I wanted to thank all of you for your prayers and support for Jess. He is home now and adjusting back to family life very well. He is in the mode to stay busy. I don't know how long that will last but it is great to have his help in getting things done at home. I asked him to write one last letter to all of you who have been reading his letters and supporting him through out his mission. Jess will be giving his home coming talk in church this Sunday September 14th at 9am. We would love to see you there.
We love you!
Debbie and the Angus Clan
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I guess I knew this day was coming. Sometimes we go about our lives with the idea that we have infinite resources and infinite time to get done whatever it is we need to do. We enjoy the time we have and we go about as if it would never end. God's plan, however, is entirely different, for his desire is not for us to continue where we are, but to change and to grow. For this very purpose, everything has its beginning and its end, a purpose and a deadline, like a staircase where each plane we comfortably reach ends quickly and jumps to one a little bit higher. The mission was and is one of these steps, and it seems that that deadline has finally arrived.
It's no mistake that we as missionaries refer to this as “death,” for it is our final time to do an extraordinary work before we return to our home. However, it is 100% necessary, for even as physical death is a necessary step towards perfection and the resurrection, we must need an end to even the best steps in our lives, so that we can move forward and step up to a higher plane.
The last week was riddled with many new and testimony building experiences. One of which was truly special. When we were visiting several of our contacts to find someone new to teach, we were undoubtedly up to our necks in false addresses and missing people, until we arrived at one house situated right behind a small business and rather difficult to find. With no surprise at all, the man who gave the address didn't live there, but fortunately, the woman kindly invited us in. The lesson we taught was nowhere out of the ordinary as we taught her the Restoration of the church, but the moment we pulled out the Book of Mormon, the spirit just filled the room, and I didn't know why, until we invited her to read it and pray to know if it was true. In that moment, she responded something I hardly expected, “I know it's true. I've already done that prayer for this very same book.” Five or six years ago, she had made contact with sister missionaries who shared the book with her before losing contact. Then, after a while, she began to be passing a lot of difficulties and began to hunger for responses, so she began to pick up the Book of Mormon and read. The words touched her so much that she needed to know if they were true, and her prayers opened her eyes to see. Since then, she lost her copy of the book, but the moment we showed her that blue cover, she already knew that everything we said is true. We invited her to be baptized, and her response was simple and firm, “Absolutely.”
If you were to ask me what I've learned from this or from any of the experiences from the last two years, it would be difficult to explain. If I were to try, I'd probably end up filling a few bookshelves. But if there is anything I have learned, it is to be a missionary. I have experienced, even if it were only a small portion, of how it is to be like the savior. I have seen the greatness of his works, have felt his love for each and every one, have sacrificed, suffered, and cried for many and have pressed froward nonetheless. Above all these few years have been powerful enough to change a few things from belief to pure knowledge. I know that Christ lives, that he loves us, and that he has made himself the ultimate sacrifice for all. By the power of his redemption, all men are free to choose for themselves, whether it be life eternal, or bondage and suffering. It is my prayer that all of us may ever walk in the path of the light for there have I walked, and no other path has been so great nor so sweet.
Surly I'm going to miss a great many friends and each of the homes I have created here, and I long for each of them to be blessed and to grow. But, for me there is more to do, and much more to learn. I must take the next step. I thank everyone who has prayed for me and helped me in any way. I know it must be hard to suffer through my letters each week, so it might be a good release now that the weekly updates are coming to an end. But let me just end with a simple remark of gratitude to all of you.
Thank you for listening.
Elder Angus