Welcome!
Are you ready for an unforgettable journey? Well
then, let this adventure and marvelous work begin!
To
borrow a verse from The Holy Bible in John 1:46, “Can there any
good thing come out of”...Salt Lake City? An invitation is
extended to you. “Come and see.”
Building
on a theme of “inspired good fun” found in the book, Oh the
Places You'll Go!, it is my hope that together we may encourage one another with positive thoughts,
share uplifting stories, words of wisdom, kindness, and comfort, and find personal
inspiration, while I serve a mission for God. During this time, let
us look for a Loving Father in Heaven's gentle guiding hand, and the many
wonderful surprises He has in mind for us. I have a feeling we will
find extraordinary events begin to happen within and around us, if we
allow Him to enter our lives.
As Dr. Suess would say:
So...
We're
off to Great Places!
Today
is our day!
Our
mountain is waiting.
So...let's
get on our way!
Have a very special Valentine's Day!
***
Please
enjoy the pictures taken during the past two weeks, and a letter
written to my friends from Church. I will share stories for these
pictures as time permits. :-)
***
(written 2-10-13)
Dear Friends,
I couldn't let another week go by without writing.
I
LOVE my mission and I am doing GREAT! Yes, it's cold in Salt Lake,
but because of your sage advice and preparation, I stay comfortably
dry and warm. Weatherproof boots and a hooded long coat are my
lifesavers! I look like a small and dark version of the Michelin Man,
but I don't care.
Can
you believe that I am already into week two? This has been an
incredible experience thus far. Most of the time has been spent
organizing myself, my new home, and work space. It takes a lot of
effort to do this, but it has already proven to be worthwhile.
A few days ago, two Sisters stopped by in the evening unexpectedly.
I recognized one of them, Sister Olah, and the other I did not.
She wanted to know if I could help my neighbor, Sister Allred.
Because I had already settled into my new dwelling, and put away
most of my things, I was able to provide these Sisters with my time,
attention, and a clean, calm place of respite. Sister Allred felt
so at ease, that she stayed until late that night, and has
returned a few times since. Now, I am preparing my space at work.
You
probably want to hear about Training, right? Well, as you already
know, sadly I was not send to the MTC. Heavenly Father knows best,
and His plans are always better than mine. Instead of spending
time in a building miles away that, as one smart Sister shared,
“smells like 19 year old boys”, I had the privilege of receiving
instruction in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building (JSMB). It
elegantly stands only a few short blocks away from where I live.
Week 1: Each morning began with a Devotional Meeting at 7:30, which included a scripture, an inspirational thought for the day, watching a few humorous video clips, and a deeply touching prayer. First we assembled in a presentation room on the 10th floor, over-looking the East side of the city. Later we moved to our mission's main office located in the third floor. We received one-on-one training for the most current Genealogy and Family History software programs, in order to work on our own Personal Ancestry File (PAF).
My
trainer was Sister Carlisle, and we were divinely matched! She asked
why I was only getting one week of training with her, instead of the
standard two. I was not aware of that difference, but knowing it made
me want to grasp the knowledge even faster than usual. Sister
Carlisle was the best! She was quick, thorough, and fun! She
had a quote pinned on her wall that read, “This is 'serious'
'fun'!!!”- and it was!
Speaking
of standard, I now understand that there is nothing “standard” or
usual about this mission. Whatever you might have imagined pertaining
to a mission, let that thought go. That's what I have learned to
do. I also learned to stay alert, and become aware of God's special
and subtle surprises, gifts, and blessings.
Here is an example:
Little
did I know that for the first week, I was temporarily placed with a
group of Church Service Missionaries (CSMs). [They are different
from Full Time Missionaries (FTMs), and our Mission is comprised of
both.] They were part of the January 2013 Group, and because I was
training with them, I was adopted into their unit. On Friday, I
“graduated” with them. We celebrated with a lovely Devotional
Meeting in the Chapel of the JSMB, a “honey butter” social, and a
group picture. [I'll explain the “honey butter” another
time.] It was a wonderfully yummy morning!
After
the festivities, I was asked to return to the training area. Why?
Because I now needed to meet “my” group! I am part of the
February 2013 group, even though I am not training with them.
“Interesting... unusual... different... oh well”, I thought. What
difference would it make anyway, right? Upon arriving at the Training
Zone, I was warmly greeted by a welcoming line of trainers, all of
them! This wasn't just for me of course. It was for my
group, February 2013. Because I arrived in the middle
of the last group's training, I had missed this special part of
orientation. You can imagine the fun we had “introducing”
ourselves, and the jest of being summoned back after
graduating only a half hour prior.
So
here come the surprises, gifts, and blessings! We took an official
group picture, and then were explained the (special-to-me) features
of being a part of February 2013. Firstly, this is our Activity
Group's name. Secondly, it denotes our church ward, or actually our
branch. We are a missionary branch of about 200 FTMs! Our
group has the privilege of attending church in the JSMB! Which
means we are next door to the Temple! As a matter of fact, one
of the Sunday School rooms has windows looking out at the Temple. And
Relief Society, it is held in a small ballroom! Someone
pinch me!
Once
again, I am given the opportunity to recognize and acknowledge
Heavenly Father's loving gifts. We may understand that He is
aware of us, but these sweet surprises, genuine and personalized
“tender mercies” are truly very special blessings to me.
They go above and beyond what I could have imagined, but
they are evidence that my Father knows...me, little me, one
of millions of His beloved children. I find that what is
most important to Him, what shows the most gratitude and honor to
Him, is that I know Him. I know my Father in Heaven, and yes,
at times I too call Him Abba... dear, tender, and beloved Father.
Isn't
February a lovely month? I think so. I will appreciate it
differently now, and cherish it as never before. I love it!
Happy Birthday to all those celebrating this month. You are
sweethearts! To the rest, may you find true love in God, our
Eternal Father, and in His Son, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost.
(The First Article of Faith) May we be forever blessed with this
knowledge.
Understanding
this simple principle is critical. It tells us of the nature of
God, the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and that we are not left alone
during this time of separation, this journey called life. Thank you,
Bishop Blonquist, for guiding us to the Articles of Faith this year.
I know that if we live our faith, we will love our Heavenly Father
more, and draw ever closer to our Brother and Savior, Jesus Christ.
I
send you my gratitude, love, and joy, and impart them in the sacred
name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
With
warm wishes,
Sister
Binkhurst
P.S.
The January/February Group intermingling reminds me of the blessings
I received by participating in both Westlake Family/YSA Wards. A warm
hello and thank you to the awesome YSA Ward! Stay strong!
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