Hermana Miller: Week 24: "BOOTie BOOTie BOOTie BOOTie rockin' everywhere!"

3/31/2014

Before anyone jumps to any conclusions, let me start by saying that I know this email has an odd title choice for a missionary. Don't worry, you'll understand it soon.

Soooo guess who broke their footie this week?! This girl! (Insert round of applause here.) And since I know you are going to ask what happened, (like everyone and their mother in Nebraska has been doing all week,)  I'll tell you first thing. (I had a member ask me in broken English "Oh noooo, seestuhr! What happened to your leggy?!" I am not sure he knows the word is actually "leg," because he kept saying "leggy." Hilarious.) Wednesday we stopped by an investigator's house and she wasn't home, so we were walking away and I was deep in thought trying to figure out where the Lord wanted us to go, and then I got distracted by a BLACK CAT across the street and lost all focus and didn't see a step, and rolled my left "leggy" and, well, yeah. That was that. So I hopped over to the car on one leg, got in, and just cried for a little while. Because it hurt, and also just because I have been so overwhelmed lately. It was the icing on a very frustrating cake. We drove over to a member's house and they gave me ice and an Ace bandage and we called and had a bunch of phone lessons as we iced it. Then we just packed up, got in a van with four elders (yes, it was allowed,) and road-tripped our way to Omaha for SPANISH CONFERENCE! Yesssss! We stayed the night with the Omaha Hermanas and then got up in the morning and had the conference! So fun! I loved getting to see Elder Robinson and Elder Garff, my brothers from the CCM. They are the greatest.

Anyways, after hopping on one leg into the church, President Weston found a pair of crutches in the mission office. They were a huge miracle, because they had no idea how they got there and they just happened to be adult talls. Super fortunate. Spanish Conference was great, Hermana Pocock, Elder Saunders, Elder Ferry and I sang "Oh Dios De Israel" as a special musical number. Afterwards, we road-tripped back and one of the English members took us to the urgent care, where they x-rayed my ankle, foot, and knee. Turns out I broke two bones in my left foot! (They want me to come back on the 4th though to take more x-rays and maybe a CT scan though, there were discrepancies between two doctors about if there is more going on though.) So I have been modeling a very stylish black boot and crutches all week, and will be for quite a little while it seems like. (Don't worry dad, I haven't missed a single day of proselyting, even though we didn't have the car! I am determined to carry on your "up and at 'em" legacy.) Everyone has been so kind, and Heavenly Father has definitely answered my prayers and given me the strength to make it through each and every day. My whole body hurts so bad, (I tweaked everything up through my knee and thigh on the left, my right hip is popped out from all the strain and my right ankle is stressed as well, my back is acting up again, and my entire upper body is just dying from crutching around everywhere. Plus I'm getting a cold! Yippee!) but the Lord gives me the strength and grace to overcome every challenge. There was a moment on Saturday when we got up to this trailer and I looked at the tall and rickety stairs to get up to the door and I just starting crying. I just couldn't do it. I was done. I was so tired and so sore, but I prayed in my heart for the strength and He gave it to me! Prayers truly are answered!

I have had so many prayers answered this week, even though it has been one of the most frustrating and hardest of my whole mission so far. As many of you know, Hermana Pocock and I have been put through the Refiner's Fire for the last transfer and a half. I try to be very positive, but it wears on you after a while. This week we had several hard things happen again, and I was honestly a little down on faith and positivity. At Spanish Conference, Obispo Spangler shared some experiences from his mission and shared his testimony with us. He is incredible. He told us that missions are 90% hard, heartbreaking, and so challenging. And then 10% of the time, you have so much joy it overshadows everything else. It's been a long time since Hermana Pocock and I have seen the 10%, it's been really hard for quite a while. But he told us to get on our knees and just pray until that peace comes, and it will come. My peace came through the General Women's Conference and sacrament meeting this week. I haven't felt the Spirit that strongly in such a long time. I just cried and cried out of gratitude and being overwhelmed with love and peace. He truly hears and answers our prayers. I know that. Will our trials be automatically taken away? No. But just like the people in Mosiah chapter 24, He WILL strengthen us to get through them.

"I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel 

them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand 

as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions.

 And now it came to pass that the burdens which were laid upon Alma and his brethren 

weree made light; yea, the Lord did strengthen them that they could bear up their burdens with ease, and they did submit cheerfully and with

patience to all the will of the Lord." (Mosiah 24:14-15)

If any of you are going through a tough time, keep going. If you feel like God has abandoned you, get on your knees and beg for his love. If you have mountains to climb or burdens to bear, keep on keepin' on, have faith, and trust the Lord. He knows us and what challenges we need to learn and grow. He knows exactly how much or how long we can handle, and as our loving Heavenly Father, He won't exceed that. Let Him prune you. Let Him teach you. Let Him strengthen you. He will do it. I can testify of a surety of that. Stay strong. He is aware of you and loves you, even when you look all around you and don't see Him there. He is. I know that. I have felt the Spirit witness that to me and I cannot deny it. No one and nothing can take that testimony from me. God lives. God speaks. God loves us.

I love you all! Stay tuned-this week is transfers. Prayers would be nice.

Love, the always BOOT-iful Hermana Miller

PS-Miracle of the week! Our branch will have it's very first Elder ever leaving on a mission in June! Franchesco got his mission call to El Salvador! It was so wonderful to be there and feel that excitement and Spirit again as he opened his call. Missions are the best thing ever!!! :)

Hermana Miller: Week 23: “I Shall Come Forth As Gold…..” & an update from last week’s letter!

3/25/2014

Sister Beers, Hermana Pocock & Hermana Miller

Hello to all my dear hearts!

It's amazing how much the Lord is able to refine us over such a short time. I truly have grown a gratitude and deep appreciation for every day in the missionary life-both the great and the difficult. I found a scripture this week in Ether chapter 10. It's verse 7, one that I have often just kind of skipped over. It says:

"Wherefore he did obtain all his fine work, yea, even his fine gold he did cause to be refined in prison; and all manner of fine workmanship he did cause to be wrought in prison..." (Ether 10:7)

I found that to be incredibly interesting, that in one of the most difficult and challenging environments on earth, there was precious gold refined and made into something beautiful. We have felt that quite strongly for a while now-that we are being refined through our trials. And this scripture gave me strength and the courage to trust the Maker, the Refiner, if you will, and His experienced and tender hands. He will not keep us in the fire even one second longer than we can bear, but just enough to purify us so that He can see His image reflected in our countenances. Before the mission, I had a very long, difficult period where the Lord taught me patience, and I found solace in the words of Job:

"Behold, I go forward, but he is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive him:

On the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him: he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him:

But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.

My foot hath held his steps, his way have I kept, and not declined.

Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food." (Job 23:8-12)

That line "When He hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold," touched my heart, and became the title for a spiritual blog I had before I left on my mission. I found it again this week and it reminded me just how aware the Lord is of us, even on the days when we feel all is lost, and we have been left to fight the fight with our own insufficient strength. As we continue being exactly obedient, and joyful, and trusting Him with all we have, we too shall "come forth as gold." I don't doubt that one bit. This work is true. He is  loving. He is our Father. He knows what we need to grow, and loves us enough to put us through the paces. I love Him for that.

Hermana Alyssa Miller & her beloved Grand Island fellow Missionaries

Something wonderful and hilarious this week though was having the 172nd birthday for the Relief Society! Both the English wards and the Spanish branch women got together to celebrate, and we focused on the life of Emmeline B. Wells. Wow. What an incredible woman! We chose her because she has had nearly every trial anyone could think of, so each woman there could relate to her. She is an inspiration. (She was the one who coined the phrase "Charity Never Faileth.") I was asked to translate the meeting for the Spanish sisters and I really enjoyed seeing them connect with her. So after all the wonderful spiritual and inspiring thoughts were done, something hilarious happened. Everyone was cleaning up and we started hearing bloodcurdling screams start to spread through the gym. I look up and there is a BAT flying through the cultural hall! I start BUSTING UP laughing. I mean, imagine to yourself about fifty women, (especially the old white ladies and the Hispanics,) all dropping stuff and screaming and running around like chickens with their heads cut off....and being chased by a bat, and tell me you wouldn't laugh too. (Do bats even chase headless chickens? Who knows.) Little Hispanic ladies who don't know the word for "bat" in English were screaming "Vampire! Batman!"  It was just the greatest moment.  Loved every  second.  At least he was reverent enough to wait until after the meeting.

I love you all!  Hope life is great and you are being refined too! Embrace it!

Los Quiero!

Hermana Miller

P.S.:  Just a little update I forgot about the woman with leukemia from my last email.

She is doing very well. She told me that she resolved things with her fiancé, they are still planning on getting married in the temple, and she found out a few days later that all of the sudden her cancer is dormant again, and she will not be needing the treatments!  We got her to come help set-up for the Relief Society party, and she taught us how to crochet this week.  Both her and her fiancé will be taking us out for dinner this week as well.  I have been trying to find reasons to give her purpose every day, and let her serve other people, and praying, as have other people, I am sure.  I love that lady, and am happy she is being a trooper.  The Lord is so good. She actually got to help another older woman who passed out in Relief Society yesterday, so I think that helped her see the big picture and how important she is too.  (Yes, the ambulance came in the middle of church, it was an interesting day.)

Love you all! Seek out the lost sheep!

Hermana Miller: Week 22: "They're always after me Lucky Charms!!!" Happy St. Patty's, y'all.

3/17/2014

Highty-tighty-tighty! Top o' the mornin' to ya!

I sure everyone is feeling lucky today. I sure am. (How can you not when you've got the Lord on your side?!)

I am starting to learn a lot about success. The Lord is finally getting through that thick skull of mine, I think. It's been super hard for a while, working our little (or not so little, thanks to delicious Mexican food,) booties off, and not seeing any progress with our investigators, while other missionaries just seem to be stacking up baptisms by the dozens. It's super hard some days, because I desperately want to see a family be baptized. Not for me, not for numbers, but for THEM. So they can have an eternal family. So they can have true joy. So they can have peace in this ever-turbulent world. And still, nothing. It's so, so hard sometimes. But the Lord has opened my eyes and taught me what true success means, to Him, in His eyes and in His ways. Often, I have felt a lot like Alma, in his psalm in chapter 29. He says:

"O that I were an angel, and could have the wish of mine heart, that I might go forth and speak with the trump of God, with a voice to shake the earth, and cry repentance unto every people!

Yea, I would declare unto every soul, as with the voice of thunder, repentance and the plan of redemption, that they should repent and come unto our God, that there might not be more sorrow upon all the face of the earth."

But also, like Alma, as I have been learning to be humble, patient, and trusting, I have come to realize that as long as I am doing what the Lord asks, that is success. I can't ask for anything more than what I have!

"But behold, I am a man, and do sin in my wish; for I ought to be content with the things which the Lord hath allotted unto me.

Now, seeing that I know these things, why should I desire more than to perform the work to which I have been called?"

I have seen so much success in my mission.  In the ways that I expected?  Not quite, but in the ways the Lord wants, and that's what counts. Here are a few of those successes from this week:

1.) The Lord prompted us through the Spirit this week to go visit an elderly member in the English ward, odd, right? Well we visited with him for a while, and his recent convert fiancée was there, but in the kitchen most of the time. At the end of the visit, I felt that I should go hug her and tell her I cared about her. She asked me to come back into a room with her, so I grabbed Hna P and we did. She started crying and told me (scarily calmly,) that she was done with life and church-she had Leukemia again and was having problems

with her fiancé. She was searching for her keys to take her car and commit suicide. I just grabbed her in a big hug and prayed to Heavenly Father, begged Him, to tell me what to say to save this woman. I have never seen someone so desperate, really. The words began pouring out, it truly was not me speaking, and I was able to ask her inspired questions. We knelt on the ground together and said a prayer together, and the Spirit was so strong. After an exhausting and stressful 30 minutes, I felt the peaceful assurance that everything was okay, that she would be alright. She felt it too. I was so grateful we showed up in her moment of need, and that the Lord truly put the words I needed in that moment into my heart.

2.) I have not really seen baptisms in my mission so far, but I HAVE been blessed to see inactive/less-active families come back to activity because the Lord made us instruments in His hands. As we speak to them about preparing to go to the temple and make necessary changes in their lives, and I see the joy the gospel brings to their lives, I know that THAT is success. I love them all so dearly. Just like Alma said:

"I know that which the Lord hath commanded me, and I glory in it. I do not glory of myself, but I glory in that which the Lord hath commanded me; yea, and this is my glory, that perhaps I may be an instrument in the hands of God to bring some soul to repentance; and this is my joy.

 And behold, when I see many of my brethren truly penitent, and coming to the Lord their God, then is my soul filled with joy; then do I remember what the Lord has done for me, yea, even that he hath heard my prayer; yea, then do I remember his merciful arm which he extended towards me."

3.) Another success I have realized is victory over myself. When I think back on who I used to be, I cannot even recognize myself or what I did in my past. The Lord has transformed me. And every day he teaches me (sometimes with tough love,) to be more patient, more humble, and more charitable. The Young Women in this area are really struggling, and through my experiences and testimony of the Atonement, I really feel like I have been able to connect with them, and I hope that the Lord permits me to make a difference in their lives. I love them all. They are good girls, just a little lost.

Never forget that as missionaries (and we all are,) the greatest success is in converting yourself.   That is how you save generations. Doctrine and Covenants 18 teaches us:

"10 Remember the ^aworth of ^bsouls is great in the sight of God;

 11 For, behold, the Lord your ^aRedeemer suffered ^bdeath in the flesh; wherefore he ^csuffered the ^dpain of all men, that all men might repent and ^ecome unto him.

 12 And he hath ^arisen again from the dead, that he might bring all men unto him, on conditions of ^brepentance.

 13 And how great is his ^ajoy in the ^bsoul that ^crepenteth!

 14 Wherefore, you are called to ^acry repentance unto this people.

 15 And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one ^asoul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!

 16 And now, if your joy will be great with one soul that you have brought unto me into the ^akingdom of my Father, how great will be your ^bjoy if you should bring many ^csouls unto me!"

EVERY soul counts, and the Lord is pleased when you save anyone, especially yourself and your future families. Live today so they will have a good example tomorrow.

 I love you all. The Church IS true.

Hermana Miller

FINALLY! Proof that Hermana Miller is Alive & Well!

Hermana Pocock, Sweet B. & Hermana Miller

The beautiful OREO girls!

The OREO Sisters of Grand Island!  Sister Beers, Hermana Pocock & Hermana Miller

Elders: Wilson, Pulver, Waite, Maddox, Call & Bailey
Sisters: Miller, Pocock & Beers

Hermana Miller & 3 little girls that own her heart!

"Our Valentines Day date at the library!"

"One of my favorite families ever....."

Hermana Pocock & Hermana Miller & Sweet Little K.

Her gift to her siblings:  "Mister WILSON!".... Lovin' us some Dennis the Menace!

Hermana Miller: Week 21: The Church is True, The Book is Blue, Jesus Loves You and I Do Too!

3/10/2014

Brothers and Sisters, can I get an AMEN?!

This Church is true, I tell you. NO doubt about it!!! This was an interesting week. A really great week, (still a little hard,) but totally amazing! First of all, I think I found out what I want to do as I get older. Are you ready? I think I want to be a High School Art teacher! One of the members we go on team-ups with is one and was telling me all about it and I just felt the Spirit. I think it's right. I have been praying to the Lord to help me know what to do...something that I will love, and that will help people, but most importantly, something that I can do that helps me as a mother as well. As I have been out on my mission, I have discovered this MASSIVE love for working with the youth. I think it stems from the fact that I know how hard those years are-during high school is where I got so lost and just needed to feel God's love and the Spirit. I want to help them so badly. My teachers always influenced me so much, and I have grown a love for teaching here. I still have my burning love for art, and as a teacher you have basically the same schedule as your kids and you get summers off! (And you can stop doing it for several years to raise them and then take a few classes and go back.)  I really think that as a teacher that would give me a window to touch lives, help these kids find direction, purpose, and most importantly, God. I really want to do it.

Something else interesting this week-I went to another church! Haha, we had a church swap with an investigator! :) I attended "La Iglesia de Amor y Fe." It was a super fun and educational experience! We were walking down the street on Saturday night trying to find this church and we hear music BLASTING. I said to Hermana Pocock "Man, someone is having a party!" and she laughs it off and goes "How hilarious would it be if that was the church?" We walk up and, lo and behold, "this is the place!" Oh boy, haha. After a few moments contemplating if this was a risk to our lives, we walked in. There was a big band up on a stage in this tiny shop space, and a bunch of Hispanics were singing about God. The congregation was all standing and praying and crying and clapping their hands and shaking tambourines and punching the air. After about an hour and 15 minutes of that, the band played another song and we all went around and shook hands and hugged one another (don't worry, I just hugged the ladies,) and then the service began. There were two pastors-one was really awesome and softer-spoken, but Bible-banging-on-the-pulpit kind of guy, and the other was a yelling comedian and I-am-going-to-take-advantage-of-this-portable-microphone-and-walk-all-over-this-church-as-I-wave-my-hands kind of guy. It actually was a really wonderful experience, I loved hearing other people's points of view and hearing people share their testimony and faith. I love when people are dedicated to God. "Whatever you are, be a good one," you know? One of the best moments though was when the pastors were about to start and they asked us if we needed a translator and we responded in Spanish telling them no, that we were fluent (I can't believe I can say that,) and that they could continue without any translation. Half the congregation started saying things like "hallelujah" and just sending up the praise. It was great. But really, it was a wonderful time to see people so overjoyed and worshipping God in their own way. It made me love and appreciate the peace of sacrament meeting and the sacred and inspired order of the restored church even more though. The final hilarious thing of the night was what happened after-we didn't have the car that day so the English sisters were going to come pick us up, but their phone died and we couldn't find them anywhere. So it is nine on a Saturday night and there are two Mormon missionaries walking around a sketchy part of town.  Great. We walk down the sidewalk and pray to the Lord to help us find the sisters so we could get back home in time to be obedient. We look down the road and say "NO. WAY. IS THAT THE SISTERS?!" We could have sworn we saw the sisters.....walking into a bar.....called Sin City. Heart attack and a half!  Well we walk up, and yupp, it's the sisters! It felt like a joke. "Two Mormon missionaries walk into a bar." But don't worry, you guys, we found out what happened. Their phone died, and they couldn't find us or the church, so they asked someone for help and they told them that bar had free phone charging stations. Hilarious, right?   Craziest night ever.   Steenkeeng fuhnneeee.  (Stinking funny.)

Anyways, now for the good stuff:   Yesterday we decided to fast for our less-actives. We have decided to turn our focus to them and work more with the members, and trust the countless promises that we have that as we reactivate members, we will be blessed. Yesterday we had NINE returning members at sacrament meeting. I thought I was going to die from happiness. My heart almost burst. I just teared up and was so grateful and overjoyed. Heavenly Father is so good to us. The last few weeks I have been really praying and striving to be a Preach My Gospel missionary, and it has just been getting harder. The more obedient I have been, the more it has felt like the work was taking a nose dive. But I learned something in this crucial time, I learned why the miracles only come after a trial of your faith: because everyone can be a fair weather fan. It takes no faith, no trust, and no dedication to live the gospel and be obedient when life is great and everything is easy. We develop our character, we truly learn how to endure, when we have to fight and exhaust our self every day against the adversary and the stumbling blocks he puts in our (and our little sheep's) way. When you don't see the end but you keep pushing, that's when you develop the attributes and the strength Heavenly Father wants.

I read the talk entitled "The Currant Bush" the other day, and it truly touched me. He knows what He is doing. He knows what I can become and what I am supposed to be. He knows who these people are and their potential, and He will do the necessary pruning to get us there-but we have to stop resisting, even if it hurts sometimes. I had one of those life changing prayers this week-similar to one that I had during a hard time of waiting and growing patience before my mission. I just sat down and poured out my soul and begged Him to let me be an instrument in His hands-my will no longer matters. I just want to do His will, His way. I don't care about the number of baptisms for myself, I just want these people to have joy and eternal families. And sometimes I guess that is what it takes-getting over yourself and getting to work. As soon as we make that conscious decision to stop being prideful and selfish, He can do something with us. Sometimes that's all He wants out of these trials, is for us to truly give ourselves to Him and say "Here.  Here I am. I'm not much, but do with me what you will. I will do ANYTHING. Just use me." And that is when He says "Alright, now let's go to work."

I love Him. I love this work. I love my brothers and sisters here in the Grandest Island in all of Nebraska. The Church is so true. I know it.

Hope you guys spend your Spring Break somewhere great! I'm on an island! Be Jealous.

Love you!

Love, Hermana Miller :)

Hermana Miller: Week 20: "This is America! You speak English or Spanish!"

3/3/2014

So the title of my email this week is a quote from a little kid in our rama...hilarious. We were discussing the fact that there is so much diversity in Grand Island- Africans, middle Easterners, Asians, Rednecks, (oops, did I say that out loud?) etc. This little 5 year old girl got furious about Hermana Pocock and I faking speaking Chinese and shouted that. Hee-lah-ree-owss. (Hilarious.) Oh boy, I love these people.

"Eternal Love"

So this week was a wonderful growing week. Still seeing the sad effects of people using their agency, but I can't complain at all. I love this work! We had Zone Conference this week, and guess who gave a training! These girls! (Hermana Pocock y yo.) It was an incredible and humbling opportunity to study, learn from the Spirit, and share that with others. We taught about the Doctrine of Jesus Christ, and really how it is a surefire path from our loving Heavenly Father to help us reach the deepest and dearest desires of our heart. He loves us and wants us to be happy and blessed with all the good things we want. That's why we have the gospel! It ensures us that as long as we are simply obedient, and repent every day, we can have those good things. I really enjoyed giving a training, I was not even very nervous! When you let the Spirit talk, things always go well.

I had an interesting experience with the Lutheran Pastor, Bill, who works at the Veteran's Home as well, this week. After we helped him sing a few hymns for the veterans, like we do every week, he asked to speak with us. He shared a little something with each one of us. For me, he told me that I need to be patient, because the Lord has a lot in store for me. It may come later down the road but He has a plan for me, and he knows that because he sees my tendency for leadership. He said that he can tell that I have been through a lot in my life, and that I have had to be refined to get to this point, but it was all for my good because it taught me to lean on the Lord. It was a very interesting and thought-provoking experience. I am glad that as we are serving the veterans, we are also touching the hearts of other people.

I am grateful for all the encouragement I have been receiving during these hard blessings, you all are wonderful! I love you dearly! Despite the hard times and the sometimes saddening effects of other peoples' agency-this is the most joyful I have ever been. It is worth everything. I am reminded of a set of scripture in Hebrews chapter 10 that I LOVE. (When I read this, I read it in Elder Holland's voice, because the first time I ever heard it was in his BYU address entitled "Cast Not Away Therefore Thy Confidence.")

32 But call to remembrance the former days, in which, after ye were illuminated, ye endured a great fight of afflictions;

 33 Partly, whilst ye were made a gazingstock both by reproaches and afflictions; and partly, whilst ye became companions of them that were so used.

 34 For ye had compassion of me in my bonds, and took joyfully the spoiling of your goods, knowing in yourselves that ye have in heaven a better and an enduring substance.

 35 Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompence of reward.

 36 For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise.

 37 For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry.

 38 Now the just shall live by faith: but if any man draw back, my soul shall have no pleasure in him.

 39 But we are not of them who draw back unto perdition; but of them that believe to the saving of the soul.

"Cast not away therefore thy confidence...ye have need of patience...we are not of them who draw back...but of them who believe to the saving of the soul." Wow. This scripture was truly written for us, in these times. I love the Lord, and sometimes I am not always as patient with Him and as confident in Him as I should be. I have a tendency to think that if I don't do something perfectly someone will not receive the gospel or if we don't immediately see progress it is because I am doing something wrong. That is pride and I am trying very hard to repent of it. Just as important as doing the right thing is doing it for the right amount of time. I love this work and I am going to be more humble and more trusting in the Lord. He has an infinitely better plan and vision than I ever could anyways! No point in worrying myself to death! He has it all in His hands-all I need to do is be exactly obedient and turn all my will over to Him. I am so grateful for the Atonement and for the opportunity we have to change and improve every day! I love my Savior! He lives! This is His work! And I am not ashamed! I will NEVER draw back, and I hope none of you will either. There is nothing worth more than your salvation.

May this letter find you all happy, healthy, and full of the Spirit. I pray and fast for you often.

Vaya con Dios!

Love, Hermana Miller J