tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45365304069025783162024-03-13T07:43:58.109+08:00Called to Serve... in the Philippines!Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-75005543647664389602011-03-21T20:17:00.002+08:002011-03-21T20:20:28.976+08:00Almost Home!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Sorry folks,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">There is not an update from Sister Adams this week. She wrote a little one line note to Mom and Dad, but nothing to forward.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Jennie will be arriving home from the Philippines this week. Next Sunday, March 27th, she will be speaking in church about her experiences.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">She would love to see all her friends there!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Naunie </span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-90123006768171553822011-03-14T19:27:00.002+08:002011-03-14T19:33:20.968+08:00Rain<span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-size:130%;">is falling all around. And it's really cold. Just preparing me for Utah. ;) </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">This week was, well, wet... and rewarding. We worked hard, looking for new investigators, and found a couple of gems. Sister <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pacita</span> I think is my favorite. I already love her so much. She is the mother of 7. But, mom, imagine 2 sets of twins; 17 years old (girls) and 7 months (boys), also a 20 year old, 19 year old, and a 3 year old... oh, and no husband. She is incredible. Her husband was killed last year before election because he was a body guard for someone running for... something. Her oldest, a boy, drives their tricycle to support them. (not the highest paying job... by a long shot). Her twins are, quite honestly, a little self centered, but with a little love and some gospel they can change :). Her 3 year old is the most adorable girl named Princess I've ever met. Anyway, sister is like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">WonderMom</span>... she stands there most of the time for the lessons because she's holding 2 7-month <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">olds</span> (who don't have diapers on.. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>) and listens intently while trying not to let them cry so she can listen. She is receptive, and I want her to accept it so bad. The first time we met I asked where she thought her husband was. She said "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">siguro</span>..." which means "I think..." I told her that she can know for sure. I told her she can be "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">sigurado</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">gid</span>" which means you know for sure, where he is, and that she can also be sure she can be with him again. I know she's curious, because I don't think anyone has told that to her before. She has plans to come to church, and I just pray she will. She didn't come yesterday, but I'm not sure why... we haven't been able to follow up. I just get overwhelmed with the love I feel for her. That's something that I've felt a lot of lately... overwhelming feelings of the love of God for these people and the need to let them know. As a result, I feel the love for them... even strangers.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I was working with Sister <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Salway</span> this week one day and we went to one of their investigators. As we walked in the house of a man who is basically a single dad of a 11 year old and a 10 year old, I felt a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">sadness</span> just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">emanating</span> from this man. As we sat down to talk to him, I didn't even have to beg, he laid his concern out for us. And all I wanted him to understand was how incredibly loved he was. So I followed the spirit, shared a scripture, and bore my testimony. The spirit in the room was so strong, and I found myself loving this family and wanting their happiness.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">That's what I've learned. I've learned that if you don't love them, nothing else matters. And the way to love them is to serve them with your whole heart.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I love my mission. I'm off to what I'm sure is going to be a combination of the hardest, busiest and most rewarding week of the last 18 months. I love you all, I love being a missionary, and I love my Heavenly Father.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sister Adams</span></span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-52580277657217232792011-03-07T12:59:00.001+08:002011-03-07T13:01:52.038+08:00Turning Fear into Faith<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">That was our lesson in Relief Society yesterday. It was way awesome. Basically prayer is the way to break Satan's powerful tool of fear. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">This week was pretty amazing! We found 7 new investigators. Here's one story:</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">On Thursday, we went to try and teach an investigator who is always busy with her store. We've only taught her twice, but she seems receptive. Well, she was sleeping on Thursday, but her husband was there, so we decided to talk to him a little bit. While we were talking, a girl came in and sat down. She knows the man, Alvin, and she had some business with him. While she was waiting, I talked to her. She was way cool, so I gave her a Restoration pamphlet, thinking she'd leave soon and we wouldn't have time to teach. But it started raining and her transaction wasn't done yet (I'm not sure what it was, just that it involved a credit card...). AND she was asking questions right and left. I finally just said, "can we share with you?" She was like, "sure!" haha, kind of like she was just waiting for me to ask. So we taught about Joseph Smith to her. When I asked if we could come to her house, she gave us her work schedule, and described where her house was. THEN we decided to go find her yesterday. Turns out, she had to work when she told us she didn't (I think she just switched with someone), so we then had no one to teach... BUT her neighbor's daughter (who's 9) had gone to church because they have some relative that's a member. I asked her if she wanted to find out what her daughter had learned at church. She was really excited, and told us to come in. We taught the Restoration to her and her kids and then she asked an inspired question. "Will your religion save me?" </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">We get forms of this question all the time. But it's usually like, "for you, does religion save a person?" And they aren't sincerely asking, just wanting to make us say that this one will... But Rose was genuinely interested in the answer. I told her that no religion saves a person. But then I was 100% honest with her and told her that only in this church is the authority that is necessary to be saved. I gave the example of baptism. We explained about priesthood again, and she really understood and appreciated the answer. Sometimes it's hard to be so frank with people because you don't want them to think the wrong thing about the church, but they have to know the truth. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">It was strange, the path that led us to Rose, and kind of long because I've known that first family FOREVER. But in the end (at the begining?), I feel like we've touched at least 3 families. We're going to keep going back to them all, and I hope they can progress.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Oh, and Bijie worked with us yesterday. She's got a rock solid testimony, and she's so willing to share it. I have no worries that she'll go inactive. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Man, I love my job.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Just one more email!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-75488323567462471032011-02-28T13:04:00.000+08:002011-02-28T13:06:43.249+08:00Zone Conference<span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">was absolutely amazing. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I took tons of notes and I resolved that I don't have enough time left to do everything that I need to do. Truly a spiritual feast. AND I got to sing. Sister Salway and I sang "Sa Tanan nga Tion" which, literally translated, is "At/in all times" but it's a hymn you all know... haha "I Need Thee Every Hour." We ended up being the only ones who sang... oh well.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">The baptism was great! Bijie told us that she wanted to jump, and she had a smile plastered on her face all day. I am so blessed to get to see someone who is so filled with joy about the gospel.We met a guy named Steve. He's 19 years old, and got kicked out of his boarding house (I'm not sure why... doesn't really matter), so he's living with a member who, naturally, introduced him to the church. We taught the first lesson, then the next time, we gave him a Book of Mormon which he said he'd read. Then we went back to follow up, and he had read. Then we watched the Restoration video, and he's just a cool investigator. He didn't come to church though, because right before we showed up on Saturday, he just finished doing laundry... and it was a cold night, so he literally had no clothes to wear. I hope he comes next week though.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Speaking of cold... I'm not joking. I sleep with socks and a blanket and a sheet, and I wake up with a cold nose. Granted, I COULD turn off the fan, but the air is just too thick for it to not be moving... I'm not gonna lie, it's been pretty neat to actually say, "I'm cold," and being 100% honest. Yesterday my feet didn't get warm until I left the apartment and stood with them in the sun for a few minut</span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">es. Beautiful, just beautiful.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I think that's all for this week!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Love, Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-66116548372005059512011-02-21T23:27:00.001+08:002011-02-21T23:28:41.794+08:00February 21<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">for lack of a better subject line/ title.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">This week was... wait, I swear I already emailed this week... wait... that was last week... oh man...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">We have Zone Conference this next week, and I get to sing! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Well, I say I get to sing. There's a group that already has the musical number, and it's only our Zone, but I REALLY want to do a musical number for my last conference so we're just gonna show up and be like, "Hey, we're gonna invite the spirit twice as much! We get two musical numbers!" Yep, Sister Salway and I are gonna try and put something together...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">I'm not gonna lie, this week was kind of a blur, and nothing in particular sticks out...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Except that BETH CAME TO CHURCH AGAIN! Thank you everyone that is praying for her success. I am SO happy. I think I might actually get to see her enter into the waters of baptism. :D<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Keep praying for the success of the missionary work here, your prayers are heard and answered.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Love Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-56505107280495000752011-02-14T13:20:00.014+08:002011-02-21T23:30:25.521+08:00Pagpalangga<span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="color:#663333;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Love :D Happy Valentines day!</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="color:#663333;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">This week, I have been studying Charity and Love (not at all in correlation with Valentines day...really, this day has very little meaning if you've got a black plastic name plate). I just feel like I need to develop my Christlike attributes, and I got started with charity. We taught a cool lesson yesterday to some members who haven't been to church in a while. My companion started and explained what the blessings of church attendance are, and the whole time I just had this overwhelming feeling like I <i style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px; FONT-STYLE: italic">needed</i> to tell them I love them and that whether or not they come to church, I love them just the same. I know that it helped them, and I think they will even come to church next week. I am so grateful for the pure love of Christ that I have an opportunity to share with people. I get to tell people all day how much God loves them, and then watch them ponder that idea while I explain that I love them too. It's really neat because you can just see it sink in, and then I know I was a tool in Heavenly Father's hand to lift someone higher.</span><br /></span><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="color:#663333;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Nothing really new with Bijie, she's still on for the 27th. She's basically the coolest investigator I've had since Brother Gallo back in Silay. She asked me about obtaining a quad. They are so insanely expensive, so I just explained that the triple and bible have the exact same thing in them, and she's cool with that. But she's shy to ask bishop about it, haha, I get to order it for her. And for sure it won't be here for her baptism, but maybe it'll make it before I leave... maybe.</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="color:#663333;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">I love being a missionary. It hit me yesterday how much I love it, and how fulfilling it is. And how incredibly difficult it is to explain to another person. So I guess the only solution is to do it yourself, find out how great being a missionary feels! And find out how great being a missionary IS for other people!<br />Palangga ko kamo tanan! </span><br /></span><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Love,<br />Sister Adams<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">P.S. If you have written me, chances are, I got it, but just haven't gotten around to writing you back. I apologize and promise I am thankful for your support... we'll just talk in a little while, deal?<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Annie, nope, I never got your package... :( but the good news, if I send you something on your mission, your chances of getting it are 100%... mail just doesn't get lost in America.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-32738210139803921772011-02-07T21:22:00.001+08:002011-02-07T21:24:21.301+08:00Last Transfer Announcement<span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">and it's not too exciting. And by exciting, it's not too... different. Sister Delcaro is going to "kill" me.. which is what they say about your last companion. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">So, cool story about yesterday:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">First, Beth came to church! ON TIME!!! AND she closed her store to come to church! (she hasn't been on time in the almost 3 months I've been here). Then, after the lesson in Relief Society, there were some testimonies. Beth stood up, and I was kind of excited for what she would say. Basically, she had some personal problem she was working through that she didn't tell us about, and yesterday morning, she apologized to someone who was part of her problem... probably ALL of her problem. I had this feeling of... relief, or peace, like the puzzle pieces were finally falling into place when she was talking. I feel like I can finally give her a baptismal date, and she'll actually get baptized that day! I've been trying for months to figure out what her concern was, and she finally just resolved it herself (which is REALLY good, because I was nowhere close to figuring it out...) I'm SO excited!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">And Bijie is a pretty cool investigator. I don't know if I've told you all about her, but she's pretty much AMAZING! All I gave her for an assignment was to look up scriptures about enduring to the end. And yesterday, when we went to teach her, she had 2 pages of scriptures and descriptions written. Then we asked how her preparation for baptism was going, and she was like, "I'm just a little excited." HAHA, she was almost jumping out of her seat because of how excited she is. "A little" is an understatement. I am also excited for her. :D Yay.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Well, that's all the exciting news from this week... it's been kind of a hard one. Pray for the success of the missionaries in Jaro 2.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Love you all bunches and bunches!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-7566248501363378972011-01-31T21:25:00.002+08:002011-01-31T21:32:59.001+08:00New Cell Phone<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">We got a new phone this week... in case you were wondering.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">Work was kind of slow this week. BUT</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">We moved! Our new apartment is bright yellow. I mean BRIGHT yellow. Like they painted it with a highlighter. We've slept on our mattresses on the floor the last 3 nights because our bunk beds had termites and we left them in the old apartment. I think we're getting beds today. It's been an adventure and a half. We kind of feel like squatters because we are living out of our suitcases (the new house doesn't have wardrobes... also something we are getting with new beds...) And our water is really nasty, so we have to buy "mineral water" I'm not sure why it's called that. I think it's just filtered.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">We taught Bijie this week. She's so cool. I'm way excited for her baptism. I think she's God's tender mercy to me. :D</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">I think that's all for this week... sorry so short!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;">Love, Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-304127010916453412011-01-24T20:32:00.002+08:002011-01-24T20:36:42.763+08:00Cell Phones<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">and pickpockets.I debated not using that as the subject and just holding you all in suspense, but I can't think of anything better to put in the subject line. (I'm not usually creative...sorry about that)</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Anyway, what happened was this: We were riding on a jeepney. These are vehicles that have 2 benches in the back that face each other, and for some reason (probably to earn money...), they pack them as full as possible. As in, there's always people sitting on each other. When Sister Declaro and I got on the jeep, there weren't very many people yet. So we didn't sit unnecessarily close to anyone. But as it filled up, we decided to scoot closer to the back (because that's where the door is, and therefore the best seats... but it also makes it harder for others to get on... but that's just the way it is...). Anyway, there was about a hand space between the large man at the end of the jeep and me when a man got on and decided to sit on me. I was REALLY annoyed, but we moved back the other way. So... eventually, we get to where we need to get off, and we start going on our merry way. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Side story: Our apartment, while pretty hilarious (we live above a tire store), isn't exactly the best place to live... And it's kinda small and only has one bathroom. It's rumored also that there will eventually be 6 sisters living in this apartment, and there is most definitely not room for 6 sisters to live there comfortably. SO we're on the lookout for a new place to stay.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Back to the original story: I saw a sign about 3 minutes after we got off the jeep for a house for rent. There was a phone number, so I thought, "Hey, I'll text them to find out more about the house." And, well, the cell phone was no where to be found in my bag. I had it before I got on the jeep and it found a new owner while we were riding. I'm almost 100% sure the man who so annoyingly sat on me is the same one who pick pocketed me. Life is hard when you are used to having contact with people and suddenly it's cut off.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">The mission is going to issue us a new one, so life is ok. Well, it will be. Also, I'm <strong>very very</strong> thankful that it was the mission-issued-replaceable cell phone, and not my personal-irreplaceable camera.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">On the upside, when I talked to the AP about the phone, he said that they found an apartment and are just waiting on President's approval. They'll probably call us this week about when we move. Yay!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Hmm... I just thought of something else I could have subjected this letter... Referral Contacted, at church, with a date, and progressing. We had a referral at church yesterday. She's an investigator that transferred from another area, but she is reading the Book of Mormon, and comes to church. When I asked if she wanted to be baptized, she said yes kind of like "duh" it was really funny. And I was overjoyed! I still am pretty happy actually. So we set appointments and then gave her a date on February 27. WooHoo! God rewards the hard working. I know he does. :D</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">I think that's all for this week!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Love, Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-23504428258056921312011-01-17T13:07:00.002+08:002011-01-17T13:10:22.042+08:00Rain<span style="color:#330099;"><span style="font-size:130%;">It has definitely been raining like all week. It makes it really hard to work. I'm just feeling wet all the time...Sad news... Beth didn't come to church... I'm not sure why, we're going tomorrow to find out.BUT Jackie did come to church. And accepted a baptismal date on the 13th of February. YAY! I'm excited for her, I just hope she doesn't spend time with people who don't know what they're talking about. (most of her doubts come from talking to these kinds of people). Please pray for her.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We're running low on investigators. I love teaching this gospel, but it's hard when you don't have anyone to teach it to.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm excited for this week because we had a coordination meeting yesterday and we have people scheduled to work almost every day this week. Yay, we get lessons with members... hopefully that helps us get investigators at church.I feel a little like I have run out of things to say...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So, I guess until next time!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Love, Sister Adams</span></span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-25709199112729862982011-01-10T20:24:00.002+08:002011-01-10T20:27:10.654+08:00Another week in paradise<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">That's what the Philippines are... It's pretty awesome.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">And actually, the only cool thing that happened this week was that Jackie and Beth came to church!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">So Beth has been an investigator for like, ever. She just has a problem leaving her store (called a "chungee" here, and I spelled it wrong so you could pronounce it right... it's more like tsunggi) ANYWAY, she is very attached to it. Her entire live revolves around it and she even sleeps there now. So, back in December, Sister Purser and I told her that we would set a return appointment with her when we met at the church. Basically, we would come back when she decided to start progressing. Well, after that, we never saw her at church. And then this week, we were delivering Christmas presents with the relief society president (rice and noodles and sardines) to a member that lives by Beth, so we stopped by to say hi (we didn't TOTALLY forget about her... she just moved to the back burner for a while). It turns out that a less active member that she knows told her that there was a conference at the stake center on Sunday, so she went there instead of the Jaro chapel. Twice. I guess she thought she missed it and decided to try again the next week. When we found out about that, we told her we would be back on Saturday to teach a lesson. And then she came to church yesterday! We're going to give her a baptismal date tomorrow. Probably February 13 (our bishop wants the baptisms on Sunday...).</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Jackie is the one with really cool questions that I always love answering. She attended the Single Adult Sunday school class and they said she participated. Yay! We're going to give her the 13th of February as well. What I really want is to baptize someone who will be strong priesthood for the church. I'm still looking for him...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Well, that's all from Paradise, until next time!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Love,Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-53431836707932384002011-01-03T20:12:00.004+08:002011-01-03T20:48:40.607+08:00New Year,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKchD9W3A7ziclYnXc6J5Q3TYhYJiAIHIdfA4PAuiUsE03hpHzTiah8M6s4pnzrdmUdlc1HGqrsruQGOlAe98FKv1uFdjweL4itHBwMQW-jWtvZSvXzLM7ktjJMvlifUipog6Yj-RMXo/s1600/dscn8902a.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557939895858610210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKchD9W3A7ziclYnXc6J5Q3TYhYJiAIHIdfA4PAuiUsE03hpHzTiah8M6s4pnzrdmUdlc1HGqrsruQGOlAe98FKv1uFdjweL4itHBwMQW-jWtvZSvXzLM7ktjJMvlifUipog6Yj-RMXo/s200/dscn8902a.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">New companion. Sister Declaro. She is from Antipolo, and she's actually the MTC companion of Sister Custodia. Here, we call that "batch." Haha, like they're a batch of cookies... anyway, it's interesting Sister Purser is also "batch" with the two of them... which means my last three companions are all the same age in the mission... it's kinda funny. My goal is to get a picture with the three of them. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Yesterday at church, a couple of members thought that Sister Declaro was an investigator... HAHA! I guess they're just WAY too used to two American missionaries, and they didn't see her name tag. It was pretty funny.It was hard to say goodbye to Sister Purser. I miss her. But I know God has plans for me and for her, and I guess all that we have to do is trust that His plan is a good one. ;)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">We're trying to find those elect children of God. It's rough going because you don't always know that they're elect right when you meet them... Also, when we find awesome people, they end up being in the other area. (because the boundary between ward one and ward two is a railway that doesn't exist anymore)... anyway, we're just getting back into the groove of things because it seems like the world stopped for the Holidays. No one was here, and if they were, they weren't available. I'm glad school started again so that we can have a good schedule again.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I am trying really hard to remember a good spiritual experience this week... and I've got nothing. Sorry, I really want this letter to be edifying to you all, but I...OH! I just remembered something I studied... In Matthew 13 there are parables, and I've been reading in Jesus the Christ from time to time. I read the chapter that talks about the parables. Two specific ones stuck out when I read them. The parable of the Pearl of Great Price, and the parable of the hidden treasure in the field. Talmage points out that in both cases, the one who found something of great value was willing to sacrifice all that he had to obtain that which was of great value. Jesus likens the Pearl and the Treasure to the Kingdom of Heaven. SO, when we find the pearl, or the treasure in the field, we should also be willing to give up everything we have to secure the thing which we want for ourselves. In the book it's way more eloquently put, but it really impacted me, and I realized that there are probably things in my life that I haven't given up yet, but I need to in order to secure the blessings of the Kingdom of Heaven.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I hope that someone was inspired by this... I sure was :D</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Until next week,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Love always,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Sister Adams</span></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-22770871985387933092010-12-28T00:08:00.003+08:002010-12-28T00:18:59.755+08:00Transfer Announcement<div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">I wish there was no transfer announcement... I wish there was nothing to say. But, alas, God has other plans, and Sister Purser is leaving me. I don't know if any 6 weeks has passed by this quickly before. I swear I just became companions with Sister Purser, and I thought we would have 6 more weeks together. But that's ok, at least she's just from close by. I can see her in about (11 months... hehe). Weird, she'll be home next Christmas just like I will be...This week was fun. On Christmas Eve, we enjoyed talking to our families!!! Then we visited a member family who is less active (they came to church yesterday!) Yay, thanks family for talking to me :D See you soon! We also We had pancakes on Saturday and then the other <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9m-c5b8jDxNlPJt1FoYHpE-zVaNfKivGPiZghb6aZZrOucf7bbkNSvnoC6xoMtnT-0pnJqyQAp1lt-RusJEL7DfSimiLjhAKYJQZL-P2rA62P1AM5QJSeYE9VVZxku4eB-aTgVsRYJQ4/s1600/DSCN8858.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555396543277586162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9m-c5b8jDxNlPJt1FoYHpE-zVaNfKivGPiZghb6aZZrOucf7bbkNSvnoC6xoMtnT-0pnJqyQAp1lt-RusJEL7DfSimiLjhAKYJQZL-P2rA62P1AM5QJSeYE9VVZxku4eB-aTgVsRYJQ4/s200/DSCN8858.JPG" /></a>sisters cooked for us for lunch. Then we decorated cookies that Ann Moon sent for us. :D It was way fun. We also opened presents. And then Sister Purser and I helped clean the church in the afternoon. We helped because usually no one shows up to clean the church on Saturday except the RS president... (the bathroom NEEDED to be cleaned because it was really dirty, as in... yuck). Then we ate dinner at the house of a member in Jaro 1. It was pretty good food. So, all in all, it was a good day. :DWell, we don't really have any promising prospects for baptism in January. I keep hoping, but I don't know what this area has in store for us. I don't know what Heavenly Father has in store for us... I'm excited, though, to meet my new companion on Friday. (really sad that I have a new comp, but excited to meet her... I know that is so incredibly contradictory)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Oh! I just wanted to tell one more story: Last Sunday, this man who is recently returned to activity told us to come to his Son-in-law who isn't a member, so we set up an appointment. It was kind of awkward at first cause I didn't know what to say, and he was kind of like, uh, what are 2 american girls doing in our house? Haha, but then we got talking and finally got (permission, I guess) to teach him. His name is William, and he and his wife just got married in February and they have an adorable little girl. The spirit was so strong as we taught about the restoration, tying everything back into eternal families. He really grasped the idea when I told him he could be with his wife after death. Because their marriage is so recent, I just asked them until when their marriage was valid. They both answered, "till death do us part." So we talked about what that meant, and how they could be married for eternity. At the end of the lesson was the best question, the one that made me know that William was listening. He asked how he could be really sure he would be with his wife and daughter on the other side. It opened the door to talk about covenants, and with that our first covenant, baptism. This man was prepared by God to meet us. And then we were prepared to listen to the Spirit so we could tell this man what he needed to hear. I am continually amazed at how Heavenly Father is using me to be a messenger for these people so they can accept the Gospel and be with their families forever.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">All my love,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Adams</span></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-16836520963925261812010-12-20T13:16:00.003+08:002010-12-20T13:47:56.026+08:00Merry Christmas<div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">Malipayon nga Paskua!!!<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">I want everyone to have a wonderful Christmas. I have realized in the last week as we’ve been sharing a Christmas message to members, that I haven’t ever REALLY contemplated the meaning of Christmas.<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">We celebrate the birth of our Savior. Who died for me. And you. And everyone we know. Because of that, he is overjoyed when we repent, and is saddened when we choose to not obey the commandments. Think about it; you have the power to make Deity feel complete joy. I still sort of marvel at this when I think about it, and I feel a little overwhelmed at how much I am loved as a daughter of God. No wonder we celebrate Christmas!!! Just don’t lose sight of why.<br /></div></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552632696003940050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH39Mux3m0ppSZ-lAqcyi4WM9axPbCSSntq0B1pKczuQyyoe3dkNnk6JmqQCSyNhgZphZ3v7mL6buRJrIuLwY123hXukVQWBx4wvLmrpUDimHavKpClGYRs6tvD6ki1UGioubQbkfR5GM/s200/DSCN8802.JPG" /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">This week, we had a baptism! Stephen, the 12 year old got baptized. He’s adorable, and I’m excited to see him passing the Sacrament in January. :D<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">Tatay Jagodilla…(have I talked about him?) Well, he broke our hearts this week. We thought all was going well and he was going to be coming to church in no time, and be baptized sometime in February or March. But we went there last Thursday and he basically told us that he won’t be forced. I left in tears, and my heart was broken. I love his family and all I want is for them to be able to go the temple. It’s kind of weird, but that night I realized that I’m doing something right, because if I was a palagpat missionary, I wouldn’t have cared about him or his family. Anyway, prayers in his direction would probably help.<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">We went to this place called Cabatuan on Friday, and it turns out there ARE elect people in our area. They’re just 2 jeep rides and 30 minutes away from the center of the city. We gave a Book of Mormon to a woman who can’t see well enough to read, but promised to have her daughter read to her (without us suggesting it). We also gave a copy to a woman who practically begged for it after I told her about it. Anyway, we’re going back there this week, ready to see some miracles happen.<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">And last in the balita this week: Jackie, our next investigator with potential to be baptized, asked some pretty awesome questions. She suffers from depression, for which she takes medication, so sometimes we get some strangely deep (or just strange) questions from her. Last week she told us she didn’t want to be baptized, but then 2 days later she texted and said she did (no matter what her mom said… she’s 27). Anyway, this week, we got 3 texts in a row from her, which basically said: (1) Why do I feel like I’m going to get nailed to a cross? (2) Is it just psychological or a real threat of society? (3) I believe that your church is the true church of God. Let’s talk on Friday. K?<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">I assured her that her fears weren’t real, and that we could indeed talk. To which she replied, “You’re right, I have faith in your Jesus.”<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">SO we are STILL having a blast, despite the minor setbacks with some investigators. After all, there must needs be opposition in all things, right?<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">All my love,<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">Sister Adams<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">P.S. Her next question is “how was the world created?” We’re going to do some reading on that one to make sure we only share what we should…<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">OH! Thanks Ann Moon for the package!!! xoxoxo<br /></div></span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-79600064598604844372010-12-13T12:46:00.001+08:002010-12-13T12:49:08.869+08:00I'm glad He's in charge<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">This week was pretty awesome. As usual.<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">We watched the Christmas devotional yesterday. I got a little homesick, but then the talks really made me feel an urgency to spread this message of cheer to everyone I see. Yeah, I’m missing another Christmas at home, but I know that when I get there, it’s going to be the same as it was when I left and there are Christmases to come. I guess I just realized (again) how important this is. Don’t worry, I’m not trunky, (that’s for sinners). I just want to be the best I can be for the next 3ish months.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">We taught Stephen the Law of Chastity yesterday. When we got to the part about having to be married before you have a partner. He was like, “what if I don’t get married?” The way this language works, I thought he meant that he wanted a partner but not to get married, so I was like, “well, you have to get married.” Haha, he was like, “no, I just don’t want a wife.” HAHA. He’s only 12, and I remembered the YM president told us he was afraid of girls, so we told him that he didn’t have to get married. It was really funny. He also made a face like “yuck” when I said it was bawal (or… just bawal… um, forbidden) to look at pornography. This kid has no problems with the law of chastity. He’s getting baptized on Saturday!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">One day, it rained constantly. I was actually cold. I wore one of the sweaters I brought with me, so it was ok. But the best part was that we didn’t get any teachings. As in totally punted. So basically, we walked around in the rain all afternoon and tried to find people to teach. I think it is days like that that Heavenly Father reminds me how much He’s in charge. I love that he is in charge. And not me.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">One night, we tried to go to an investigator who wasn’t home, and we had nothing to do for the next hour. We didn’t have time to go to another area and teach someone we did know, so we were trying to figure out what we could do in the place we were in. I suddenly, “randomly” remembered a guard close by we had talked to a few weeks ago. I really had no desire to talk to him again, because he wasn’t at all interested in even talking to us… but I was like, “Sister Purser, let’s go find him again…” We had nothing else to do, so we went off to find a guard who we both knew didn’t want to talk to us. We kind of had to search for the street because last time it was raining and I was still new at that time, but we finally found it. When we got there, we saw a different guard on duty. It was a woman who was more than willing to talk to us. They have 24 hour shifts (no thanks!) and I asked if she liked to read (it’s an apartment, can you imagine sitting there all night with nothing to do but stare into space?). She said yes, so we gave her a copy of the Book of Mormon. She thanked us multiple times, and said she’d read when she has no people to watch… This woman doesn’t even live in our area. We may never see her again, but I’m so glad I followed the prompting to find the man who didn’t want to talk to us.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">I know that Heavenly Father loves each and every one of His children. He knows who is ready for this gospel and he knows exactly what I need to do to help them. Which is why I’m glad He’s in charge.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Love,<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-76327791427549112252010-12-06T20:37:00.004+08:002010-12-06T20:43:56.258+08:00December WHAT?<span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I can't believe it's December 6th. Who said it could be December? Oh well, time flies when you're having fun!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">This week, Sister Purser and I had some cool experiences. Mostly just spiritual. We taught Tom Jagodilla who is a part member. His wife has been a member most of her life, and lots of missionaries have wanted to teach him, but he just wouldn't listen. But, the spirit guided me to say things to him that, if said without the spirit present, would be offensive. I don't remember what I said, but he listens now :) And I'm excited for him and his family.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We also met a neat girl named April. She is a spunky 21 year old who graduated in practical nursing. She said she'd listen, but then she said, "basi magbuot ako!" which means, "I'll probably become nice!" It was funny to me, but probably just because of her personality. She accepted a Book of Mormon and told her dad as we were leaving that she was going to become Mormon. Haha.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Then we talked to a slightly drunk man, who refused to tell us what religion he was. I finally found out that he belongs to a church that doesn't believe that Christ is the son of God. He seems cool, I hope if we ever go back there, we can talk with no alcohol. I absolutely detest alcohol. It's the way people celebrate here, and it's the way to a broken family. humph.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Stephen is doing great, on track for baptism this 18th, but the others that were supposed to be with him, aren't going to be able to be that day, or even this month... darn agency, it ruins everything.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We met a woman named Jo on a tricycle. She spoke pure English to me and told us that when we were done where we were going, we should go down the street to her house and talk to her. So we did. She demanded that we speak English (which I think was a relief for Sister Purser) and accepted a BOM and told us that she'll come to church next week because she had something to do this Sunday. She was pretty cool. I want to go back to her.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I LOVE my job because of all the diverse people I get to meet. And the ability to make their lives better. I love talking to people, and not necessarily all about the church. Mostly about THEM. And their lives. I know you're all jealous, but you shouldn't be. That's against the 10th commandment. ;)</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">That's this week!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sister Adams</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">p.s. this week we're going to a HUGE house for lunch because we were invited to a birthday lunch of Kirt. I'm excited because they are way nice.</span></span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-18809937933250147262010-11-29T12:34:00.003+08:002010-11-29T12:46:09.758+08:00Nagapasalamat Ako<div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I am thankful for being a missionary. I am also thankful that I could have a delicious lunch last Thursday. We had mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, chicken (not turkey...), rolls, and a cheesecake that practically made itself. No joke, we have no supplies in our kitchen, but somehow Sister Purser and I (who have never made a cheesecake in real life) put together the best cheesecake we've ever eaten... it was a day full of giving thanks. :D</span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544826994768667218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3iVnGwJ2B1O0dw3rywfV9Q7o2vbV8ApHHyyV9bEpm3tJhx8NR6OHjMCQgGSSMGGsAIob4xDT1x7nTfZjdBjQ9HVAF_KtQ-R8bnRBh_kBcRUu22BYzTqOTn9HezXBJUiIMm71EOsgBhTg/s200/DSCN8738.JPG" /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I honestly feel like I am with Sister Fairweather again. We are having a blast and funny things happen every day. For example, we both thought that here in the Philippines, we would never be given an address that included a specific number (just stuff like "I live in Tanque Kalubihan! Visit sometime!). And actually, I haven't seen very many numbers on houses here, so I just thought no one used them. But we were given a referral (one of 3 yesterday, salamat!!) and his address was REALLY specific. It had a number AND a letter. So we went in search for this house. Well, we found it, and then realized that another referral that we had had a similar address so we went searching for it... That was the adventure. One where I was CORRECTED in my thinking that they don't use numbers on houses here. Everyone we asked was like, "keep going that way!" Then this woman just sort of stayed with us until we found the house. We were laughing so hard because she was practically doing our work for us. Even after we had kind of given up, she wouldn't. We eventually found the house, but didn't go inside to teach because it was time for our next appointment. Anyway, now that I read that, it doesn't sound that funny... just imagine 2 American girls following a middle aged Filipina around looking for 477-D. Maybe you'll get the effect.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">That's all folks! </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Love, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Sister Jennie Adams</span></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-24728783323468113742010-11-22T13:20:00.004+08:002010-11-29T13:10:55.388+08:00Jaro<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">On Friday, I've been in the Philippines for a year. Just so you know. HAPPY THANKSGIVING! (yes, we're going to have a feast, I'll tell you about it next week)</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Transfer day was awesome. Sister Carr and I switched places. So I am now following up Sister Purser. It is now her<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVn3uc0Q93qEtixR9LcjZBxiefIn6_qdgwdFS8II5UU1uxAmhCeInX7njCnVQQHMlWplAgDBWEHVbjGgJOHaBMD4f61v2EK67tSzuM6WtHhI3qoTG779qvutz6n3nBDRNzwfGHLGhwQdo/s1600/DSCN8727.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542248670180330562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVn3uc0Q93qEtixR9LcjZBxiefIn6_qdgwdFS8II5UU1uxAmhCeInX7njCnVQQHMlWplAgDBWEHVbjGgJOHaBMD4f61v2EK67tSzuM6WtHhI3qoTG779qvutz6n3nBDRNzwfGHLGhwQdo/s200/DSCN8727.JPG" /></a> 3rd transfer. And she's adorable. She wears Jody's and crocs and... we're just going to have a blast. We actually both have the same Jody and toothbrush, so we took a picture because I thought it was so funny. Hilarious actually. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">I've spent the last 3 days trying to figure out Jaro (J sounds like H). <span style="color:#6633ff;">(Note from Naunie, Jaro is approximately 4 miles north of Iloilo City.)</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> </span>We are assigned to ward 2 and yesterday I had a blast because the members are so nice. Also, we have some pretty cool investigators. At least 2 are goaling to be baptized on December 18. One is a really smart 12 year old, named Stephen, (he's just like Raymart, but he has support from a family member). The other is a woman who is in her 30's (I think). Her name is Beth. And everyone we talk to is really nice. I can't explain how excited I am to be here, close to President. I'm hoping that if I transfer again, it isn't far because I don't know if I can take the travel again. I would just like this to be my last area... hmm, 3 transfers. It's possible. The 3 hour bus ride from Roxas to Iloilo is pretty much killer (all I want by the time we get here is to NOT be moving). It was kind of weird being the only Sister on the trip from Roxas, but I did it in September when we had a leadership training, so it wasn't the first time. It must be weird to be an RM and all of a sudden find yourself alone with someone of the opposite gender... hmmm, guess I'll find out...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Um, </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">CONGRATULATIONS ANNIE... uh, SISTER LOVE That's the mission I thought I was supposed to go to. Haha, one thing I've learned is that it's a darn good thing that we're not in charge of our lives. Love you tons Girl! See you in 2012!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Love always,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-17199778406467374642010-11-15T21:06:00.001+08:002010-11-15T21:08:41.089+08:00Transfer Announcements<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well everyone, the time has finally come for the Roxas Rena (Queen) to step down from her throne, but she still gets to hold the title. I have been assigned here for 33 weeks... that's roughly 7 and a half months. I've had 3 companions while I've been in the wonderful city of Roxas. But now, it's time to pass on this set of members, leaders, investigators, and concerns to the next missionary. It's time for me to try my hand at another ward (or branch, or area?). When I came here, I never thought I'd be here for 5 and a half transfers. Never. But it's been great! I absolutely love it here and when (yes, when) I get a chance to come back to the Philippines, I'm definitely spending a considerable amount of time here in Roxas.<br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >This week is going to be crazy with all the goodbyes and packing and such. I go to Iloilo on Thursday night and the transfer meeting is on Friday morning. The other 3 sisters in Roxas are staying... meaning I get to ride Solo to Iloilo. Yay! :S<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >This last week was ok. We taught Ernesto (only once) and he accepted a Book of Mormon. He accepted the message too. He is a surprisingly quick man (well, his mind is quick) for being 68 and having suffered a stroke. It was refreshing to teach someone who <i style="line-height: 17px; font-style: italic; ">really </i>cared about what we were saying. Please pray for his acceptance of the Restored Gospel. <br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love being a missionary! And I can't wait to see what the next 6 weeks bring! Thank you all for your prayers and support!<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Love Always,<br />Sister Adams</span></span><br /></span></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-87012252915694092612010-11-08T23:18:00.003+08:002010-11-08T23:54:52.572+08:00Zone Con and Principals<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJM-qf2KCn0wo0XFh5jg01aObISc_TGYn_TmeN4sxexru7j8gCAJCARQQFWufLwVCUpZBwu9Hgp9RroK4i3XfLKliye_grY-cvCpni_oUZeENDpUFyKn81anregzQz3fXGqu1ZDM5tmYM/s1600/DSCN8561.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537203652618140514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJM-qf2KCn0wo0XFh5jg01aObISc_TGYn_TmeN4sxexru7j8gCAJCARQQFWufLwVCUpZBwu9Hgp9RroK4i3XfLKliye_grY-cvCpni_oUZeENDpUFyKn81anregzQz3fXGqu1ZDM5tmYM/s200/DSCN8561.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">This is last week's picture - with Sister Adams dressed up as Sister Custodia, and Sister Custodia dressed up as Sister Adams;-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Hi Everyone!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">This week, we had Zone Conference! Combined with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kalibo</span>! Let me tell you what that means...</span></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205024502311090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieJY4eED0xuFLARKuNwIbgb4yjymNygWz2vAi_LXNlMMwjT4CPC5ilIN4hact9qd9P9lLgUAmTPSPJrrbHRrKkq1DBxMtFvKQZOZ-fR38IIa63EJy9-hI_fFTmdwWb_H287GAl718e_NU/s200/DSCN8584.JPG" /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">I got to see Sister Woodward! It was pretty awesome.And I learned a ton. I hope it helps with the work.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">We met a man named Ernesto. He used to be a principal at a (several?) school(s). He spoke straight English to us, even though we were answering in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ilanggo</span>. We told him that we were members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He said he hadn't ever heard of that organization before, and even went as far as to say that it wasn't a religion. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Haha</span>, but after about 5 minutes of talking, I asked him if he knew "Mormons." THEN he knew who we were. And proceeded to say, "Eh, suppose... I wanted to know more about your religion... Could you, eh, schedule me in some day, and come and have a session with me?" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Haha</span>, it was awesome. His house is gargantuan, which, secretly, it's my dream to teach someone that lives in one of those mysterious, large houses. Even though you know they're part of the dominant religion in this country. That's all I've wanted here, I want to teach the humble who are not compelled to be that way. Anyway, I'm scared out of my mind, we can't mess this up. The Spirit is absolutely necessary. Our appointment is tomorrow, between 3 and 4, and he hopes "that we won't be absent." True to teacher form. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Haha</span>. :) So, any prayers in that direction would be deeply appreciated. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">I'm having a great time with Sister <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Custodia</span>! We laugh everyday about our forgetfulness and inside jokes. I love laughing. A mission without laughing would be a dreary one indeed.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Love you all, Keep smiling!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Jennie Adams</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Dear Annie Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">ahem, dear, if I don't hear from you personally SOON, I just might have to come home right now and speak to you face to face.I love you to the Philippines and back!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Love,Sister Adams</span></div>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-31860698896337060932010-11-01T17:11:00.001+08:002010-11-01T17:13:30.471+08:00Packages!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">Well, just one. Thanks for the package mom! and Jimmy, and Marie! I presented Halloween (aka <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">dum</span>-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">dums</span>) to every member in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Roxas</span> ward 3 (that came to church yesterday)So, I couldn't think of anything to dress up as this year... so I decided to use the same costume as last year (sister missionary), but I'm pretty sure I gave away the shirt I wore, and the skirt... well let's just say it's in storage for now... SO, I decided to be Sister <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Custodia</span>... for about 2 minutes to take a picture (which I'll send next week, I think).</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">This week was full of no teachings. Because it's semester break, and no one was home. It's really tiring to go from appointment to appointment and not being able to teach because they aren't home. I'm hoping that this week, they run out of excuses to not be home. Probably by Wednesday because today and tomorrow are Holidays (all souls day and all saints day). Lets hope!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">It's also been raining buckets every day. An effect of the typhoons I think. Anyway, we're wet. And I am always very very very happy I am not required to wear nylons and that my shoes are just rubber. And that my clothes dry quickly. Yes, missionary work in the rain can be enjoyable, if you are dressed properly. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">Well, I apologize for yet another uneventful week. Maybe stuff happens, but I just forget when I'm writing home. Thanks for all your letters and prayers!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-13919696105926446252010-10-25T20:06:00.001+08:002010-10-25T20:08:34.404+08:00Hey Everyone!!!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">So, I think you all should read 1 Nephi 16. Then write down all the lessons you can learn from it. It is an absolutely incredible chapter, and you see the true character of all the people involved... So, yeah, read it. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">This week has been kinda hard. The excuse of the week is "it's elections! we're going home to vote!" (elections for Barangay Kagagawad which are leaders for the community... a barangay is like a unit inside of a city. It has a hall and a captain, and kagawads which are like councilors) Anyway, if someone isn't living in the place they grew up and therefore registered to vote, then they have to go home to that place. Also, even if they don't have to go home, they're busy with campaigning and such. But it's ok because as I type, there are people voting. So by tomorrow, it'll all be over. Yay! I'll just wait for the next excuse :)</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Our other problem is it's the semester break until November. So I have a feeling we're going to get punted a lot this week because quite a few of our investigators are students and they might go on vacation. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">One time, before I came to serve the Lord for 18 months, a friend of mine who was a full time missionary sent me a drawing of himself punching the daylights out of Satan. I didn't really get it. I was like, "cool, he's a good artist." And then I put the letter away, not really thinking about it again. Well, now, as a full time missionary myself... I totally get it. In fact, I would love to be the one punching the daylights out of Satan. I hate the fact that he has so much influence. I see it everywhere: in members (young men) who drink and smoke with their friends and then are too ashamed to come to church. In nonmembers who also drink and smoke and gamble with their friends and "don't have time" for us. Even more subtly in good people who have slowly let unimportant things take the place of "seeking the kingdom of God" on the top of their "to do" list. (See Matt. 6 or 3 Nephi 13). I now completely understand why my friend felt the way he did and drew the picture he did. Unfortunately, Satan has no body and therefore can not be beat up. Or maybe fortunately. You see, if he did have a body, his influence would ruin the entire world. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">That's why, my friends, we NEED to stay close to God. We NEED the power of prayer and the Atonement of Jesus Christ. We NEED the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And we NEED to help others find it. So that we can lessen Satan's influence. I love being a missionary. And the opportunity to serve these people. They need so much what we have, and I'm happy to give it to them. Please pray for the hearts of people everywhere to be prepared to receive the Restored Gospel.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Love Always,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-85125183079124164242010-10-18T20:49:00.001+08:002010-10-18T20:50:45.979+08:00another week<span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I apologize. I can't think of anything creative that happened this week. But, the father in law of our ward mission leader just passed away, so basically everything that he (our ward mission leader) does has come to a point of not functioning at all. The best part, the burial isn't till this Saturday, so we get another week of a non-functioning ward mission leader. But hopefully we get him back next week, keep your fingers crossed.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">How is Elder Ward (I guess it's just Matthew now...) doing? Pass on my hello!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I'm kind of feeling like my time here in Roxas is coming to a close. Transfer day is still pretty far away (November 19) but I feel like I've done what I came to Roxas to do, and it's about time for me to move on. I have grown to love it here- and actually this is my longest area. It's impossible for me to be this long in an area again. <br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I know that the Lord watches over His missionaries. Something that Sister Stadler said (in a letter) kind of hit me today, because I've kind of been struggling with the fact that laziness and idleness are an epidemic here. She said that we will never be given trials that we can't handle. We will be stretched to our very limits, but because He doesn't set his children (missionaries included) up for failure, there is no way I can fail. I just have to trust Him. I know that this IS the Lord's work, not mine, and not President Pagaduan's. I also believe that there are elect people out there (even here in Roxas) We just need the faith to find them. I love being a missionary, and I love all the support I receive from everyone. Until next week!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"><br />Sister Jennie Adams</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-80958671739343818792010-10-11T20:50:00.002+08:002010-10-11T20:54:54.068+08:00General Conference<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">was awesome. I was slightly stunned by the closing prayer though, because he said, "...in a few short months, we will be gathered together again to listen to thy prophets..." or something like that... the phrase that caught my attention was "a few short months" It's true, but I didn't want to hear that 6 months is short... Also, last October and April, I searched and searched but I could not see my choir teacher anywhere in the choir at conference, I thought she quit. But finally yesterday (when I was looking for my cousin, who I did not see) I saw her! It made my heart happy that my favorite teacher in high school didn't quit the Mormon Tabernacle Choir...anyway...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Dear Sister Danner,Don't be afraid of Jody Dresses. I repeat, DON'T be afraid of Jody Dresses. They are the easiest to wash, they dry fast and they eliminate the stressfulness of trying to match the same old blouse to the same old skirt and not die of boredom in the process. Trust me, giving up your style for 16 months (because I wore normal clothes in the MTC) is worth the time you'll save in doing laundry. And if you have a pair of rubber shoes (like "cute" crocs) you'll be a step ahead of the rest when you get to Iloilo. (no pun intended) Hmm... If I think of anything else I wish I would have known before I left, I'll write it here...And yes, my mom does have amazing computer skills... but you know, she has developed those since I left. See you SOON! And have fun in the MTC!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">This week was awesome. Sister Cornelio and I were finally split up after 6 months of being in the same house (but never companions). She is now in Iloilo. Her replacement is Sister Ganta from India. She is brand new, so we have lots of what we call "celestial powers" in Roxas. :D This means that Roxas will probably be Sister Gonimil's last area, seeing as she leaves on December 29. Anyway, we're excited to get to know about India and Sister Ganta. :D</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">We went back to Raymart yesterday. Remember him? He was going to be baptized right before the Cebu Temple dedication, but he decided not to. We taught a lesson about baptism to him and his older sister Rose Ann. Sometimes it's really hard to help people understand when they think they already get it... but I hope and pray that something will click and make even more sense. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Our baptismal candidates have gone from 1 to 2 to 5 to 4 to 3 to 1 to 0 (over the weeks), without any baptisms. It's a struggle when people choose to use their agency in that way. I told Sister Custodia that maybe Satan had the right idea when he wanted to take away our agency... Maybe we could just suspend it for a while? Like a privilege given to kids... Just kidding. I'm just voicing a small frustration.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">We're going to try something new this week. In the Philippines, EVERYONE has a fence and a gate surrounding their house. So this week, we're going to try and go inside some of the big, heavy, rich looking gates, and not just stick to the easy small ones made of bamboo... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Wish us luck! Or better yet, pray for us!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">All my Love,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Sister Jennie Adams</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">P.S. Congratulations to my Baby Brother, who has long since passed baby stage, for being baptized last Saturday! I love you Taylor!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">P.P.S WELCOME HOME ELDER WARD! See you "in a few short months"!</span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536530406902578316.post-32676957471088639202010-10-04T19:47:00.006+08:002010-10-05T22:29:33.759+08:00Transfer Announcements<span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">I GET TO STAY IN ROXAS!!! WITH MY BATA (child, or trainee)!!! I am so excited that I get six more weeks in this place that I have come to love! I am also excited that I get to watch my second (and last) General Conference in the Philippines in Roxas. Well, I would be excited no matter where I got to watch. </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">But I am extra excited I get to stay here.We had a really good Zone Meeting earlier, where I got some good ideas about how to better teach people. I'm excited to start trying them. I've been struggling lately just getting in the door because people are soooo "busy." But now I am going to try focusing it all on them, so they feel like we are interested in them as people. *sigh* maybe by next March, I'll figure out how to do this missionary thing... it's hard, but I love the rewarding things that happen. Like the member who came to church for the 2nd time in a row yesterday! I've been visiting ever since I got here, but just now did he come (last week).</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">I don't really have any news this week... just business as usual... just a little wetter, because it rains almost every day...</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">I am so grateful to belong to God's Kingdom here on earth. I love being part of such a great work, "a marvelous work." I know that THIS church is true. I know that Joseph Smith is the prophet of the Restoration, and since him, we've had a living prophet on the earth. I love the opportunity I have to teach the people here how to be together forever. And I am so grateful for the opportunity to be with MY family forever. I know that the Book of Mormon IS the word of God, and in it is the fullness of the everlasting gospel.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">Thank you all for your continuing prayers and support.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;">Love, Sister Adams</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"></span>Naunie Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019128985980452771noreply@blogger.com0