Tuscany Ward
Farewell Talk: “The Role of The Book of Mormon” PMG
Hello Brothers and Sisters! I am so
excited to be speaking to you all today! This afternoon I will be set apart as
a full time missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints!
Such exciting times ahead!! I’ll be living in poverty, talking to complete
strangers, and speaking a language I don’t yet know… but, the thing that scares
me the most about all of this is that I have to box up my gorgeous stilettos
and put away the sparkly hairspray for 18 months. That’s what scares me! But,
it will be totally worth it J I can’t imagine anything better than working to save
souls.
Heavenly Father is truly hastening
His work- I’ve discovered that He will hasten it with OR without us- we just
need to choose if we’ll help Him or not!
I like this
page on Facebook called “Many are called… but, few are sisters”, It’s a page
with about 12,000 girls are preparing to go on missions- One girl posted this
message: She said:
“Listen up people. MIRACLES
ARE HAPPENING!!! Can you BELIEVE THIS?!? One of the missionaries I taught in
the MTC just emailed me today and said this:
"Sister Donaldson, I am sorry you haven't gotten my first month's worth of emails. I added you, but I wrote your email out wrong. So, my weekly emails were being sent to the wrong Becca Donaldson. She wrote me back this email: 'I don't know who you are and I believe you have the email wrong but just know your emails changed my life and I am talking with the missionaries.' Sister Donaldson, YOU ARE A MIRACLE WORKER!!!!"
Don't tell me that it was an accident that this Sister I taught in the MTC typed out my email wrong (or I wrote my email illegibly). I love missionary work! The gospel is TRUE!”
"Sister Donaldson, I am sorry you haven't gotten my first month's worth of emails. I added you, but I wrote your email out wrong. So, my weekly emails were being sent to the wrong Becca Donaldson. She wrote me back this email: 'I don't know who you are and I believe you have the email wrong but just know your emails changed my life and I am talking with the missionaries.' Sister Donaldson, YOU ARE A MIRACLE WORKER!!!!"
Don't tell me that it was an accident that this Sister I taught in the MTC typed out my email wrong (or I wrote my email illegibly). I love missionary work! The gospel is TRUE!”
This quote
by President Hinckley really impacted me. He says “Many young women are serving
missions, many are preparing to serve, not because they aren’t married or have
nothing else to do; but because they have a desire to serve, therefore are
being called to the work. The reason so many are going is because in the next
generation, Heavenly Father will be sending His Priesthood Army to the earth
and wants to send them to mothers who have been properly trained and taught in
the Gospel. What better training can a young woman have than that of serving a
mission?” I always have the motto “Do something today that your future self
will thank you for”… Well, I believe my future self will thank me for this-
especially if it helps my children.
Today I have
been asked to speak on “The Role of the Book of Mormon” from Preach my Gospel.
Joseph Smith taught that “The Book of Mormon is the most correct book of any
book on earth, and the keystone of our religion, and a man would get nearer to
God by abiding by its precepts, than by any other book.”
I believe
this. I’ve read the Book of Mormon four times now on my own- and I truly
believe that The Book of Mormon is the word of God. I believe that The Book of
Mormon is another Testament of Jesus Christ, and that together, The Book of
Mormon and the Bible create the fullness of the Gospel.
In Ezekiel
Chapter 37 verses 15 through 17 it reads:
15 The word
of the Lord came again unto me, saying,
16 Moreover,
thou son of man, take thee one stick and write upon it, For Judah, and for the
children of Israel his companions: then take another stick, and write upon it,
for Joseph, the stick of Ephraim, and for all the house of Israel his
companions:
This refers
to the Bible (The stick of Judah), and The Book of Mormon (The stick of Joseph)
Imagine
there was this infectious disease that was eliminating people by making them
really sick. Imagine that you have the antidote. The antidote will not do you
any good if you don’t use it. The same goes for The Book of Mormon. We have the
answers (or the antidote) to life. Many people are spiritually hungry. We need
to feed them.
You know,
I’m going on a mission for many reasons- but, four of those reasons I hold near
and dear to my heart.
1. I KNOW that The Church of Jesus
Christ of Latter-Day Saints is true. I ask Heavenly Father frequently- and
every time I ask- He tells me “Natalie! You know it’s true!”
2. I’ve experienced the change of heart
that comes from the Atonement and I can’t wait to share the Savior’s love with
the people of Guatemala. They may feel like no one feels the same pain they do-
but, Jesus Christ knows exactly how we feel. There is this poem that I
absolutely love called “He’s been there before”
“The Alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to rise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes.
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it’s time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven’t accomplished much
“We have a super day planned,”
My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath,
“Yeah, if anyone lets us in.”
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street
Prepared to face another day of humidity and heat
It’s 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My companion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate “air Box”
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It’s past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to Father, but I’m not sure what to say
“Oh, Father” I begin, “What happened to us today?
I thought we’d teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we’d have knocked every street”
“Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it’s very hard to see”
“Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn’t your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back”
“And what about my family: They don’t have much to say
I’m sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I’m sorry but that’s on my mind”
“My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?”
The way he rides his bicycle, I don’t think he can see
Now you have it, I can’t go on, I don’t know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you”
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep starts to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I’m standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks towards me and says, “My name is Jesus Christ”
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
“Arise,” He states, “Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak”
My attention’s towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, “Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you’re going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I’ve felt the same as you”
“I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don’t like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn’t equipped with 21 speeds”
“I understand you don’t like sweating, in fact it’s something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don’t like your companion - you’d rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth”
“It’s hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back”
“Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It’s hard not to hear from home when your family’s not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, “Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?”
“We have a lot in common, but there’s a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me”
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, “6:30 already, no way!”
I sat up and said, “Come on, I’ll even carry your scriptures today!”
No matter what we go through,
when we feel we can’t take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ,
He’s been there before."
Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to rise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes.
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it’s time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven’t accomplished much
“We have a super day planned,”
My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath,
“Yeah, if anyone lets us in.”
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street
Prepared to face another day of humidity and heat
It’s 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My companion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate “air Box”
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It’s past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to Father, but I’m not sure what to say
“Oh, Father” I begin, “What happened to us today?
I thought we’d teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we’d have knocked every street”
“Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it’s very hard to see”
“Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn’t your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back”
“And what about my family: They don’t have much to say
I’m sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I’m sorry but that’s on my mind”
“My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?”
The way he rides his bicycle, I don’t think he can see
Now you have it, I can’t go on, I don’t know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you”
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep starts to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I’m standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks towards me and says, “My name is Jesus Christ”
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
“Arise,” He states, “Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak”
My attention’s towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, “Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you’re going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I’ve felt the same as you”
“I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don’t like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn’t equipped with 21 speeds”
“I understand you don’t like sweating, in fact it’s something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don’t like your companion - you’d rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth”
“It’s hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back”
“Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It’s hard not to hear from home when your family’s not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, “Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?”
“We have a lot in common, but there’s a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me”
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, “6:30 already, no way!”
I sat up and said, “Come on, I’ll even carry your scriptures today!”
No matter what we go through,
when we feel we can’t take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ,
He’s been there before."
Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
3. Heavenly Father wants me to serve a
mission.
This one believe it or not came to me after I received my mission call! I
have always WANTED to serve a mission, but I didn’t ever really know that
Heavenly Father wanted me to serve a mission. Before I got my mission call and
about a week after- people were always asking me “Natalie! When did you know
that Heavenly Father wanted YOU to serve a mission?” My response was always “I
love the gospel and I love sharing it with other people! I might as well do it
full time!” Plus, the scriptures say that if ye have a desire to serve- you are
called to the work. And I, my friends, had a desire. A burning desire! But, I
had never gotten a crazy confirmation that Heavenly Father wanted ME to serve a
mission. On Tuesday, November 12th, just six days after I had
received my mission call, I was in my choir class. I was sitting next to this
girl who had served her mission in Brazil. She was telling me a bunch about
what to expect going into a foreign mission and she was giving me a ton of
advice too! The last thing she said to me before we left that day was “Natalie,
there are going to be some really tough days on your mission. On those days
when you want to give up and quit- you need to think back to your confirmation
that Heavenly Father wanted you to serve a mission.” When she said that- I was
thinking to myself, “Oh no! On those hard days when I want to give up- I’m just
going to give up because I have nothing to think back to!”
That night we had some guys over and one of my roommates was there too.
The guys were saying some of the rudest things (and thinking back- I realize it
was satan trying to discourage me from going on a mission). They were saying
things like: “Guatemala is a really scary place!” “You’re in for a rude
awakening!” “Guatemala has worse drug problems than Mexico!” and “You’re going
to the ghetto!” After one of those guys said that- I said “Good! Those people
need the Gospel too!” Well, that was a mistake- because one of my roommates
lives in a really ghetto place and she started yelling at me “Natalie! You
shouldn’t be excited! You should be scared! The ghetto is not a good or fun
place!”
Everything that these people were telling me scared me! After my roommate
flipped out- I left the room! I went into my bedroom and tears were flowing
from my eyes. I couldn’t help but add what the girl in choir said to all of
these comments. I was being set up for failure. My immediate roommate was in
our room. I was hiding my tears from her- I just knew that I needed to go pray.
I grabbed my scriptures and left the room. The only unoccupied place in our
apartment was the bathroom. It’s the most pathetic place I’ve ever prayed
before. I kneeled down on the floor and began weeping and praying to Heavenly
Father. I said “Heavenly Father, I’m scared. Am I supposed to serve a mission?”
That was the prayer that I offered to my Father in Heaven. I then flipped my scriptures
open to a random page. I opened them up to Doctrine and Covenants section 99. I
read the whole chapter- but, the first verse says “ Behold, thus saith the Lord
unto my servant, John Murdock—thou art called into the eastern countries from
house to house, from village to village, and from city to city, to proclaim
mine everlasting Gospel unto the inhabitants thereof, in the midst of
persecution and wickedness.” I began to cry harder. I said “Heavenly Father? Is
this a coincidence? Even so- this isn’t my call to serve this is John Murdocks
call to serve. Am I supposed to serve a mission?” Once again I opened up my
scriptures to a random page. This time I opened up to Doctrine and Covenants 4
vs 4 and I read the first sentence “The field is white and already to harvest.”
This is my confirmation! Heavenly Father wants me to serve a mission! And even
though I may be terrified- Heavenly Father will protect me!
4.
I love my Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ. So much.
There is this movie I absolutely love called “The Saratov Approach”. It
is about two missionaries who were kidnapped in Russia. They were beaten and
held for ransom. There is a scene where one of the missionaries is talking
about how he really didn’t want to serve a mission and he wasn’t going to. But,
he had gone to an institute class one day where they were talking about how
Jesus Christ did NOT want to perform the Atonement- He even asked Heavenly
Father to remove the cup. But, He also said “Not my will, thine be done” Jesus
Christ took upon him the sins of the universe for you and for me. He did it
because He loves Heavenly Father and He loves us. Infinitely.
This is why I WANT to serve a mission! I know that Heavenly Father is
preparing people in Guatemala for ME. I need to find them. A young man just
before leaving on his mission stood in sacrament meeting and bore the following
testimony: “Brothers and Sisters, as you know during the past few weeks I have
been awaiting my mission call. During the time I was waiting, I had a dream. I
knew it was not an ordinary dream. I dreamed I was in the pre-existence and was
waiting my call to come to Earth. I was filled with the same excitement and
anticipation that I had before I received my Mission call. In my dream, I was
talking to a friend, he was a dear friend, and I felt a special closeness to
him, even though I’ve never met him in this life…
As we talked, a messenger came and gave me a letter, I knew it was my
call to go to Earth, in great excitement my friend and I opened the letter. I
gave it to him and asked him to read it aloud. The letter said; ‘You have been
called to Earth in a special time and a special land. You will be born into the
true church and you will have the Priesthood of God in your home. You will be
raised with many advantages and blessings. You will be born in the land of
plenty- A land of freedom. You will go to Earth in the United States of
America.’
My friend and I rejoiced as we read my call and while rejoiced, the
messenger returned. This time he had a letter for my friend. We knew it was his
call to Earth. My friend gave me the letter to read aloud. His letter said;
“You have been called to Earth in circumstances of poverty and strife. You will
not be raised in the true church. Many hardships will attend your life. Your
land will be raught with political and social difficulties which will hinder
the work of the Lord. You will be born in Costa Rica.’
We wept, my friend and I, as we read his call. And my friend looked at me
with tears in his eyes and said, ‘When we are down on Earth, you in your choice
land and me in Costa Rica, my friend, please come find me.’
Then this young missionary with tears in his own eyes said, ‘Brothers and
Sisters, I have received my Mission call, I am going to Costa Rica.
There is a sequel to this story. About a year after the sacrament
meeting, the bishop of this ward received a letter from the missionary in Costa
Rica. The letter had one sheet of paper in it with just four words written.
Those words were ‘I FOUND MY FRIEND’.”
I know that there are people in the world who are spiritually hungry. We
need to feed them. They don’t know the truth- and WE HAVE IT! We need to find
our friends!
One of my favorite scriptures is found in 2 Nephi 32:3 “Feast upon the
words of Christ; for behold, the words of Christ will tell you all things what
ye should do”
Robert D. Hales says that if we are to feast upon the words of Christ, we
must study the scriptures and absorb His words through pondering them and
making them part of our everyday thought and action.
I promise (because the Lord promises you) that if you will do these
things- Then He will qualify you to share the Gospel! The gospel is the
greatest gift ever! We need to share it with everyone every chance we get!
In Doctrine and Covenants 88:62-63 it says “Draw near unto me and I will
draw near unto you; seek me diligently and ye shall find me; ask, and ye shall
receive; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”
If we will just come unto Him and follow His commandments- He will draw
close to us! We will be stronger because of it and we will be able to listen to
the Spirit easier!
In The Book of Mormon, in Moroni 10:3-5 it reads:
“Behold, I would exhort you that when ye shall read these things, if it
be wisdom in God that ye should read them, that ye would remember how merciful
the Lord hath been unto the children of men, from the creation of Adam even
down until the time that ye shall receive these things, and ponder it in your
hearts.
And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would
ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not
true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith
in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy
Ghost.
And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things.”
Heavenly Father promises us that if we will just try to know- that He
will let us know. If you don’t know- go try!
Jeffrey R. Holland said “For 179 years this book has been
examined and attacked, denied and deconstructed, targeted and torn apart like
perhaps no other book in modern religious history—perhaps like no other book in
any religious history. And still it stands. Failed theories about its
origins have been born and parroted and have died—from Ethan Smith to Solomon
Spaulding to deranged paranoid to cunning genius. None of these frankly
pathetic answers for this book has ever withstood examination because there is
no other answer than the one Joseph gave as its young unlearned translator.
In this I stand with my own great-grandfather, who said simply enough, “No
wicked man could write such a book as this; and no good man would write it,
unless it were true and he were commanded of God to do so.” 10
There is a quote I love by Jeffrey R. Holland that says this “You only
get one chance to serve a mission; it is your responsibility, your duty, to use
it to its fullest; to give every last ounce of energy until you collapse in
exhaustion at the end of it. All the hardships, all the tears, all the hard
work will be looked back upon as the best thing you’ve ever done, not because
you enjoyed it, not because you baptized everyone, but because you gave it
everything you had, even when you didn’t think you could, and especially when
you didn’t want to. Live your mission to your fullest, work harder than you’ve
ever worked before. Let people know that this is the most important thing in
the world to you… run until you have nothing left to give, and then keep on
going anyway; cry and pray and work and sweat and plead until you are so
drained that all you can do is turn to the Lord; if you don’t do this, then
these people will not come to this joy because of you—their failure to come to
Christ will be partially upon your head. Come out of your mission proud of what
you’ve done, and this experience will bless the rest of your life.”
This is the kind of missionary I want to be. I don’t want to miss any opportunity
to save a human soul. We are ALL missionaries! We don’t want to miss any
opportunity to share the Gospel.
I am going to work this hard- because it is that important!!! How great
will be my joy if I bring just one soul unto this Gospel!!
There is a story I absolutely love where there is this man on the shores
of the ocean. He is walking along picking up starfish and throwing them back
into the ocean. Another man joins him and says “What are you doing?” The other
man looks at him and smiles “I’m saving the star fish!” The other man looks at
him like he is ridiculous! He says “You know, there are thousands of beaches
and billions of starfish! You won’t make a difference!” The man then kneels
down picks up a starfish and throws it into the ocean. He says “I did for that
one!”
I can apply this to missionary work and the Atonement. We are all
missionaries. We need to make a constant effort to bring souls unto Him. Even
if it is one person- we have made a difference.
The Lord is our ultimate caregiver. We must surrender ourselves to the
Lord. When we do this- we will draw nearer to thee and be happier.
“Hearken unto these words and believe in Christ; and if ye believe
not in these words believe in Christ. And if ye shall believe in Christ ye
will believe in these words, for they are the words of Christ, … and they
teach all men that they should do good.”
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