Saturday, January 30, 2016

This week was a much better one, whew...

Manahoana ny Fianakaviako!



    Inona no voavoa? Tsy misy? Mahafinaritra. This week was a much better one, whew. There's definitely hard things each day, especially Monday and Tuesday, but it's weird how fast things change with good ol' prayer. Ihany, ndao isika handeha!

Some Stories I Missed from Last Week
  • Arm-wrestling Underdog: This actually occurred when one of the Tongans said, "Man, Elder Soper, you be lookin' like a baby boy." So, I thought it'd be funny to challenge him to an arm-wrestling competition. Everybody gathered round the ironing board--which is bolted to the wall--to see me get humiliated. But for some reason, maybe because I had good form, after about 30 seconds of pushing as hard as we could, I won somehow! He wasn't one of the biggest Tongans, but this is probably why I've gotten so much respect from the Polynesians recently.
  • Sister Nebo: We were watching an Elder Bednar talk in the gym on Sunday, and Sister Nebo was singing really loud and off-key. All the zones around us were getting annoyed. She and I like to joke around, so I jokingly turned around and said, "Shhhhhhh, Sister Nebo." Then, she slapped me! She said, "Don't shush me Elder!" Everybody gasped and started to laugh really hard. The sisters grabbed Sister Nebo, but she was laughing too, so it was all good.
  • Weirdest Sunday: We had Janice Kapp Perry (wrote so many famous primary songs) come to speak for the Sunday Devotional, and she was so irreverent! She talked about her and her husband's cute habits with each other. Also, she said that he first talked to her right before she was going to perform a clarinet solo and said, "I bet those lips are useful for more than just your clarinet." Then, her husband walked up to the podium and started kissing her! It was so funny, but President Burgess seemed petrified.
Ny Zavatra Ratsy
     A few things made this week tough,  The Fijian district left, which was really hard. I'm still in contact with Elder Hamon and Simiskey, but they were great examples of the types of missionaries I want to be. Our zone felt a bit empty afterward.
  • Elder Schnoor and I taught a horrible lesson on Tuesday--luckily we recovered the next day with a really good one--and it was pretty discouraging. Elder Schnoor reacted pretty well though, and he was able to calm me down. I was being a lil' too spicy. When we had companionship inventory, we both confided in each other how scary it is to teach a lesson like that because we can't imagine teaching a real investigator that badly, ruining our chance to teach them.
  • Some of the missionaries in our zone talk about sister missionaries too much.  It makes it tough to focus for me and my district. Doesn't help when others aren't trying. We made a goal to lock our heart towards Christ, which helped a lot, whoa my gosh.
Ny Zavatra Tsara
  • We got some new missionaries in our zone! We received an ASL zone and a Fijian zone. Most of them are really introverted, but they're all super nice. There's an Australian that's exactly like Elder Hamon, so I'm excited to get to know him.
  • To our surprise, our teacher told Elder Schnoor and I are progressing at a really good rate. He said that we're way ahead of the curve when it comes to vocab, but we just need to speak more. That was relieving news.
  • We finally taught a great lesson! We committed one of our 'investigators' to baptism. Took us forever, but it was really exciting when we finally got him. It's weird how even though our teachers are acting, we've grown to love our investigators. The investigators they act as are real people they taught! It felt like I developed a legitimate relationship with them.
  • Elder Moala and I laugh together so much! I'd say right now, him, Elder Duvinston and I are best friends haha! We have a couple sayings, "Elder, you sleepin'!" Then, Elder Duvinston and I say, "Leave him alone!" (Cuban singer voice from that podcast). And the funniest one is, "I'mma go all Browser on this (object)!" I can't tell you how hard these two elders make me laugh. Plus, Elder Moala is a great influence as the zone leader. He has a huge passion for the Doctrine of Christ and how it blesses us. He loves talking about it. He's also very obedient, while still relaxed and flexible.
  • Yeah, I saw the Mauerman's! They scared me pretty bad because they squeezed my shoulders when I was eating haha. It was so fun to see them though! 
  • I also have talked to one of the Featherstone's a lot! He's the deaf son, and he's the ASL teacher! He kept talking about how sad it was when Ama moved. I love talking to him for a while every time I see him.
  • We had the opportunity to host some missionaries, and that was so great. It really made reminisce about when I came into the MTC for the first time. Elder Duvinston and I hosted a missionary that he knew from Jersey, but his brother knew Devin too! Crazy coincidence!
 Thanks for all the packages! They are really so awesome to receive! 

Tia anareo aho!
Elder Soper













Saturday, January 23, 2016

How's it going family?!

Manahoana Fianakaviako!
    Manahoana fianakaviana means, "How's it going family?!" Sorry Mom, doesn't work if you say it to me haha! You can say, "Manahoana ny zanako!" This means, "How's it going the child of mine!"
    Today's another day where I don't have as much time as I'd like to email, but I'll type quick! I don't have as many stories because it was a little bit slow this week, but there was some especially spiritual experiences though.

Tia Ny District Aho
    I've grown to love my district! It's really humbling to be their leader because they're all such good effective missionaries, and it's tough to not see what I lack compared to them. Elder Palmer and Robinson are by-the-book missionaries, oh my gosh. They consult the missionary handbook for everything, pretty amazing honestly. Our district has a goal where if we interrupt during personal study, we have to write the First Vision in our language, and some of us have almost memorized it! We also have a goal where if you address other missionaries by dude, guys or something that sound like slang, then you have to do 5 pushups at night. That's one I struggle with. I had 140 push ups one day, but it's working! I only had 10 push ups yesterday.
     But I understand why I was called to be district leader, because of Elder ______. Elder _______ left his mission early this morning at 5:45 AM, due to some unresolved issues and problems with the 24/7 spirituality. Some of my most spiritual experiences I've ever had were in interviews with him. He said he never felt the spirit, so I prayed and got the prompting to teach him all the missionary lessons. It was a huge blessing to see what the PMG lessons can do to help draw people closer to Christ and Heavenly Father. Even though Elder ________  had to go home, he said he's going to go resolve those issues and try to come back. 
    Also, Elder Schnoor and I have become best friends with this Haitian guy named Elder Duvinston from New Jersey. He's really too cool for us, but he let's us joke around with him. He's going to BYU, and we talked about rooming together when we get back!

Zone News
     The Fijian district is leaving Monday, and I'm getting pretty sad about that. Most of my best friends here are in that district: Elder Hamon, Simisky, Whiting, DeBaltzo, McKee, Brooks and a couple more. Our zone is gonna shrink quite a bit.
    We got some new missionaries for the Samoan district, only 2 of the 5 can speak English, so they mostly just hang out by themselves.
    Elder Smith (my friend from home) is in my zone, but I don't see him as often as I'd like. I've only seen him like thrice because his schedule is so different. 'Tis too bad.
    
Some Mo' Pain
     The language is still very stressful. I worked really hard the first couple weeks to develop a big vocab core (about 350 words at this point), so I can understand mostly everything my teachers say. However, I'm still struggling with the grammar rules a lot, and I stutter a lot more than I should. I know I'll eventually get over this hump, but it's incredibly frustrating. My teacher said I'm on track to be decently functional pretty soon, but my brain hurts gah.
    Because of this, some of our lessons to our teachers kinda have gone to pot because my companion and I somehow dig ourselves into a hole every time. I always forget everything I want to say in the moment, and it's tough to feel the spirit. It's going really well with one of the "investigators," but the lessons with the other two feel almost hostile heh. It's scary to imagine teaching an actual investigator that bad and ruining my chance to help them/give them a proper introduction to blessings of the gospel. Thanks for praying for me to speak the language better.

Zavatra Tsara
  • I'm not as hungry anymore since you sent all those snacks. They saved me! It's not nearly as hard to sleep anymore because I don't go to bed suffering from hunger pangs. Plus, the hundreds JK of earplugs you sent me block out Elder Hamon's weird moans at night so well. Thanks again!
  • I've also hit it off with this 6' 7" Tongan mountain this last week, Elder Moala. He's actually one of the new zone leaders. Him and I do this things where if someone makes a joke in class and meetings, we wait like 30 seconds and then say, "Oh I get it!! That's funny!" Then, we laugh as obnoxiously as we can. It's been the highlight of the last few days.
  • I see so many people I know! It almost feels like I'm at BYU because there's about 10 people here from my mission prep class.
  • Two of the new Samoan missionaries sing songs with me when we in the shower. One of them can sing exactly like Frank Sinatra, oh my gosh...
    Sorry I wasn't able to send as many stories about this week. I'm gonna write a bullet point list of ones that I didn't have time to talk about like I did the first week.

Stories I need to remember to tell you...
  • Weirdest Sunday
  • Arm-wrestling Underdog
  • Sister Nebo (Marshallese girl) and My Interactions
  • Awesome Missionary Broadcast
  • A couple more that are in my journal
Fantatro fa marina ny Fiangonan'i Jesoa Kristy ho an'ny Olomasin ny Andro Farany! Rehefa nibebaka ary nanakaiky amin'ny Jesoa Kristy aho dia tsapako ny fifaliana sy ny fiadana, tsy enta-mavestra.

Love you so much!!!

Elder Soper

Friday, January 15, 2016

Zavatra Tsara

Manahoana Fianakaviana!

     I've got some more time to email, so woot!  I'll start off by telling you a few of the stories that I didn't get to in the last email.
  • District Leader Mugging: One of the Elders in my district--right after I was made district leader--pulled me aside and kind of pushed me up against the wall and said with a hate-filled smile, "Make sure you're the perfect district leader because I would have been great." It kinda freaked me out, but I understand because he is a very by-the-book missionary and that's some of the stuff I struggle with (getting to bed on time, following exact protocol). I can learn from his example honestly. It's all worked out now, and our district loves each other so much! The companionships are the perfect matches. 
  • Broken Thermostat: Our zone leader was joking around with me about how hot/cold we wanted the apartment. He loved it cold, but I always woke up freezing, so I would turn it up. We pretended to fight over it, and we ripped the thermostat of our dorm wall, whoops! The next few days it was definitely below 60 degrees in our room, and we needed to take as many blankets from other Elders, heh! The workers came to fix it just yesterday; that was a huge relief, still a fun memory though.
  • Awkward experience with sister, random elder and I. There was a time where huge crowd was in line for the cafeteria food. There was a bottleneck up near the front of the line where everybody was getting squished together. An elder, a sister and I got squished together, and he started half-screaming: "This sister's holy parts are touching me, and the elder (me) is kind of touching my butt!! Please stop. Please stop." Oh man, I cried laughing so hard because the whole crowd turned to look, and he started throwing elbows. Some missionaries are a little too uptight, but at least he's focused on the mission, haha!
Those were probably the weirdest events of the first week, but this second week was much better!

Couple o' Trials
     I finally feel like I'm getting the grasp of the MTC rhythm and the constant work. I am definitely learning the virtue of patience, hoo boy. The next couple days after last P-day were pretty hard because of a couple things. Elder Hamon has trouble breathing due to the dry air, and as a result, he makes the weirdest moaning sounds throughout the night. I couldn't get to sleep 'til about 3 AM for two nights in a row. I started to get a lil' grumpy, and I could tell I wasn't feeling the spirit as much. Because the MTC day is about 14 hours of consistent work, I could barely make it through the day. Then, when settling down for another night of little sleep, an angel's hand (Elder Schnoor) reached down from the top bunk and handed me some earplugs. I slept a full 8 hours, and I felt so energetic the next couple days! Plus, the back injury finally healed, my gawsh.

     I'll quickly tell you my other biggest trial. I'll talk about the tsara things next! I wasn't prepared for how hard the language would feel the first week. I felt like I wasn't progressing for so long, and I struggled to teach during the role-plays. It started to scare me because I just thought about if I was teaching a real investigator this way, I could ruin my chance to help them feel the same love of Christ and hope for eternal life with our family that He gives, an unsettling thought. I had been working hard to learn as many vocab words I could each day and constantly study the grammar lessons, but no cigar. But then, on the most recent Wednesday, it clicked. Elder Schnoor and I taught the Restoration again, and I felt like I could understand and answer everything! I still have a ton of work to do, but it was nice to finally get some concrete evidence that I am progressing.

Zavatra Tsara
  • Being district leader has been a huge blessing! It's so humbling, while at the same time it is encouraging. Each of the Elders and Sisters in my district exhibit such good qualities that I need to learn to possess. We've grown really close. 
  • I've made some great friends here! Elder (Lee) Hamon and I laugh together all the time and love having spiritual talks. He and I have really similar humors, straight-up weird. So I might have become more unhinged since I've left, heh! Elder Schnoor and I are a good match. Our styles balance out very well, and I can't imagine anyone else being my companion. He's super easy to work with and is very committed! One Elder named Elder Lutz just left to go to the Kiribati Islands, but he and I clicked for the short time we were together, tough to see him go. He has a crazy life story I need to tell you guys sometime. Elder Simisky (zone leader) makes fun of me all the time, but it's only because I try to react funny every time, so I like it. I love so many of the guys here. I'll give you a bio of each Elder I'm really good friends with sometime.
  • Elder Schnoor and I were walking down our building's stairs and saw this random guy with only a towel on, kind of ominous. Startled when he saw us, he quickly turned around ran into the brick wall next to him, got a bloody nose and his towel fell down. I felt so bad, but I couldn't stop from crying laughing. He laughed too luckily.
  • I've seen so many people here at the MTC that I wouldn't expect, holy cow. One of my great friends from OHS is actually in my zone now, Elder Ben Smith! It was so awesome when I saw him! I still have a turkey on my back from when we hugged haha!
  • For some reason, a couple Elders think I'm so funny just because I'll pretend to get mad at the smallest things for them. It's not even funny, but it's nice to have an audience like that heh!
  • We started a tradition of singing hymns in the showers. I can't tell if it's appropriate or not, way fun though.
  • Hunger hasn't been as big of an issue recently. We've got some good snacks in our dorm. Can you send some saltines maybe?
     Whew, this letter was long! I wrote as fast as I could so I could tell ya everything! Fantatro fa marina ny filizantaran'i Jesoa Kristy. Tsapako fa mamaly ny vavakao Fanahy Masina. Tia ny traikefa MTC aho! Apparently Google Translate can't translate Malagasy very well, so hopefully you can infer what I'm saying! Tia ianareo aho!!! Sorry I didn't upload any pictures! I left my camera in my residence :/ Next week though!

Love,

Elder Soper




Friday, January 8, 2016

1st letter from the MTC!

Manahoana Fianakaviana!

    Sorry, I won't have too much time to email at all because of time constraints for my first P-day, but I'll get some of the highlights of especially the first day. Whew! I made it! Man, it was hard to say goodbye. I love you guys so much! I hated looking at your faces before I turned around and got started.  But, now it's all just good memories, and homesickness isn't a problem, just tough to not reminisce. Anyway, I had an ironic start to the MTC. When I got to my dorm, I did a little celebration with my host missionary, Elder Roota. I lifted up one of my hulking luggage bags and threw out my back, or pinched a nerve, I dunno! I had to arch my back forward for all of Wednesday and part of Thursday morning. Every movement was ridiculously painful, but I thought, "If I can get through this, that's actually a good start to the MTC, to overcome a trial early-on." It took me 'til about 2:30 AM to get to sleep the first night, a little tough to function the next day. 

    However, I'm loving the MTC! It's what I pictured, a lot of walking, a lot of sitting and a lot of numb bums. Gosh! There's so much to say, but so little time! My companion is named Elder Schnoor, from Canada. I actually found him on Instagram before I came to the MTC! At first, I was a little worried, couldn't tell if he was just aloof or shy. But that wasn't the case, he was just nervous and a little apprehensive. Now, we love each other! He's pretty business and obedience oriented, but that's really good for me. When we first met, we had a little 30 minute Malagasy lesson with our teacher, Brother Christiansen. We're Bro C's first students at the MTC ever, but he seems like a master teacher, very understanding, yet pushes us. The language is coming along super well! I can pray, bear my testimony and say "Wazzup, how's the kids? How's the wife? Want a tummy rub?" 

     Next, we finally got to meet the other Elders in our branch back at our residence, the best part. We are part of the Islanders branch, so we're with the Elders going to Fiji and Tonga. There's quite a few older missionaries: gigantic Tongans, Australians with crazy vocabulary, straight up wackos and more. But I love 'em! It honestly is so much fun! I'm in the same room as the new zone leaders, and that has really helped to get connected to everybody. The zone leaders are Elder Simiskey=perfect missionary, Elder Ramon (Australian)=probably my best new friend besides Elder Schnoor. We joke around a ton.  I've done my best to be as jokey as possible while making sure it's still all obedient weirdness. The Tongans like me a lot for some reason probably because I told them about the "Ripping My Butt" story, heh. They kind of treat me like a mascot, but I enjoy it!

     Man, I have so much more to tell you! I was made district leader over the Haitian-Creole and Malagasy speaking missionaries, so I have some mandatory meetings and initiatory duties I need to fulfill that take some time, sorry! I'll reply to the personal notes next week, and I'll make sure to reply to the new ones too!! I love all of you so much! Here are some bullet points of what I need to tell you next week! I have a few crazy stories I need to tell you too! Fantatro fa noho ny marina ny filazantsaran'i Jesoa Kristy!
  • District Leader Mugging and Threat
  • Beginner's luck with Basketball and with the lil' petty MTC games
  • Lesona no an'i Abel
  • Calling every single sister Elder
  • Brilliant lanyard (or however you spell it) idea
  • Broken thermostat
  • Temple
  • General hunger
  • Nigerian Elder I did endowments with at Timpanogas Temple
  • Awkward awkward awkward experience with sister, random elder and I

Love,

Elder Soper








Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Mission Farewell Talk


Mission Farewell Talk
            Good afternoon brothers and sisters! I’m Taylor Soper, and I’ll be serving in the Madagascar Antananarivo Mission, reporting to the MTC on January 6th. I’ll be speaking the Malagasy language. Okay yes, I have seen the movie Madagascar. It’s kinda funny, but I’ve done some research, and it’s not completely accurate. When people joke to me about how they know exactly what Madagascar’s like because they’ve seen the movie, that’s the funniest joke ever. I am just kidding, but really, I love how excited people are getting for me; I can’t help but feel energized and ready to fly over to be a missionary already! It has been quite the process getting to this point though. It’s nice to know I’ve progressed since I was 6 years old. For example, when I was 6, I didn’t want to go to church so badly that I asked my mom and dad if we could go to the church of “Chuck E. Jesus” instead. I now realize that Chuck E. Cheeses is not a church building and that Jesus doesn’t really have anything to do with it.  It was kind of a sad clarification for a hyperactive 6 year-old.
  • But back to Madagascar. Because the culture of that country is relatively unknown, I’ll give you a few facts to know a little more about what it’s like.
    • Madagascar lies off the southeast coast of Africa and is the fourth largest island in the world, about the size of Texas.
    • It is “suit free” mission. I will be wearing short sleeve shirts and sandals.
    • I can tell it’s a much different environment from Orem by some of the things included on my packing list: moleskin, typhoid immunizations, malaria treatments, anti-diarrheal tablets, anti-fungal cream and mosquito repellant.
    • Madagascar is best known for being a “hotspot” of biodiversity, due its weird and wonderful wildlife. About 80 percent of the wildlife found there is unique to Madagascar. And although it covers less than 1% of the earth’s surface, the island is home to over half the planet’s plant and animal species. That fact sounds ridiculous, but it’s true somehow.
    • The language spoken in Madagascar, Malagasy, is a combination of Malaysian languages, with the some Arabic and French flavoring.
    • The cornerstone of the Malagasy diet is rice--in fact, the word “to eat” in Malagasy is mihinam-bary, which means “to eat rice.”
            That was basic introduction to Madagascar, and now I can finally delve into the topic of my talk. Brother Obarr assigned me to talk on the role that faith plays in being an effective missionary. Whenever faith is the topic, the options are pretty broad, so I chose to hone in on one aspect of faith that especially resonates with me: how faith can be shown to Heavenly Father through courage, specifically courage to go out of one’s comfort zone.
            In addition, Brother Obarr gave me a talk that complements this topic. The talk is “Be Not Afraid, Only Believe” by Dieter F. Uchtdorf from the last general conference.  One key part of his talk was about Daniel and his challenges as he went to live in Babylon. When I read Daniel’s story, I felt like it was very dramatic and harrowing. He was taken prisoner to a new country, and he was ridiculed and nearly put to death for his beliefs. He had to keep his covenants and hold onto his faith even when he was in an extreme minority.  I wondered, “Have I ever experienced something even close to the trauma and pressure he felt?” The only experience I could relate to this was going to London for 3 months on a study abroad with my family. It was a foreign land, check, and my parents did take me against my will since I didn’t want to leave my friends in seventh grade, check; and many of the people we met didn’t share our beliefs, check.  But that’s as far as the comparison goes.  The British people were nice to me, and I was generally sheltered by my family situation. In fact, the environment was so low pressure, I’m pretty sure I went the whole 3 months straight with bad bed head without ever feeling embarrassed about it.
After pondering Daniel’s story for a bit longer, however, I realized that we don’t have to be taken to an intimidating foreign land to experience the scary pressures of Babylon. Worldly peer pressure and dangerous temptations exist all around us in our daily lives. And even as a seventh grader at a place like Lakeridge jr high here in Orem you can sometimes feel like Daniel as you try to hold on to your faith and keep the commandments in the face of a lot of negative peer pressure. Looking back, I was probably more scared about going to band practice here in Orem with a malfunctioning saxophone that couldn’t play many notes and could barely play the ones it could. I worried more about the ridicule I might face during band practice from the surrounding saxophonists than flying half way around the world and living abroad in England.
            As I pondered how we deal with fear and negative pressures in our lives I thought about a class I took at BYU this last semester called Human Development. It was all about babies and their development into adolescence. In that class, I learned about the temperament every child is born with, a combination of physical, emotional and mental traits that determine how one reacts to a new situation. There are 4 different types of temperament: social, shy, avoidant, and unsocial. Children that are born with a social temperament have high desire to approach a new experience while their desire to avoid it is low. Children with a shy temperament have a high desire to approach a new experience while their desire to avoid it is high.
As I read this information I had a small epiphany. I was a very shy kid. I realized that for much of my childhood, when I was faced with a new or unexpected situation, my muscles tensed up, my breath became short, and I felt a strong urge to avoid the challenge I was facing. I’m sure some of you have experienced similar effects, and so you know how debilitating it can feel. To give you an idea about how pathologically shy I was, I used to try to avoid going to the bathroom at school for the entire day since I didn’t have the courage to ask my teacher, the kind Mrs. Turner, for permission to go.  As you can imagine, that made me look like a jumpy and jittery kid, and it created several awkward experiences that wouldn’t be appropriate to describe in sacrament meeting. Alright, I peed my pants, whatever. I haven’t for a long time. Despite those challenges, I’m grateful that I had good parents while growing up. They didn’t label me as shy; they embraced my neurotic personality with warmth; and, they gave me opportunities to gradually try to overcome my shyness with reasonably challenging tasks.
Early on, being a member of the church also gave me opportunities to serve other people and take on leadership responsibilities in ways that weren’t too overwhelming.  I remember the first time I had to give a talk as a new deacon, I was so terrified about getting up in front of this congregation. I was shaking as I stood here and my voice audibly shook and squeaked the entire time. Granted some of that could be attributed to going through puberty, but it was probably rough to watch. And because I thought that I couldn’t ask for help in writing it, I’m pretty sure the delivery was incoherent and the content was riddled with false doctrine. Sorry about that. But somehow it was still a positive experience. No one made fun of me afterward and some of the older people in the ward even stretched the truth in kind ways by telling me I did a good job. I love that sense of community and support our ward and the church gives to youth.
As I got older, I gradually felt less intimidated by those kinds of challenges and even mustered the courage to get involved in student council and other service-related activities that require a person to get up in front of people a lot. Looking back, I think a lot of that gradual growth I experienced seems to affirm the scriptural truth that with faith and God’s help, our weaknesses can gradually be turned into strengths. I’ll read that famous scripture, Ether 12:27: “And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.”
As I face the prospect of going to Madagascar and talking to strangers about the Gospel, the truths taught in that scripture—and the way I’ve seen them work in my life—a are really encouraging. I have to admit that as I anticipate the challenges ahead of me, there’s still a side of me that feels like that shy little kid who would panic when asked to pray for Sunday school. For example, as I imagine trying to talk to people who might be rude or uninterested about the Gospel, I feel a real sense of trepidation or self-consciousness.
Turning to the scriptures has helped me to deal with those doubts and fears.  In addition to Daniel’s story and the truth that God will turn our weaknesses into strengths, I’m encouraged by several other passages. First of all, there’s Nephi’s famous declaration in 1st Nephi 3: 7, another favorite scripture of mine. “I will go and do the things which the Lord hath commanded, for I know that the Lord giveth no commandments unto the children of men, save he shall prepare a way for them that they may accomplish th thing which he commandeth them.”  To me, that says that God wouldn’t have opened this mission in Madagascar and called young people like me to go there if He’s not going to be there right beside us, guiding us to the individuals who are ready to receive the Gospel.  That knowledge will help me immensely as I face the occasional situations where people might reject or ridicule me.
            I also like those scriptures that remind me that it doesn’t matter that I’m relatively young and inexperienced as I go off on this challenging mission.  For example, in D&C 35:13 it says, “Wherefore, I call upon the weak things of the world, those who are unlearned and despised, to thresh the nations by the power of my Spirit.”  That doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t prepare and learn well before I go on my mission, but it does suggest God will make up the difference on what I lack when I get there.
            I feel like my courage and faith is also strengthened when I read scriptures that promise that my obedience in obeying the commandments and keeping my covenants as a missionary will help me to be more effective.  In D&C 35:24 God promises that if you “Keep all the commandments and covenants by which ye are bound… I will cause the heavens to shake for your good.”  I like that idea of the actual atmosphere supporting me and affirming what I’m trying to teach.
Finally, I find encouragement and strength when I contemplate truths about the atonement.  First of all, in my own life, I’ve seen how Christ’s gift has helped me to overcome mistakes.  I know that repentance works and so it’s going to be easy for me to bear testimony about that central truth in the Gospel plan.  Second, I’ve learned that the atonement also has enabling powers, helping us to carry difficult burdens or overcome our weaknesses.  Knowing that truth, I can feel a lot less scared about the physical, emotional and psychological challenges I know I’m going to face as I leave my family to go live for two years on an island off the east coast of Africa.
Luckily, I’ve been in contact with many people that have served in my mission. They all tell me the people of Madagascar are kind, upbeat, loving and open to listening to missionaries. Whenever I want a quick dose of inspiration, I can just look up “Malagasy people” on the internet, and I can’t wait to spend two years with them.
In closing, I pray that we can all have the faith and courage of Daniel, whether we’re going on a mission somewhere far from home, or just going to work or into a seventh grade band class at Lakeridge Jr. high.  Heavenly Father knows that we all have to face the dangers and pressures of Babylon, and he’s given us tools such as his Spirit and the atonement to overcome.  I want to bear my testimony…