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Hello friends...
So transfers were yesterday (Monday), and Sister Duering had such a hard time saying goodbye to everyone. This is her "greenie area" aka her first area and she did not want to leave! She was in tears all day and night long. But on the plus side, she is getting transferred to the best ward ever, the MURRIETA ward!! Yes, she is going to my last ward! She will absolutely love the people there. I'm kinda jealous of her. haha. I'll miss that crazy girl. We already decided that we are going to come back and visit the mission together (first Palomar, then Murrieta)!
My new companion is Sister Watson. I was so happy when the zone leaders told me that she would be my companion...I met her in the MTC, so we came out together! She is such a doll and one of the sweetest sisters ever. We are going to see so many miracles together!
We had dinner with the Bishop and his wife, and two cute little old ladies that they invited over, Jo and Anne. They are both non members and SUPER old, but they are still sassy as ever and walking around! Anne will be celebrating her 100th birthday next February, and Jo is 95. I HUGGED A CENTRY OLD LADY! crazy. Anyways, we shared a story about a man who sacrificed his four year old son in order to save a train full of people. We related it to how Heavenly Father gave His Only Begotten Son for us! The spirit was amazing and we left them in tears.
Here is the story:
"There was once a bridge which spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing a train to cross it.
A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed. One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance through the dimming twilight and caught sight of the trainlights. He stepped to the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance when he was to turn the bridge. He turned the bridge into position, but to his horror, he found the locking control did not work. If the bridge was not securely in position it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came onto it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This would be a passenger train with many people aboard.
He left the bridge turned across the river, and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually. He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on this man’s strength.
Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. “Daddy, where are you?” His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him. His first impulse was to cry out to the child, “Run! Run!” But the train was too close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time. The man almost left his lever to run and snatch up his son and carry him to safety. But he realized that he could not get back to the lever. Either the people on the train or his little son must die.
He took a moment to make his decision.The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware.
Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging tightly to the locking lever long after the train had passed. They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how he had sacrificed their son.
Now if you comprehend the emotions which went this man’s heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to darken when His Son died? How does He feel when we speed along thru life without giving a thought to what was done for us thru Jesus Christ? When was the last time you thanked him for the sacrifice of His son?" -Elder Fuller, Philippines CefuCity Mission.
I know that Christ lives and loves you. Heavenly Father is watching over you and already gave everything for you! Just follow Him. He offers peace!
LOVE YOU ALL.
♥ Sister Alexis Skabelund
451 W Bobier Dr
Vista CA 92083-1906
United States
Hello friends...
So transfers were yesterday (Monday), and Sister Duering had such a hard time saying goodbye to everyone. This is her "greenie area" aka her first area and she did not want to leave! She was in tears all day and night long. But on the plus side, she is getting transferred to the best ward ever, the MURRIETA ward!! Yes, she is going to my last ward! She will absolutely love the people there. I'm kinda jealous of her. haha. I'll miss that crazy girl. We already decided that we are going to come back and visit the mission together (first Palomar, then Murrieta)!
My new companion is Sister Watson. I was so happy when the zone leaders told me that she would be my companion...I met her in the MTC, so we came out together! She is such a doll and one of the sweetest sisters ever. We are going to see so many miracles together!
We had dinner with the Bishop and his wife, and two cute little old ladies that they invited over, Jo and Anne. They are both non members and SUPER old, but they are still sassy as ever and walking around! Anne will be celebrating her 100th birthday next February, and Jo is 95. I HUGGED A CENTRY OLD LADY! crazy. Anyways, we shared a story about a man who sacrificed his four year old son in order to save a train full of people. We related it to how Heavenly Father gave His Only Begotten Son for us! The spirit was amazing and we left them in tears.
Here is the story:
"There was once a bridge which spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing a train to cross it.
A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed. One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance through the dimming twilight and caught sight of the trainlights. He stepped to the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance when he was to turn the bridge. He turned the bridge into position, but to his horror, he found the locking control did not work. If the bridge was not securely in position it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came onto it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This would be a passenger train with many people aboard.
He left the bridge turned across the river, and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually. He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on this man’s strength.
Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. “Daddy, where are you?” His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him. His first impulse was to cry out to the child, “Run! Run!” But the train was too close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time. The man almost left his lever to run and snatch up his son and carry him to safety. But he realized that he could not get back to the lever. Either the people on the train or his little son must die.
He took a moment to make his decision.The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware.
Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging tightly to the locking lever long after the train had passed. They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how he had sacrificed their son.
Now if you comprehend the emotions which went this man’s heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to darken when His Son died? How does He feel when we speed along thru life without giving a thought to what was done for us thru Jesus Christ? When was the last time you thanked him for the sacrifice of His son?" -Elder Fuller, Philippines CefuCity Mission.
I know that Christ lives and loves you. Heavenly Father is watching over you and already gave everything for you! Just follow Him. He offers peace!
LOVE YOU ALL.
♥ Sister Alexis Skabelund451 W Bobier Dr
Vista CA 92083-1906
United States
