Wednesday, April 8, 2015

{Freely} 8/10/2014


"He knows what we feel these night, with every step we take he's by
our side. Open your heart, please just let him have a chance. He will
be your savior." -Elder Purcell

They say on a mission you have a turning point. Where you won't want
to leave. When I started my mission I didn't believe this. I had many
challenges. I cried many times those first eight months. I had never
been away from my family, and my family is very close. There were days
I asked myself if I could go on. I remember P-days used to be hard for
me. I loved talking to my family but it made it harder to be away. I
was missing things. One Monday night in April we had FHE, I left and
just started bawling. My companion and I were standing outside our
building with two other missionaries. They asked if I was okay. I
looked at them and said I honestly don't think I can do this. The one
looked back at me and said, "sister Lee I promise it'll be worth it."
August 10, 2014 we had a fireside at our chapel in flushing. There
were many talented missionaries who came and sang songs and played
instruments. It was beautiful. Then these two elders got up and played
and sang a song that the one had written back in high school. This
song struck me so hard. It was the most amazing thing I had heard. I
recorded it. I went home that night and listened to it again and
again. I was so overcome with the spirit. I wanted to cry but I
couldn't. I was too happy. This was it. The switch. The turning point
of my mission.
November 15 we had a meeting at the mission office. I was privileged
to hear them play and sing this song once again. The words again
pierced me. On December 24 I was able to confront these two
missionaries and tell them how grateful I was for this song. It truly
to me shaped my mission and I felt forgiven. But I don't think that
small thank you will be enough to repay them.
I know the atonement of Jesus Christ is real. I know that he FREELY
gave his life for us so we could have eternal happiness. I now also
know the words of president Gordon Hinckley are true when he said,
"you will shed more tears leaving your mission, then you did going to
your mission."

Enjoy this song and I hope you can get out of it a piece of what I did 🎶❤️





Tuesday, February 10, 2015

{One year in New York} 2/10/2015


"Let your faith show!" -Russell M. Nelson 





February 10, 2014. I left
the MTC at 3:30 that cold winter morning. I got on a bus filled with
other missionaries. We drove to the airport. I got out of the bus. We
went inside. I was alone. I was the only one going to New York. I was
afraid. I called my family. I wake them up. They are so excited to
hear from me. I cry. I call my grandmother. It's the day of my
grandfathers funeral. She is happy to hear from me. I fly to Georgia.
I wait. I fly to New York. I walk outside. I don't know who I should
look for. It's my first time in New York. "Taxi! You need a taxi?" So
much smoke. So many people. I wait. I don't know what to do. In the
distance I see people walking toward me. They look friendly. They
wave. There are five of them. They come up to me. "Hello sister lee,
I'm your trainer sister Dean!" We hug. We go get in the car. She is
wearing a Spanish name tag. I'm confused. "I thought you were my
trainer?" I saidShe laughs, "yes I am, I used to be Spanish but since
you are the first Chinese speaking sister I was chosen to train you.
We will be learning Chinese together." The missionaries up front are
laughing. "I didn't know I was the first."We go to the mission
president's house. Him and his wife are so loving. We go out to
dinner. P.F. Changs. We go to the high school. There is a basketball
game. Their daughter is singing the national anthem. We leave. We go
to their house. I'm the only new missionary. We watch our mission
video. This is so real. We share our testimonies. I say the closing
prayer. In Chinese. We get ready for bed. We go to bed. "I love you
sister Lee," says sister Dean. I roll over and close my eyes.

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One of my favorite singers recently released a song that goes a
little something like this, "when we first dropped our bags on
apartment floors. Took our broken hearts put them in a drawer.
Everybody here wants something more." I couldn't help but think this
is what I have experienced the last year of my life. I came to a
foreign place I had always dreamed of coming to. New York City. I was
put into an apartment to live with different people I have just barely
known. These people are now my best-friends. I took my broken heart
and put it away. Focusing on the people surrounding me. Helping them
search for and find what it is they have been looking for. I love this
work and I am so grateful and blessed to have been here for the last
year of my life. I look forward to what the future holds!

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

{God is LOVE} 1/13/15





Sometimes it's so easy to lose sight of the big picture. Something goes wrong and you feel like giving up. I already messed up so what's the point in fixing it? Nobody cares about me. I remember feeling this way just a few times throughout my life. I felt hopeless. I didn't know where to turn. I had people that loved me. A lot. But I felt like giving up. I remember reading my scriptures once in a while. But never consistently. Maybe that one Sunday I would go to church every few months. I had a friend. A very close friend. I remember my junior year of high school she would start texting me every night. All she would send me was a scripture. Those scriptures pushed me through. They helped me strive to be better. Because she shared with me I wanted to share with others. When I would receive these texts I felt gods love. I knew it was always there but I didn't feel worthy enough to accept it. Now from this friends example to me I have the opportunity to help others. I can share with them the scriptures she shared with me. I can help them know how much God loves them. For God is love. I know I am a
daughter of God. No matter how far away we may feel. He always loves
us. He sent his son to take away our pains and sorrows. To help us
become all that we can be. We weren't sent here to be perfect. But we were sent here to improve. If you want to know more about gods love for you, ask below! <3

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

{EMBARK} 2015

"And behold, I tell you these things that ye may learn wisdom; that ye may learn that when ye are in the service of your fellow beings ye are only in the service of your God."-Mosiah 2:17





Service. The action of helping or doing work for someone. Embark. To begin a important course. Social media. Websites and applications that enables users to create and share content or participate in. What are we participating in when we get online? We are participating in one of gods greatest tools to us. We not only have the opportunity to share or "like" others posts. But we can create our own. 
When we serve others we are only serving our God. 
"Hey guys so we are going to use three hours Monday to help a member in another ward move." The elder said. 
"No," I thought as I knew that this was preparation day and I wanted to relax. I was so upset. Over something so little. Monday came around and we showed up at the house. There were things not packed and the woman was stressed. We started working as fast as we could. As we kept going I felt the anger leave me. I started smiling. I started laughing. We started talking to eachother. We got her house completely empty. She was overwhelmed as she looked at us and said, "thank you, I couldn't have done this without you." 
Sometimes we don't always want to do what we are told or asked to do. But from this experience, I have a much stronger testimony on service. I know that as we put the lord first and help others we become happier in the process. 
So let's take this challenge that we have been given and embark in the service of God using the tools that we have been given.