Dear Friends and Family,
I realized that I always put all the spiritual things that I learned during the week at the end of my letter, but there are really the most important things that happened all week so I am going to switch things up. We had our Bellevue South Stake conference this weekend and it was like an encore to General Conference. It was that good. I learned that personal revelation is essential for our individual salvation. I learned that Family History is VITAL for our own salvation. We can't be saved without our ancestors and they can't be saved without us. I learned that I need to feel something when I pray. I learned that there have to be doubts in order for faith to exist. It's just learning to lean on the faith, reaching out to the Author of Hope instead of turning to the Father of Lies. I learned that all of us, including ancient and latter-day prophets are people with follies. There has only been one through all of history that is perfect; and we call Him our Savior, our Brother. I learned that I can understand all of these doctrines with my head, but it's when I KNOW them with my heart that they become truly beautiful. I know through the warm impressions in my heart and the enlightenment in my mind that the Gospel is REAL. He is REAL!
Sister Partridge and I seem to attract all the "spiritual" people of the mountain, or at least they are the most willing to talk to us. They all believe in Christ, but live a more Buddhist/Eastern philosophy life style, and don't want to be associated with any religion. It's been a very interesting experience. One of those people is Brian. He has been taught and dropped more than several times by lots of missionaries over the last five years. But we feel that we need to keep talking with him right now. We made some headway with him last week. I felt inspired to share Moroni 10 with him where it talks about spiritual gifts. It totally clicked with him. The awesome part was right after I read it, a very large tree in the forest in front of his house felt down. There was no warning, there was no wind, there was no one chopping it down, it just cracked and like the sound of thunder it fell down. He took that as a major spiritual sign or rather a confirmation of truth. That's when he started reading the
Book of Mormon again. He grew up Baptist and really hated it, but he has kept his belief in Jesus Christ and in prayer. In the last 10-15 years, he studied with Native American Shamans and became a spiritual healer. We have been finding that there is a lot of truth to what he believes, he just sees it in a different way. We are still trying to figure out how to help him see the importance of the priesthood and the organization of the church. He is a really great guy though. We love talking to Brian...he even feeds us Fig Newtons! But they are a special gluten free brand called Figgies and Jammies! haha
We officially moved. The Collin's family moved out and we had to move out the very next day. We moved to the other side of our area and live with a single lady in our ward named Sister Ewer. I thought it was so funny when I put it in the GPS because it says, "Arriving at Ewer house." haha Anyway, it's a lot smaller and cozier. It's like staying in a little cabin. And she keeps it ultra clean which makes me ultra happy!
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