. 

The people are just so different here, and I pray that I can somehow make a difference and open peoples eyes to the reality that the gospel brings. It breaks my heart to see so many people not living the gospel how they should be. I just want to convert EVERYONE, UGH!

Plus, I haven't even met any of our investigators yet. They keep canceling or not showing up to appointments. So I haven't taught a single lesson and my teaching skills are just itching to come out and preach the gospel to people! Hopefully we will be able to bless somebodies life sooner or later. It is just hard to be patient.

Anyways.... that was my rant. I feel better now.

Pray for me! I'm always praying for each one of you :)

Love Always,

Sister Emmie Bower :)

Monday, June 23, 2014

Email sent from Oxford, MA

Greetings from Oxford, Massachusetts :D 


A little town out in the boonies. Everything is SUPER spread out. But it is SO beautiful here in New England. Every house we pass by, I feel like Mr. Darcy or somebody from that time is going to walk out the front door!

We live in a kind of crummy little apartment where the neighbors are nice - all except one. But its okay. Life goes on. Everything is good.


My new companions name is Sister Boldt. Pronounced Bolt, like a lightning bolt. The "D" is silent. She is really nice and I couldn't have asked for a better trainer! She rocks.

We don't proselyte that much. Actual I haven't even knocked doors yet. The people of New England are very different here. Statistics show that going door to door is really not effective in New England. So we focus A LOT on ward members and less actives.  We have a fabulous Bishop. We had dinner at their house last night and they  are pretty awesome people. I love them! They have a gorgeous house! 

President Packard is SUPER nice. He is the mission president. Him and his wife are so funny, and they like to TALK. It is something that you really have to get used to. And President Packard is a Texan so they ALWAYS had a ton of good food. DELISH! He says he is our father first and president second or something like that. He is a pretty neat guy. He is a pretty inspired guy too, he can receive revelation like a rock star. Well, rock star probably isn't the right term to be using.... like a ROCKIN APOSTLE. lolol. But really though. You'd love the Packards. 

Hmmmm.... there are a lot of weird names for things down here. I will give you some names, and you have to try and guess what they are and I will tell you if you are right in my next email.
1.) Bubbler
2.) Rotary
3.) Grinder
4.) Malt

They also have this deliscous thing called a Fluffer Nutter. It is a Peanut Butter and Marshmellow fluff sandwich. It sounds super gross but it is THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD. I AM ADDICTED. YOU HAVE TO TRY IT!!!!!!!! SOOO GOOD. It is a New England thing. But it should be introduced to the whole world. Because it is so tasty. Like heaven. I want one now..... mmmm..... so good..... You. Must. Try. It.

The elders in my District are awesome!  We only see them on District meetings one Fridays. Or on P-days when we decide we want to do something together. I think we are doing a picture scavenger hunt with them next p-day. It should be fun :)  Sister Boldt says I fit in perfectly with our little group. She receives a lot of revelation for me, which I admire a lot about her. She is very in tune with what the spirit has to say to her. I am striving to be like that. It is hard to recognize revelation. But I love the spirit that missionary work brings. It is absolutely splendid. I just hope I can make a big difference like Sister Boldt says I will make. She keeps telling me that I am going to be a legendary missionary and that everyone will want to be my companion when they get to know me. I don't believe her, but that's what she always tells me. She is the best. I don't know if I take that as revelation, but I do take it as revelation when she tells me I will have a big impact on certain families that we have met with. And I can feel it too. There are some families in this ward that just need me. Need us. Need us sister missionaries :)

There is probably a ton that I haven't told you, but I can't think of anything else right now! Although I am sorry to tell you that there are some words out here that you have to say with an accent or nobody knows what you are talking about. For example - Worcester. It is pronounced "Wusta" here. And my companion has it bad when it comes to her R's . I have to constantly remind her how to say words the RIGHT way. LOL. So if I come back with an accent - please don't kill me - because I won't be able to help it. My companion didn't even notice until I pointed it out to her. IM SORRY. I don't have an accent yet though :) I am still very much myself.