March 10, 2014

Dear family,

Dad, I love that talk. It's called "His Grace is Sufficient" I cannot tell you how many times I have been encouraged to read that talk.

So I read it and honestly I didn't understand it. It wasn't until I understood the Atonement that I could understand a little bit about Grace. Sometimes I just
get so confused. I love that talk. It has been presented in a lot of sacrament meetings that I have attended here.

Grace is something we asked about a lot on the doorstep. "Do you believe in Grace?" and of course we're like yeah man! So I understand

bits and pieces. I just need to study it more, but you summary helped. :)

This week has been really good. Nothing amazing really  happened. We just did a lot of tracting and I was like man...I am back in Le Mars!

I was able to see a little bit of progression with me as a missionary because usually I am scared out of my mind to go tracting but now it

doesn't scare me at all. I am not worried about what I have to say or anything I am just enjoying getting to know the people here and bearing testimony of

Christ. I was reflecting on how teaching is getting easier and easier and how slowly I am FINALLY getting  most of this mission thing down. Most. For sure
not all. But yeah.

So on Tuesday night I was laying in bed thinking. Just thinking about random questions I had about the gospel or about other things. Then I went to sleep and sure
enough in District Mtg that next morning everything I was thinking about was answered by the trainings that were giving. I was like oh my goodness gracious if I didn't know
there was a God this would be kind of creepy...:) I just love it when that happens. 

Oh another cool thing that happened this week was we taught an Atheist. Her name is Rose. She was really neat. SO HARD to teach her. After the lesson I felt horrible. Horrible

as in very sad for her. She said she was willing to pay for her own sins and that she doesn't need Christ as her "crutch".  She viewed religion as a comfort thing
that people use to deal with mortality. It made me SO sad. All I could do was testify of Christ and testify of how much my Savior means to me. Every time we did that
she was like "I'm glad you have found comfort in your religion." She wouldn't even let us pray. We asked her if she has ever prayed and she said I am just talking to myself

there is no need to pray. I am just thankful that I was raised in such way to have a foundation of knowing that I am daughter of a Heavenly Father. I was created by Him. My goal is
to return home to Him.  Although it was a hard lesson it strengthened my testimony that my religion is not a comfort thing that is my go to when I am having a hard time. It's
everything about me. It's who I am. She is in our area book now and I pray sisters who come after me will pray and know when the right time would be to go back to her

and she will come to know the Savior. I know she will. :) Eventually.

Ha, so it has been really nice here. Like in the 60's. So we went to Holmes Lake to go street contacting. Like the actual lake. It's really weird to go to a lake not surrounded by mountains.

Anyway and some other missionaries from a church called G.L.O.W. were there. They walked up to us and started preaching. They started to hand us a pamphlet and I was like

if we take your pamphlet will you take this book? They said yes and we gave them the BOM. It was cool though because we listened to them and we agreed with what  they had to say
as far as Christ and everything. They went a little of the deep end when they got to Adam and Eve I was like whoa where are you pulling this from? What Bible did you read?! But anyway

it just reminded me of the 11 Art of Faith. How we allow freedom of worship and such. I am just thankful we live somewhere where we can have that freedom to be whatever we want to
be. And that's okay. :)

So yeah. We've met a ton of interesting people this week. But yeah. We're just doing our thing.

Love ya'll and have a good week.

Love, Sister Curfew