tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29615585699048703602024-03-21T12:20:53.390-07:00a bit of hermanaMargohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-71112309950036251032012-04-24T16:44:00.001-07:002012-04-24T17:01:13.490-07:00Missing Ecuador Already!I think you all know that I am going to MISS Ecuador. I love this country, people, and place. Even before I got here, I decided I was going to love it and knew that it would hurt to leave this place. So many memories and so much love. <br />
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Saturday afternoon we saw a group of kids playing. I could not help but laugh when we saw that they were playing with empty plastic litter bottles on long strings. I am not sure what the game was but I think it had something to do with seeing how loud you could hit your plastic bottle on the ground and how high up you could throw the string. I love it! The kids here have to get a lot more creative.</div>
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I know that I belong to the Lord´s Church on Earth. I am called by a true prophet of God, President Monson. The Book of Mormon is the word of God and is another testament of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I am thankful for our Savior because He did what none of us could do. And He did it because He loves us and He loves our Heavenly Father. He is our perfect example. He leads this Church and has blessed and guided me all my life. My mission has been the greatest blessing and choice in my life.</div>
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Let`s just say the reality of going home is somewhat overwhelming, but never fear, I am excited for the next journey in my life. I know that there is always a great adventure to be had. In my moments of doubt, I repeat ¨The BEST is yet to be* and I know it is true! My mission will be the foundation for my life. As with the foundation of a house, no one sees it nor knows how it is made. The true test is in how the house holds up. I have never heard anyone comment on a house foundation to say just how beautiful it is-rather they comment on the actual house. But without the foundation the house would never exist. So, I am thankful for the experiences I have had. ALL of them. I agree with the Lord in that all things work out for the best for those that trust in Him. </div>
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The week started with the biggest thunder and lightening storm I have seen in my mission. It was incredible! We first heard thunder and thought that we were being bombed or something! It was insane. The streets all flooded and we prayed that the cars would stay on the road. We were protected. We faced the rain with our oversized jehovah witness umbrellas and big smiles. </div>
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I am trying to enjoy all of the fruit that soon will not be so available. I am also discovering possible reasons that the fruit is not exported to the U.S. The list I have come up with¨</div>
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1. When the fruit gets ripper and is on the verge of going bad, little clear worms appear. How are they born inside of the fruit¿ I still do not understand.</div>
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2. The cost. Some fruit here is very expensive. Also very delicious and excellent for the digestive system.</div>
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Yesterday I talked in Church. I talked about how I worked in my Dad`s office before my mission and got to know him and his work. It is the same now. I am in the Lord`s work and I have gotten to know my Heavenly Father. There is only one way to know Him--it is to work with Him. In His work I have experienced great joy! Heavenly Father lives and loves each one of His children. I love Him and His work.</div>
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</div><div>I am feeling a whole lot of emotions right now and it is somewhat overwhelming! haha. First off, as I am writing every word is being underlined in red saying that it is mispelled. That is interesting....A reminder that I am still in Ecuador! :) Another reminder is the nightly garbage truck that passes. It is so funny because I believe the music that plays is a tune from Disneyland. It is a really loud, happy song. It puts me in a really good mood...like I am in Disneyland when really I am in the city streets of Ecuador...What do the two have in common? I am not sure apart from the music!</div><div><br />
</div><div>I remember that when I started my mission, I lived in the apartment where all of the hermanas who were ending their mission would arrive just before going home. I got to see the difference between how the missionaries ended their missions. I made the decision that I would finish strong and give it my all! It is true, at the end of a mission, one feels a bit more tired and often has a bit of odd health things happen (stories to come in the future), but I also feel like a brand new missionary again in some ways. </div><div> </div><div>I feel like a brand new missionary because every contact, invitation, lesson, Sacrament Meeting, is a reminder that I will soon no longer be doing what I do now! I do not know how to explain it, but yesterday as we taught the Word of Wisdom, I wondered to myself, How many more times would I teach the word of wisdom and testify of the blessings?! I know I will always share the gospel- with family, friends, and others, but it will just not be the same. I wonder if I will end every conversation with ¿Se bautizará? :) I am striving to complete with the life changing calling that I currently have. </div><div><br />
</div><div>The rain is dying down a bit-- it is not raining every day all day anymore, but rather spontaneously. It has given us a good opportunity to serve others. We carry our large umbrellas with us and then when we see a person getting wet, we run up to help them and share with them the gospel. We found a great youth doing this. I love how the Lord works. </div><div><br />
</div><div>This morning I was thinking about how thankful I am for the Restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ and His priesthood authority. I am thankful for the worthy priesthood holders who have shown me the righteous, humble way to serve the Lord and exercise His power. Not all of those who have the priesthood treat it with the same respect or treat women with such love and respect. And I am thankful for Dad and Grandpa and many other priesthood holders who strive to do as Christ would and be as He is. </div><div><br />
</div><div>I love my Savior Jesus Christ and I know that He lives. His hand is in His work and I cannot deny it! I have witnessed His miracles often. He is all powerful, all knowing, and certainly merciful and loving. </div><div><br />
</div><div>love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-54400730654544176872012-03-19T15:12:00.000-07:002012-03-19T15:12:12.724-07:00First Day of My Last Change!Hola!<br />
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Today I begin the first day of my last change. President M. says it is very important to measure ourselves and know where we are at in the mission. I have a lot of mixed emotions. <br />
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I am in the same house where I spent the first eight months of my mission. It is pretty much the same--only more space because I will live alone with my companion instead of living with the mission nurses as well (maybe just a bit more company of cucarachas...It is a interesting that in my 6th grade class we observed cucarachas for our science experiments. I have no idea why we were studying them, but now I see it was all part of the Lord`s plan. Surely His thoughts are not mine nor His ways, but I am a big fan of His plan. I no longer am afraid of cucarachas. Or at least I prefer cucarachas to spiders). <br />
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I am so excited for this change. I am going to be training a new missionary! Her first name is Olga. Not that I will ever call her by her first name, but I already like her. I am excited to be back, see my converts and the members, eat the delicious food here, buy bread in the panaderias, and find the people I did not find the last time. Please pray so that we quickly find the elect and that we can help them accept the fulness of the gospel through baptism. Pronto! Or maybe we will find some of the same people as last time and that would be wonderful if now they can be ready. <br />
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My overall feeling is that of gratitude. The people I have been so blessed to meet have changed my life for the better. Yesterday Remigio -- one of my converts that was baptized in September accompanied us to a visit. He shared a testimony so powerful and full of the Spirit that I was nearly brought to tears. I am thoroughly blessed and amazed to be able to see the changes in the lives of these people. Remigio has learned a great deal and is committed to live the principles of the gospel for the rest of his life. Also, Sergio spoke in Sacrament Meeting. I love these people!!!<br />
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The days are passing incredibly quickly and I am determined to live and love each and every one. There are so many blessings to serving a mission. Thank you for your support and love. Have a fabulous week.<br />
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We decided to sit with them and talk to them about the Book of Mormon. We read Alma 36 and invited them to be baptized-- a group of about 6 youth. Not one of them accepted to be baptized and I was completely shocked. I felt that at least one was going to accept. So we invited them to church and Luis accepted to come to church along with another youth. We ended with a prayer and then started talking with Luis. Turns out that about a year ago he was assisting church and wanted to be baptized but his mom refused to sign the permission because he was only 17 years old. She said he could choose when he was 18. Well, the very next day was his birthday and he would be turning 18. Meaning that he no longer needed signed permission. He still did not accept to be baptized but a little bit of fellowshipping with the members later, he happily decided to get baptized! Luis is so happy now and is going to prepare to go on a mission. Yeah! </div><div> </div><div>It was really neat to see how the Lord put us in the right place at the right time in order to meet Luis. Heavenly Father truly knows His children and wants the very best for each of us. His love for us is very individual. </div><div> </div><div>Nothing is wasted in the Lord´s work-- He is always preparing more of His children. Sometimes it is easy to feel that there are not results, but the truth is that often we simply cannot see them right away. The Lord is all knowing and all powerful. </div><div> </div><div>Happy St Patricks Day! </div><div> </div><div>love,</div><div>Hermana Morgan</div><div> </div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-73030386655996158952012-02-22T21:34:00.001-08:002012-02-22T21:41:22.363-08:00Rainy Season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93lmvNivLQjHwMAUMIkHfqfdM3CAIALawjgWnIdTh4cX6ezFWMZ1PfZiO4QE8fbewAK9_e9DTN7x5ekwVIqioGATwaQ4FOlwA7O3WWRiOHZY4YjVKRM_yZWSxpCH9xNIoVe7w70z11fk/s1600/get-attachment-185.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93lmvNivLQjHwMAUMIkHfqfdM3CAIALawjgWnIdTh4cX6ezFWMZ1PfZiO4QE8fbewAK9_e9DTN7x5ekwVIqioGATwaQ4FOlwA7O3WWRiOHZY4YjVKRM_yZWSxpCH9xNIoVe7w70z11fk/s400/get-attachment-185.aspx.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-257242917511237162012-02-22T21:30:00.000-08:002012-02-22T21:30:30.837-08:00No Time To Waste!<div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div id="AOLMsgPart_1_508ed5e0-f028-46d5-9a4f-cefd194c4b71"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><div id="AOLMsgPart_1_508ed5e0-f028-46d5-9a4f-cefd194c4b71"><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Hola,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div> </div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div>Would you believe it? There was another fiesta in Ecuador.</div><div><br />
</div></span></span></span></span></span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">It is Carnival! As we- four gringas- happily strolled down the street, a truck with a bunch of young guys came down the street. We were deep in conversation and I was completely unaware of what was going on. The next thing I know, we are soaked with water. We took a taxi right back to our apartment to take another shower. In another 15 minutes we were talking to Presidente M. on speaker phone as he told us how bad he felt for us :) and then the mission was confined to our apartments Monday and Tuesday.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div><br />
</div><div><span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Last week we had a conference in Guayaquil with other missionaries and I spoke about what it means to be a successful missionary. It was a really interesting experience because during the talk is when I knew what I needed to say. </span></div><div style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I do feel a lot of peace about my mission and know that I have been greatly blessed to be a missionary. It is a joy. I know Heavenly Father loves me and all His children. Now, it is out to work and invite people to come unto Christ today! </span></div><div style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
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The rain invites MANGOS. Mango cake, juice, slices, pancakes, etc. Is your mouth watering yet?!<br />
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We have had some very interesting teaching experiences recently. We were teaching a single mother with our ward missionary leader. She began to tell us all of the problems that she had been through. Big tough problems. I looked to our ward missionary leader and just said, a one liner to fill the silence. I looked to my companion and she looked at me. I started to pray. Then in one instant the words, *Do what is right, let the consequence follow* came to mind. I love this hymn, but I did not remember what the words said in Spanish exactly or in English for that matter. I said, We are going to read the words to hymn number 154 I believe it is. We opened to the song, began reading and tears nearly came to my eyes. The words were EXACTLY PERFECT. I could not get over it. It even mentioned, let the crickets fall. SO PERFECT for Ecuador. </span></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Heavenly Father hears and answers our prayers. He loves all of His children. Through the Holy Ghost, He truly inspires and guides HIS work and HIS glory. Thank heavens for the revelation in the moment. Sometimes we do not have to know what we are going to say before hand...The Lord will guide us.<br />
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Prayer is so important- it is how we come closer to our Father in Heaven. There is great strength and peace in prayer. So we have to help the investigators learn to pray. Little by little they learn and someday they will be converts in the church offering the opening prayer or blessing the Sacrament.<br />
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We saw the funniest sight this week! We were walking at night into the Palmas and we saw a black dog in the middle of the road. A mundane, normal occurrence. As we got closer to the dog, we realized it was waving its front paw. But wait, not only was it waving its front paw but it was also bouncing up and down....in rhythm! With the music that came from the neighbors house. It should have been on Ecuador´s funniest home videos. (If that TV show existed here). Hna C and I could not stop laughing. We arrived at our appointment with great big smiles on our faces. We are anxiously waiting for the next dancing dog sighting.</span></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Love,</span><br />
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The remarkable part is how much this experience applies to the GOSPEL. Everything applies to the gospel. When you live, think, talk, breath Preach my Gospel and the scriptures, gospel ideas are always coming to mind, no? It reminds me of when we have done something wrong, it leaves a stain on our soul. A little splotch, which to oneself may appear unnoticable. But when we come unto Christ, He shows us our weaknesses and our faults. If we let Him, He wraps us in His secure arms of love and mercy and heals us. It is like the soap, bleach, and hot water. Then when one day we feel the presence of the Spirit, it is like that great big warm towel wrapped around us to dry us off and let us begin again. I know that the Savior can heal us. He loves us and knows us. He knows how to help us change and become more like Him.<br />
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Analogies of wetness and dryness are also in mind considering I spent the week.throwing rocks and sticks at dogs to then find myself walking in a mud puddle. I think a layer of mud keeps away the mosquitoes. That is what I am going to keep going with. I love Ecuador!!!!!!<br />
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The members here are really helping us out a ton. We hit a record high this week of 31 lessons with members. It is WAY more fun to teach with members. And I love getting to be with them--they are my friends and there is always something interesting to talk about. Now we need to bring all of these people we are teaching to church. The gran desafio....Please pray for our investigators to come to church this week with broken hearts and contrite spirits. I know your prayers of faith bless the Lord´s work.<br />
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Feliz Año!!!!! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">We enjoyed our lockin for fin de año the most that we could. We set goals and plans for FOUR hours satuday and then sunday designed more plans. We are going to speak more spanish, baptize more blessed children of God, and bring many souls to Christ this year! The New Year is just a little bit crazy here. Seriously. Lots of fireworks, loud, war like explosives with the burning of the large paper mache creations, and lots of partying. It is not the ideal situation to feel the Spirit, but I think Ecuador had fun!</span></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba_tqxl4W2o/TwIEzv0WTzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XOtNy-96xLo/s1600/get-attachment-173.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba_tqxl4W2o/TwIEzv0WTzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XOtNy-96xLo/s320/get-attachment-173.aspx.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
<div>I received the Christmas packages this week. Party in the house! We are thoroughly enjoying the candy and I am going to bring the sweets with me to give to the kids here. The kids always run up to me and start searching my bag for treats. </div><div><br />
</div><div>We were absolutely AMAZED by the vacuum packed cookies from Aaron and Lynn. As soon as they were opened, they were eaten. The cookies were absolutely deeeelicious. Please tell them Thank you thank you so so much. (from Hna C and I). The journal I plan to fill up with these wonderful experiences I am having. It got here just in time--I had just run out of room in my old journal.</div><div></div><div>I thought of you all eating seafood and halibut on Christmas. I love your halibut by the way. We do eat fish here but it is not the same! We eat shrimp, tilapia, albacore tuna, little fish...I don`t know the name, and those are all yummy too.</div><div></div><div>The rain has officially begun!!! This means ABUNDANT mangos, mud, and<b> locusts</b>, I feel like I am in Little House on the Prarie sometimes or in the Good Earth. I love the rain! Oh it also means dancing! Grandma M gave me permission to dance in the rain last year so I believe it is ok. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oFryWo3M4yc/TwIE1sAt45I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ocN5y6Rjv8I/s1600/get-attachment-172.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oFryWo3M4yc/TwIE1sAt45I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ocN5y6Rjv8I/s320/get-attachment-172.aspx.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div></div><div>This past year has been the most wonderful of my life! The most satisfying experience yet. I just know I will treasure the memories of this year forever. I have learned and grown greatly. The year 2011 will go down in my history!!!!! I love the people, especially those who have chosen to follow Christ and be baptized in His Church. It is the only way to have peace in this life and joy in the life to come.</div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Thank you for your love and prayers. </span></div><div>Love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></span></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-16264336225531912282011-12-30T20:15:00.000-08:002011-12-30T20:15:32.579-08:00Christmas Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div>Yeovahny was baptized Friday night. A Christmas miracle! Last Sunday he came to church all on his own once again. He was going to get baptized before but was still going to a little evangelical church in las avispas. But Sunday he told us that he no longer goes to the other church and wanted to be baptized. So Friday when we went to his house to pick him up for his baptism, he was all alone at home. The positive side being that his parents were not home to convince him not to be baptized. The negative side being that he could not leave the house alone because of robbers, traditions, etc. It was up to Hna C and I to find a solution....Hna R was at church waiting for us to come back because the other baptisms were still finishing... so we began praying in our hearts and the neighbor who is somehow related to the family stopped by the house as we were talking to Yeovahny. We convinced her to watch the house for a short time and Yeovahny grabbed his clothes and we hurried to the church. Luckily a bus passed by quickly and we were off to the church by 8:15pm. The baptism was just the first part of the challenge.</div><div> </div><div>Yesterday when we went to Yeovahny´s house, Remigio (recent convert) said that Yeovahny had passed by to tell him that he had to go fish and would meet us at the church. Hna C and I once again began praying. We stopped by other houses, unsuccessfully looking for investigators who all seemed to be asleep or had gone shopping in Guayaquil, and arrived to church in time for the sacrament. We slipped in but did not see Yeovahny anywhere.......but by the end of the Sacrament we looked out of one of the windows and saw YEOVAHNY bringing his bike into the church. We breathed a huge sigh of relief that he was able to be confirmed.</div><div> </div><div>Friday night Ivana also was baptized. She is from the ward and is the 15 year old daughter of a convert. Two weeks ago I met her and her mom in the terminal in Guayaquil. We talked for just a couple minutes and then I invited her to be baptized for Christmas. The odd thing is that she has had the missionary discussions for a long time, even had an interview to be baptized and in the last minute decided not to be baptized. We still do not know what made the difference, but in the terminal she said she would think about it. Last Monday we were passing by her house and stopped to have her brother accompany us to teach a lesson. Then I remembered that we had invited her to be baptized and we needed follow up. We taught her for maybe 15 minutes and to our great surprise, she said YES to be baptized Friday. A miracle. This picture is right after her baptism. Everything was so quick in the service that we did not have the chance to take pictures before. We consider this baptism another Christmas gift. </div><div> </div><div>The other baptisms were Michelle and Ariel. Their mom was baptized last week and they followed her example this weekend. It was really a special experience for the family. The dad and brother are coming to church as well so now we are going to work more with them to help them decide to be baptized!</div><div> </div><div>I am thankful to be a missionary now during this time of my life. It is a great blessing to me. I know more fully that the gospel of Jesus Christ is real and changes lives. I love my Savior and what He did for me and for each of you...for all of those that I love....my brothers and sisters in the US and in Ecuador.</div><div> </div><div> I am thankful for your support and letters.</div><div>love,</div><div> </div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></span></span></div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-62591718277520564402011-12-15T06:52:00.000-08:002011-12-15T06:52:19.015-08:00Christmas is Coming!!<div><div>The geese are getting very plump here. Yum yum.</div><div> </div><div>I met the area health doctor- Elder Henderson. We had a training meeting with all of the sister missionaries in the mission. This is nearly unheard of! But we had the opportunity to listen to Elder Henderson-- he is an ob-gyn and talked about the sister missionary health concerns. It was informative and I felt like I was back in my BYU physiology class or a dietetics class since we were all girls! It was really fun to be with all of the sisters and my old companions. </div><div> </div><div>I bought a watch. My third watch of my mission. Hmm. Maybe from constant usage...lots of SUN....rain...etc. Who knows. But we are really trying to be on time. It is a constant battle because we will be going to a lesson or going to meet a member and then we see someone and just think, MAYBE this person is waiting to be baptized!!! How can we walk by without inviting her to come unto Christ?! I often think of when I was set apart and the blessing said to open my mouth. I have learned to constantly be talking or listening. Listening to the Spirit or to an investigator. Talking to invite, testify, or to ask. </div><div> </div><div> Robert was baptized Saturday and confirmed Sunday. Hna Robison and I sang Away in a Manger in the primary version. The baptism was lovely and many of his family members live in the other ward in which we are working so this worked out great.</div><div> </div><div>Thank you for your continual prayers. </div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div><div> </div><div>P.S. It is odd to think of my homecoming talk. Happy Mother`s day!!!</div><div> </div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-23081831148956111222011-12-10T21:57:00.000-08:002011-12-10T21:57:37.451-08:00Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Merry Christmas!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">It is official. Christmas time is coming. I heard from one of the sets of zone leaders that we will be locked in Saturday night, go to church Sunday, and return back to our apartments for the rest of the day. It will be fun to wish you all a Feliz Navidad, prospero año y felicidad!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Sometimes the difficult part is in helping people see all that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints offers. For example, God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. So, it makes perfect sense that God always calls His prophets to teach His children for their specific needs. Also, the New Testament talk about baptism not being complete without the laying on of hands to communicate the gift of the Holy Ghost. THIS is ESSENTIAL for our Salvation. Those who inherit the Kingdom of God will have the Spirit with them. Another point, many people are confused about the Resurrection and the judgment day. These truths are fundamental. Those who say we will not ever be reunited with our bodies after the death, deny the whole plan of God. One of the central purposes of this earth life is to receive a physical body. This life would serve for nothing if we could not receive our bodies again. God sent His only Begotten Son to die for us so that we may live with Him again. Those who deny the resurrection of all mankind, deny that Christ suffered for our sins and that He lives once again. The restored gospel of Jesus Christ has the answers that we need to fully comprehend our earth life. It answers the true nature of God. These truths, so basic, are distorted in the teachings and ideas of man. So, God in His love for us, has called His prophets once again to help us return to His presence.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">This is what I was thinking and feeling yesterday as we watched to Christmas Devotional. Those who I have taught and have gotten baptized have testimonies that are just developing. They do not understand all of the scriptures or the Restoration, but they have felt the truth. Just as Adam and Eve offered sacrifices without knowing why, these faithful, elect children of God have gotten baptized with minimal knowledge but lots of faith. Faith due to obedience to the commandments of God.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">I have heard now many commentaries of other believes and religions. I have had to relearn the fundamental truths of the restored gospel to recognize exactly where and how I believe what I do. As we tell our investigators in the first lesson, the understanding of our message cannot come in just one visit. It will come by the study of the scriptures, prayer, experience, and keeping the commandments of God.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">All is well here! Hector, who was baptized in April just wrote me and told me he finished reading the Book of Mormon and thanked me for recommending it. I loved that he put it this way. I recommend the Book of Mormon to everyone! hehe. Johanna who was baptized just a week ago shared her testimony yesterday in church. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Robert this week told us about the difficult things that have happened this year and said that the only good thing that has happened is that God sent us to visit him. Because of that, he knows God loves him. WOW. It is really neat to be an instrument in the Lord`s hands. It is because of Heavenly Father`s love for His children that He guides us to them.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">We are still in the two sectors....A little interesting. Ok a lot interesting. Taxis, buses, two sets of district and zone leaders... But I am all up for the adventure!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Today for lunch we ate sopa de pescado con mani and arroz of course con seco de carne de res. delicious! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Sending lots of love and sun!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-74166144412899827022011-11-22T20:44:00.000-08:002011-11-22T20:45:30.491-08:00Transfers<div>This week has been absolutely unlike any other. Monday night, we received transfer calls and at 6am Tuesday we left to Guayaquil. Hna Lara is now in Machala (four hours from here) and it was sad to say goodbye. We really have had some very special experiences together as companions. I will always be thankful for her dedication to the work. I then joined up with my friends-- The mission nurses! </div><div></div><div>I then went to the training for the new missionaries and found out that my companion did not arrive! She is still in the Provo MTC because she got sick and has to wait to come. All week I was in Guayaquil in the office with the nurses. That was interesting because I was not planning on spending the night there...and I ended up staying in Guayaquil until Saturday morning. And what a different mission life in the office. Wow. I have a lot of appreciation for all that they do for the sickies of the mission. Saturday, Hna Needham, one of the missionaries had to go home because she fractured her foot or something like that. Saturday I was sent back home with her companion, Hna Robison. <br />
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Hna Robison and I are now companions! She is from SLC, UT and got here one change ago. We do not know if it is permanent or what will happen but we are enjoying ourselves. She is in the bordering sector to mine so we are working in both sectors for now and will wait to see if we are assigned new companions or if we are assigned to work in just one of our sectors. Yesterday at 10am we left my investigators at my church building and went in taxi to Hna Robison`s ward to give talks. I talked about the how we must share the gospel because we are all children of God. Also, that our knowledge of the Plan of Salvation makes us accountable to share the message of the Restoration. I am thankful for the principles that my parents and grandparents have taught me and it is my desire that the converts I have taught will likewise teach their children the principles of the gospel. <br />
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Saturday we got back in time to see our baptisms. Thanks to my excellent zone leaders and ward members, Sergio was able to be baptized!!!!!! </div><div></div><div>I hope that you have a fabulous Thanksgiving. I will be eating lots of rice and perhaps fish for Thanksgiving. I am most thankful at this time of year for my family, the gospel of Jesus Christ, and the opportunity to share the gospel!!! </div><div><br />
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</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-70108247788355278592011-11-19T07:09:00.000-08:002011-11-19T07:12:05.116-08:00Thankful!!!<div><div>Hola hola hola to one and all,</div><div></div><div>Yesterday when it started raining here, I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the cold. I almost could feel it. So far, even if it rains, it is warm. Oh I love this place. :) </div><div></div><div>Some of our mamitas have turkeys waddling around and I am wondering if they will kill them for the Christmas season. </div><div></div><div>Last week, for PDay we went to the center to look for Ecuador stuff. But, shortly thereafter we found Christmas trees and I broke down and bought two!!!!! They are beautiful little trees with lights and we bought sparkly ribbon to put on it. We are happy for our trees. Small as they might be, they are special reminders. Primarily of the birth of Jesus Christ.</div><div></div><div>This week an organization from the U.S. came to give clothes and toys to children here. They had asked that the missionaries help out, so in response to their request, we went to help handout these gifts and sing church songs. I realized that this was a very nice, generous gesture, but I also felt a deep sense of gratitude for the great calling that I have currently. I do not simply hand out toys to children, but I share the true gospel of Jesus Christ. The gospel of Jesus Christ that heals hearts, comforts the abused, and offers us HOPE to change our lives. Through this restored gospel, we can be baptized, receive the gift of the Holy Ghost and by continuing faithful, enter in God´s presence with our families. Can I just say that I am so thankful to be a missionary for our Savior Jesus Christ! It is a beautiful work.</div><div></div><div>Yesterday in church one of our converts, was asked to share his testimony of his conversion. I was touched by his simple testimony. He stated with emotion in his voice that he has had a drastic change in his life. It is true! Saturday he will be interviewed to receive the Melchezidek (oh no....I do not remember how to spell that!) Priesthood. He was baptized September 3rd and is a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Yesterday we went with him to talk to more of his brothers who are living the ways of the world....I pray that in the future they will fully accept the gospel and experience the wonderful change that their brother has had.</div><div> Love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div><div></div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-16430382454582245912011-11-02T07:54:00.000-07:002011-11-02T07:54:16.840-07:00Happy Halloween!<div><div><span style="font-size: small;">Happy Halloween mis queridos zapallos! </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size: small;">Yesterday when we were teaching we used Genesis 39 to teach about the way we can flee from temptations. We are working with a man to help him stop drinking acohol. This seems to be a very common theme- teaching about the Word of Wisdom and helping them leave behind addictions and habits. I am thankful that Jesus Christ suffered even for our temptations. Even if I have never experienced the challenges of these people, I know that Christ has and that He knows exactly how to give them relief. I have felt the Spirit tell us exactly what to say or share to help others recognize the healing power of the Atonement of Jesus Christ.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size: small;">Yesterday, Hna Lara and I walked with long branches in one hand and rocks in the other. Just in case the pack of dogs decided to do more than bark loudly. haha. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size: small;">It is heating up in Milagro but we are working through the sun and I am loving it here. The members are wonderful and help us out a ton. Our Bishop is all about focusing on helping the converts and I love this. Yesterday a member took us to the house of his cousin to teach her. It was so fun. The lesson went something like this, Do you believe that God hears your prayers? 15 minutes of stories. Would you read this scripture? reads... What can you do to prepare in this life to meet God? 15 minutes of feelings and experiences. Ok ¿Se bautizarà? 15 minutes of questions, and a hopeful response. This is an exagerration of the lesson but something like that. The people here are sooo loving and kind to us, and I feel grateful to serve among a people that believes in God and wants to be close to Him. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size: small;">I know that Jesus Christ is the head of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know He lives and loves us. I know He wants us to be able to live with Him again someday. He is so merciful to those that come unto Him. I have seen and felt this! </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size: small;">Love,</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">Hermana Garlock</span></div><div><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-12656673759761613002011-10-26T10:24:00.000-07:002011-10-26T10:24:32.694-07:00Duck Soup<div><div>Hola,</div><div> </div><div>What do you do when the mother of three eager kids does not want to sign the baptism permission? </div><div> </div><div>Enter the house, start cleaning, exit. Repeat weekly. This is what we did about two months ago. End of the story--- the mother herself, was baptized and confirmed a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints this very weekend. It is a miracle story. I testify that by small and simple things great things, even the Salvation of mankind, are brought to pass. </div><div> </div><div>I love this family so much. The kids run down the street to meet us and yell as soon as they see us, Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeermaaaaaaaaaaana! It anounces to the whole neighborhood that we have arrived. The younger kids call me Hermana Garliiitiii. It is so so fun. </div><div> </div><div>After church Sunday, my companion and I were happily eating our soup and chatting with our mamita Ruth. My blissful enjoyment of the soup quickly ended as she mentioned to us that she bought the meat (DUCK) in the soup from Nancy and Sergio. I wanted to cry. It was like eating my pet after she told me that. Nancy and Sergio have ducks that waddle around and I love them because it reminds me of the beach- of Grandma and Grandpa´s house. Sometimes it is just best NOT to ask what we are eating and to simply ENJOY the food. </div><div> </div><div>Interesting points of the normal happenings;</div><div>-For breakfast, we enjoy blending bananas with milk. Delicious! The bananas here are sooo good. There are all different types and our investigators often give freely from their trees.</div><div>-At KFC here you can buy a full meal with rice, beans, fried chicken thigh or breast, and pop for $2.25</div><div>-As of late, the people have told me that I look like I am 16 years old. This makes me happy. I am as free and innocent as a 16 year old. Good to hear it!</div><div> </div><div>I am doing very well and we are working to find more people ready and waiting to accept the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. I love this work. It is a joy to be able to see the changes in the lives of these people. I pray and pray that the conversions are lasting. </div><div> </div><div>Edmundo said the sacrament prayer for the agua. The members were sooo impressed because he had memorized it in just one week and said it perfectly. He was baptized about two months ago and is already in Mosiah in the Book of Mormon. Love it! I know the Book of Mormon is true and it is the iron rod. Hold tight!</div><div> </div><div>Thank you for your love and prayers. I need them and I can feel them!</div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />
</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-2435869251806950152011-10-12T10:42:00.000-07:002011-10-12T10:42:13.427-07:00Angels Among UsWell Hello There! <div><div> </div><div>When we apply the scriptures, the Spirit can teach us for our specific needs. This is what I strive to do in every lesson. Sometimes we succeed more than other times in our efforts to teach individuals and not just lessons. I can tell when the Spirit is teaching when new ideas come as we are teaching, the spanish flows easily, or when I learn as well. These are the best because we leave the lesson practically bouncing down the street. </div><div> </div><div>We are trying to figure out how to teach little children the scriptures! When the kids are running around or distracted or hitting each other, we wonder more if the PARENTS are even able to learn. But I believe the answer is yes. When I believe the answer is no, is when I look to Hermana Lara and say HEEEEEELP! One useful tactic is to bring an apple with us. The kids love apples. Many kids just eat the fruits that grow on the trees around their houses (papayas, bananas, plumarosa, almendras, etc). Apples on the other hand are bought in the grocery store. So, four gleeful children share an apple- one bite at a time. You would not believe how many scriptures talk about repentance and becoming as a child. I have found many and know there is much to learn from these loving children.</div><div> </div><div>Yesterday during Sacrament Meeting, Andrea came and sat by me. She is nine years old and was baptized about a month ago. She squeezed herself onto the bench and immediately took my hand in hers. I am touched by the love of the children. When I was feeling a little stressed about the investigators at church, baptisms, etc, the Lord sent me Andrea as a tender mercy. She reminded me of Christ`s love for me-steady, constant, forgiving. She gave me hope to press on with the hope in Christ as my solid anchor. I am oftened reminded in moments like this of the scripture I chose for my missionary plaque, which says the Lord will go before my face and His angels will be on my right and left hand. All of the Lord`s promises are sure. I am blessed to feel this often. It seems the angels in my mission have been my companions, little children, and various others who have said JUST what I needed to hear in the right moment. An angel is someone who does the direct bidding of the Lord. </div><div> </div><div>I would like to be this kind of servant of the Lord. A true servant- quick to fulfill the Master`s request. Many times, I feel like I am being served- with such love and blessings from the members, converts, investigators. I am humbled by the offerings of so many and grateful for the examples in my life. Hermana Ruth for filling in for another mamita when she was not home, another member- Alberto for accompanying us for 5 hours this week, Edmundo for always having papaya or squash or coconut or banana or etc! cut up and ready to give us. </div><div> </div><div>Thank you for your support for me during my mission. </div><div>love,</div><div> </div><div>Hermana Garlock</div><div> </div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-16416640915623273502011-10-04T11:08:00.000-07:002011-10-04T11:08:33.254-07:00Conference<div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div id="AOLMsgPart_1_bf43a96a-6aa0-4ac1-8199-97d4e92b8e1c"><span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div>Well hello again my dear ones!</div><div><br />
</div><div> We should all feel just a little bit closer knowing we spent eight hours this weekend doing the exact same thing--- watching conference! I love conference. I love it. It is a little different here. Should we say a little stressful? But very very exciting. It is a wonderful opportunity for investigators to learn and to understand a little more about the Church. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Hna Lara and I prayed our little hearts out and walked and talked our feet out. I actually did lose my voice, and we had to buy pills for the pain in Hna Lara´s feet. It all paid off and we had a very fun week. We learned to teach quick, invite, and testify. :) </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div>Lots of the evangelical churches here prohibit dancing when you get baptized. Along with makeup, earrings, etc. It made me laugh when Luis, one of our investigators, commented that he was surprised to see us wearing earrings and with makeup. I am certain to put earrings on everyday now to distinguish us as missionaries. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div> </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">I absolutely loved conference. We were able to watch all the sessions. I am excited to memorize more scriptures, gain a deeper understanding of the Atonement, listen to the Spirit more, and serve. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div> </div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Love,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div> </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><div> </div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></span></div></span></div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-868857979437626332011-08-29T16:17:00.000-07:002011-08-29T16:17:45.331-07:00Who Let the Dogs Out?<div><div>Hola!</div><div> </div><div>There are some wonderful people here. They are so loving and generous. I am not exaggerating when I say that nearly every day someone gives us some kind of fruit, vegetable, juice, etc. </div><div> </div><div>The work is sooo good here. The main challenges seem to be in that often the youth and kids get baptized, but their parents do not. The parents have more challenges----they need to get married, word of wisdom, work on sunday, etc. Even those who are of other faiths are welcoming, loving, and often are happy to listen to us. I think the key is in the DAD. DADS are SO important. With the support of the Dad, everyone jumps on board. <div> </div></div><div>I am loving being at camp. They sell bug repellant here, but it does not seem to be as effective. It is beautiful in Las Avispas (which means The Wasps) and I feel like I have been transplanted as a character in a few of my favorite novels. </div><div> </div><div>Remember how I used to be absolutely terrified of dogs? And I would run like crazy as they chased me around? I think I am finally overcoming this fear. Every house in Las Avispas has a dog or two or three. These dogs are intended to protect the house and scare any one off. Truly, I have never prayed so hard to be protected from dogs, and it seems my prayers are being answered. :) <div><div> </div><div> I am thankful to be here in Ecuador. I have fallen in love with the gospel, the people, the food, the nature, and practically everything else here. I know this is the gospel of Jesus Christ. Our Heavenly Father knows each one of us and loves us so much that He sent His Son. Just as Christ fulfilled the will of the Father in all things, as we follow His example, we will also return to our Heavenly Father`s presence. He demonstrates His love for us in so many ways. One of the ways is that we have prophets to guide us and His power is on the earth today. It is through His power that we can be a family forever. </div><div> </div><div>I know the Lord`s promises are sure. As we make promises to people, I feel the reassurance that it is true! The Lord blesses us as we do what He asks. He will never ask us to do more than we can, and He always makes a way to complete with His will. I love my Savior Jesus Christ, and will eternally be thankful for His Infinite Sacrifice. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></div></div><div> </div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-67880077330091649932011-08-23T11:54:00.000-07:002011-08-23T11:54:14.091-07:00Officially Transferred!!<div><div>I would like to report that I have been transferred, YES I OFFICIALLY HAVE BEEN CHANGED!!!! Starting of course with the mosquitos, but more importantly in the sense of the people here live like we are camping. Cold showers, kids running around without shoes on outside--I would like to note that the parents in Guayaquil freak out when their kids don´t have their flip flops on inside the house whereas here the kids are rolling in dirt and the parents are asking me to take pictures. haha. Seriously. </div><div> </div><div>I think I have been transferred to my new home. And I am ever so so so happy. I wish I could express the joy I am feeling here. I am in Milagro, milagro in English means miracle. It is quite a fitting name. There are MANY people ready for the gospel here. The people are just really loving and happy. They are so easy to love, which I am thankful for because this change could have been really sad with leaving what felt like my home.</div><div> </div><div>Thursday morning, was an emotional morning to say the least. Leaving so many friends, who feel more like family, not to even mention leaving the easy bake oven and washer and dryer, sent me straight to tears. I know I should have been expecting to be changed at some point from Bolivar, but I was so confident my time had not come to an end. </div><div> </div><div>Surprise! The companion waiting to meet me, was Hna Lara! We just had a week or so apart and now are back together. I am thankful for her friendship during the transition time of leaving Bolivar. I feel somewhat how it feels to have broken up with your first love. After eight months in the same place, the people there are my family and friends! I love every one of those converts soooo much and it broke my heart a little to leave them. I will continue to pray for them and for the members. </div><div> </div><div>It is like a dream come true. Huge guava trees, avocados, zapote, mangos, chocolate trees, bananos, etc. </div><div>I am excited for the harvest time. Right now there are a lot of fruits, but the best fruits (MANGO) is yet to come. The people here are so generous and receptive to the gospel. Every day we have been given fruits. Ohhhh I am in love. The lifestyle here is completely different. It is just relaxed and peaceful. The houses here are small but very well organized. This really impresses me. The houses are decorated and swept and washed clean. The floors of most of the houses seem to be some kind of pavement or cement. </div><div> </div><div>The ward here is wonderful too. I am excited to get to know the members. There is a big task ahead to get to know all of the members and the streets and everything. The great difficulty been that here the streets do not really have directions. The houses do not have numbers and there are no signs with the street names. One member told me the directions to her house and that is what it says on church records.....hmmmm....This should be interesting. </div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-13432295631696234172011-08-15T15:06:00.000-07:002011-08-15T15:06:46.846-07:00By their Fruits...<div><div>Hola!</div><div> </div><div>The fruit here is unbelievable. There is a huge meat and produce market by our apartment. I REALLY wanted to take a picture today for you to see. However, you will just have to imagine beautiful designs of papaya, pears, bananas, pineapple, granadilla, melon, etc and stacks of tomatos, avocados, brocolli, beets, limes, etc. For three dollars, I came home with two bags full of produce!</div><div> </div><div>This week was a bit of a whirlwind. I absolutely love Hermana Arias. We were having a splendid time together this week--really enjoying ourselves and working at the same time---when we received a call that her visa arrived. Before I knew it this morning, she was packed up and shipped off to Venezuela to serve her mission there. </div><div> </div><div>Jonaton was baptized Saturday!!!!! This was a miracle. He decided for himself he wanted to be baptized. His mom, loves the Book of Mormon and the gospel. She has really felt a change in her life. She wants to be baptized but is in somewhat of a situation. His dad, has listened a few times and has a desire to change, but he has a lot of challenges to face....They need to get married....etc.... All I know is that if he is going to change, it will only be through this Gospel of Jesus Christ. We are truly forgiven when we repent and I know this applies to us all! </div><div> </div><div>Thank you for your love, prayers, and support!!!! </div><div>love,</div><div>Hermanita Garlock</div><div><br />
</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-32268409327311074092011-08-08T15:03:00.000-07:002011-08-08T15:03:10.217-07:00Moved<div> HOLA!</div><div><span id="rolx_document" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;">Well I have spent the morning up to my elbows in Clorox bleach. I am actually happy to report this. We moved houses this week!!!!! YES I actually had somewhat of a change in the mission!!! Haha....The funny part is that we changed houses to live in the bordering ward to my current ward (it is still the same stake). And although we changed houses, we have not changed sectors. I am still in Bolivar! So now we take a bus for 10-15 minutes to our sector. The miraculous part is that Hermana Salmon and I still live together. I believe the plan was that just the nurses would change houses, but plans change. I will definitely enjoy this new house--- we have TWO bathrooms, a small air conditioning unit in the main room, and we go on the roof to do our morning exercises. I can see mountains from here as well. Love it. I will send pictures soon.</span></div><div><div> </div><div>Contributing to the change is that I have a different companion! Hermana Arias from Quito, Ecuador. Quito is the capital, north of here. She is actually assigned to serve in Venezuela but is waiting for her visa. Hna Lara is in Milagro and I will miss that girl. It has been an exciting week. I actually got to leave Guayaquil for the first time! We traveled in bus just one hour to Milagro. But it was like a whole new world. Ecuador is so beautiful! I saw pigs, horses, and stuff. Lots and lots of palm trees and other foreign looking trees. Many of the houses were built out of thin wood planks and are held tall off the grass on stilts. It was a fun experience. </div><div> </div><div>As we talked to a taxi driver this week, I realized once again how important and necessary the Restoration of the gospel of Jesus Christ was. He was convinced God is a spirit and could hardly believe we thought anything different. Surely it is the Spirit of God- the Holy Ghost that has made it known to me that God is my Father. That He has a glorified body of flesh and bones and that we can become like Him. He loves us and knows us and cares about us. I know that He works miracles in this day according to our faith. I know He listens to our prayers and wants us to talk to Him. Not just say recited words that sound all nice and worshipy, but actually communicate with Him. Learning to pray is a process I am working on so that I can always communicate love and adoration to my Heavenly Father. It is something we all need to do, daily, always, in private, and with our families. </div><div> </div><div>I am thankful for the wonderful parents I have. You have always shown me such love and care. I hear awful stories and meet people here who have experienced such hard things in their homes. I cannot even imagine it. It fills me with such sadness, but also opens my eyes to the way I have been blessed. I am incredibly thankful for the parents I have. I hope I can always find ways to keep the commandment to honor my parents, because you both surely deserve it!</div><div> </div><div>With lots of Love your daughter, sister, granddaughter, etc,</div><div>Hermana Garlock</div></div>Margohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2961558569904870360.post-34257037890237082222011-07-18T14:37:00.000-07:002011-07-18T14:48:53.604-07:00No Transfer: Cambios<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"></span><br />
<pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">Hola!!!
</span></span></tt></pre></span><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">Ok and the moment you and I have all been waiting for....CAMBIOS.
Let`s just say they came and they went. In fact, transfers had already
happened when I wrote my email last week. Only I did not know it
because we somehow did not have transfers! </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">
</span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">I am at peace with it and happy to </span></span></tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: medium;">still be herein Bolivar. I never </span></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: medium;">imagined that I would be in my first sector for so</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: medium;">long, but it is really </span></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: medium;">fun to know the people here and to feel so at </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: medium;">home.</span></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">
I am happy how it has worked out because it also means that I have the </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">little convection oven to make muffins and cookies to our hearts desires. </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">Also, I enjoy the luxury of a washing machine and dryer. ohhh life is good.
Things are good here. Sometimes it is super hot and the sun is
strong...other times there is not a lot of sun but it is more hot and
muggy. In the mornings and night it is usually cooler and perfect.
This is the month of the festival of Guayaquil. The bands in the
schools march down the streets practicing. It is mostly loud drumming.
I am grateful to be a missionary and to have this grand opportunity to
learn and grow. The process of learning and growing means stretching
and pulling. What makes me the most happy: seeing people
change and be baptized and press forward in the gospel.
We all have challenges and we can choose to face them with the help of
our loving Heavenly Father or with the depressing guidance of the
devil. The Lord is so merciful. He wants us to continue on, in His
loving arms. He forgives us and He will greatly reward us as we
diligently strive to be like Him. </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">
</span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">It is my plea that we choose to walk the path of the Savior. What we </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">sacrifice becomes nothing of a sacrifice...rather, the Lord blesses us </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">with more than we offered. Many of the people here in Ecuador have so </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">few physical posessions. It is easier to discern here between needs and </span></span></tt></pre><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">wants. What we need in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. </span></span></tt></pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><tt><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;">If we have this, the Lord will fulfill all our other needs.
Love,
Hemana Garlock
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I was telling our bishop's wife this week about how my parents are both active people and she was asking how you make time for it with work and kids. I told her I do not know exactly, but you enjoy it and make it a priority. I am thankful for your example. I realize we cannot serve if we are not healthy so for this reason alone, it is worth it to stay fit. <br />
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Yesterday quite possibly may have been my last sunday in my beloved ward, Bolivar in the stake Garcia Moreno. This last week President Montalti asked/told me it was time for a change. My one and only sector in my mission and I love it here!!!! It is my home! But I have a calm feeling that whatever happens tonight with cambios will be the will of the Lord. So, I feel as though I am receiving another mission call. My first mission call was to this specific place, and we will see where I am off to next!<br />
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It was a very memorable sunday. <br />
1- Baptism of Hermana Bardellini. A miracle!!! Absolute miracle. Hna Rosas and I taught her a bit in January I think it was. Just a couple of weeks ago, we walked by her house and the Spirit gently proded to talk to her. Although I was a bit unbelieving that now was her time, but we invited her to be baptized and she accepted. So the process went quickly because she has already been prepared by her faithful family, who are members. Her family was soooo happy! I love the family Bardellini. I am pretty sure her son, will be getting baptized muy pronto. <br />
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2- Another miracle---I played the violin in the baptism. A musical family just moved into our ward and they were at the church last night with their guitars and violins. I asked if I could borrow their violin to play in the baptism, and they willingly agreed!!! It was truly a gift. The dad played with me on his guitar. It was so fun! We played "Yo sé que vive mi Señor" for the musical number and then a variety of hymns when Maria was changing. <br />
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Have a wonderful week! <br />
Hermana GarlockMargohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00464453515705964087noreply@blogger.com0