I am typing this up as we are driving to
Aberdeen. We are going to instruct on the same points we have instructed
everywhere else. We are teaching the School of Practical Excellence. We go to
the zones and share with them how they can learn and improve through practical
teaching and role playing. We mostly go over the role of the Holy Ghost in conversion
with them so they can apply it to their teaching.
It’s been a great week. We “moves planned”
with President last week because he is in Budapest for a Mission Presidents
seminar this week. We hopefully have everything sorted for moves and things
should be in place ready to go. There are a few tickets that we need to buy for
ferries and planes but other than that we are sorted.
Elder Lampropoulos is going to the doctors
today so we gave him a blessing last night. I LOVE giving blessings. They are
so amazing. I always take a minute and allow my mind to go blank then the
spirit starts to whisper everything I need to say. I don’t get exact phrases. I
just get ideas that start flowing through me. It is an incredible experience.
It is a tremendous blessing to get to do works in the name of Christ. I am very
humbled when I give blessings because it helps me realize that I am never in
control; I am just the mouthpiece.
It has been a humbling few weeks. I am going through
the refiner’s fire. Both physically and spiritually. My body is falling apart.
I know why missions are only two years, and it’s because we can’t handle
anything else. I am going to come home on a stretcher. I remember at the
beginning of my mission the sun would break through the window in Belfast at
around 6, and I would naturally wake up refreshed and rejuvenated and I would
just lie there and contemplate the existence of man. Now I wake up at 6:30 and
I cannot for the life of me open my eyes. A tiny troll comes and glues my face
together while I sleep. If I stop moving during the day, then I will struggle
to stay awake. When I am at my computer doing office work, I need to do things
that keep me awake. Sister Dent (she’s part of the office staff) bought a nerf
gun and will randomly shoot us throughout the day. She also finds pictures of
me and thinks they are hilarious so she will print them off or crop my face
onto someone wearing a tutu. She is wild and wonderful! J
My mission is incredible. I love being here.
This has been the greatest time of my life so far. I know I still have a while
left, but I just applied for college and I am sad that I will leave this soon.
In the mission field when someone goes home we call it “dying” and I honestly
feel like I am dying. This is holy and sacred ground. This is the land where I
met my Saviour. I thought I came here to teach the gospel, but I really came
here so He could heal me. Oh, He is wonderful.
I love you, but above all, I love Him.
Elder Crowe
