Pumpkin Peascake Bars

(Sister Slade)

Wow! What a week!

To start off, I just have to mention that 5 minutes ago some Jehove Witness missionaries just knocked on our door. It was a very awkward conversation. Also, to explain the subject line, I have been elected as our district cook because I'm the only one with any cooking skill. But for district council last week, I made pumpkin cheesecake bars, but I accidentally called them chumpkin Peascake bars. We all laughed at that and now they won't let me live it down.

Crazy thought for the day; I've already been on my mission for a month. Time is a weird thing. The last month felt like an entire year at the same time as it felt like one day.

I didn't have a ton of time to email last week, and so I didn't get to say much about my companion or my area. The central park is in basically the center of the mission. This area is also the smallest area, so it's really hard to find new people to teach.  There are at least 10000000 Wal-Mart's in out small area and everyone here works for Wal-Mart. We are frd dinner every night because the members here are amazing. (You can stop worrying mom, I'm not starving) My companion is from Idaho and is amazing. We've found out that were basically the same person. We have the same sense of humor, style, and habits. We also both have a judgemental eyebrow for those of you who know what I'm talking about. :)

Bentonville also has a ton of bugs. I'll send some pictures so you can understand what I'm talking about. The pictures of the spiders don't do them justice. The spiders are each about the size of a silver dollar. We also learned that I have chiggers. If you don't know what they are, Google it. In the picture of my foot, you can see all of my chigger bites. Yes they itch a lot and they will for the next 2 weeks while I'm treating them.

Missionary work is changing a lot. President Strong has permission from Salt Lake to experiment with missionaries proselyting  in regular clothes. He's found that people are 400% more willing to talk to us when were dressed in regular clothes. They're also changing the white handbook, and there is no set schedule for the day anymore. Also, the area book is an app now (hallelujah!). It's amazing to be a missionary during this time.

The miracle for the week: we were on our way to a lesson with someone when they texted us and canceled. We were headed back when we saw a man loading something into his car. Neither of us made a conscious decision to, but we both went over to help him. We ended up talking to him for about an hour. It turns out that he is from out of town visiting a friend. His friend came out to see what was taking so long and we talked to her for about 20 minutes. The end of the story is that she wants us to come back and teach her more! It was a miracle because, like I said,  it's really hard to find new people to teach when our entire area consists of 2 neighborhoods.

I love being a missionary. It's a privilege for me to be here and to serve God's children. I love sharing God's love with others. I know that this church is absolutely true. It brings me so much joy and happiness, and I love being able to share it with my brothers and sisters here in Arkansas.

God is good!

      ~Sister Slade

Pictures!

1. A black widow that Sister Mueller almost sat on

2. My diseased foot

3. The sunset in Arkansas

4. We were doing comp. Study in a park when we saw this guy. (Keep in mind how big I said these spiders were)

5. Sister Mueller and I

Isaiah 55:8-9

(Aldste Cummings)

Tja!

This week was so much fun. We were constantly running from one thing to another. What a crazy week.

It started out with Tuesday which was Elder Dumas' birthday! We celebrated by playing innebandy with the primary kids again which was a blast. There were a couple more kids who actually could play and they were just making fools out of Elder Dumas and I. Then our bishop showed up and gave us ice cream, protein shakes, and some incredible vegetarian burritos and then made everyone sing happy birthday to Elder Dumas. Twice. It was so fun.

President came by to hold our transfer-ly interviews. He told us that he doesn't even know why he came all the way here because judging by the updates we give him every week, we're doing a-okay. He took the opportunity to give us some great wisdom though. He's so wise. I hope I learn how to listen to the Spirit and receive inspiration like he does.

A member we're really tight with named Örjan got his first modeling job ever and asked us to swing by his fashion show for like 20 mintues which was in large mall in town. We should up and it was so much fun. Elder Dumas and I loved looking at and critiquing the new lines of fall fashion. Örjan was the best part of the whole thing. He was killing it up there! What a beautiful bewhiskered man.

On the spårvagn the other day, I noticed a tall Chinese man that I thought I recognized. I said hi to him and turns out I did recognize him! He and his girlfriend were inactive members in Karlskrona when I was there and they both had moved here to Gothenburg! We got his number and are going to meet him with them this week. God's plan is so incredible and unfathomable. His hand is in everything and He is constantly preparing people to be put in the places in which they need to be.

There have been so many times on my mission where I've been disappointed because things didn't go like they were so supposed to or I thought we had a made a mistake in going or not going someplace only to find out that God needed us there to talk to someone. I can't even number the amount of times here in Gothenburg alone that we've missed our bus or spårvagn only to end up running into someone we knew that we had lost contact. God's thoughts are not our thoughts. We just need to humble ourselves and let Him lead us.

Have a great week!

Love,

Äldste Cummings

1.The innebandy squad.

2. Örjan in the white jacket strutting his stuff.

3. This little girl hopped on stage after the show ended. It was so adorable.

4.  Elder Dumas and I got a little inspiration from the fashion show. Apparently it's "in" now tuck in one side of your jacket and let the other shoulder fall off. It's fashion.

No one has an accent in Bentonville

(Sister Slade)

Hola mi amigos y familia! (This is about all of the Spanish I know)

I made it to Arkansas! I've known about my mission call to Bentonville Arkansas for the last 5 months, and now I'm here! It's hard to believe. I am serving in the central park ward which is right in the middle of Bentonville. We live 10 minutes from the mission home. My companion and trainer is Sister Mueller. She has been on her mission for 15 months, so I will most likely be her last companion. She is amazing! The area that I'm in is also one of the few biking areas in the mission, so that's exciting. I actually like biking, just not in a skirt and not when it's 90 degrees out with 80% humidity.

On Thursday, right after meeting my companion and dropping off my bags, we went to my first lessons. We taught a single young mother who has so many questions and just wants something solid in her life. Her name is Jennifer. We're super excited about her, because she absorbs everything we have to tell her. She's a super sweet lady. She offered to feed us the next time we come to teach.

We've also taught a Muslim woman English several times. It was surprisingly fun. We cam't actually teach her the gospel because of some law from her country, but I love offering what service I can.

And then there is Jerry. He is 76 years old, and has been taught for the last 15 months. He hasn't accepted baptism yet, but he comes to church every Sunday and pays tithing and basically is the closest you can be to "a mormon" without actually being one. He is the sweetest old man. He is basically my mission grandpa. He takes the Sisters out to lunch every Friday and makes sure we have plenty of ice cream in our freezer.

It's amazing how much I love the people we've taught, and I've only known them for 5 days! The Lord really does amazing things through his love. If you want to have an interesting study, read Moroni 7: 45-47 and define each of the qualities of Charity.

God is good!

    ~Sister Slade

Moroni 6:5-6

(Aldste Cummings)

Tjena tjena!

This week was super fun, as always. Elder Dumas and I are having a grand ol' time here in Gothenburg. In Swedish the name of the city is "Göteborg" (yuh-te-bori) by the way. Men vi kör ju på engelska.

Hmmm...what did we do this week. I can't even remember.

We were out knocking doors and this man gave us some grapes off of his grape vine. He wasn't interested in our message but he seemed to think we were pretty cool so he said whenever we walk by we can take more grapes. Definitely the best grapes I've ever had. We also met a really nice lady who wants us to come back to teach her and her husband about our message. We offered her some grapes and she also thought they were pretty good.

On Friday, we had a little "Miracle on Rails." We were on our way to deliver some copies of the Book of Mormon to a religion class at the local university when we left our phone on the streetcar. We were kinda stressed out but we prayed for help and we knew somehow that we were going to get it back. So we went to deliver the books and then walked back to the institute center in the city only to see that all the streetcars were stopped on the tracks heading to and from our apartment. We quickly about half a kilometer to the jam and hopped on a streetcar that was on the same line as the one we lost the phone on, just headed in the opposite direction. Because of the jam, everyone had hopped off the streetcars. We asked the driver if anyone had left a phone on the car and he just pulled our phone out of his pocket and handed it to us! We don't know and probably never will know why they were all stopped that day, but what we do know is that losing a phone in Gothenburg and finding it again one hour later is nothing short of a miracle.

In our Gospel Principles class on Sunday, we were discussing obedience and sacrifice to the Lord. Someone mentioned how it might be hard for someone who has never gone to church to sacrifice their Sunday by coming to church and keeping the Sabbath day holy. Anders, one of the people we're teaching, piped in and said "You know, I've only been here three times, but I've never felt like it was a sacrifice to come here."

He understood the reason behind church attendance and why the Lord has commanded us to meet together as congregations in worship. As we come together in remembrance of Jesus Christ and show support for each other, we are spiritually uplifted and given strength to take on the coming week.

Have a great week!

Love,

Äldste Cummings

1. A member served us this beautiful taco pie. You guys might be surprised to hear that as a missionary in Sweden, tacos are by far the most common dish served at member dinners.

2. "Kidney stones." The bottle appears to be empty. Maybe @DavidCummings could make a contribution.

3. The streetcar we lost and found the phone on. Spårvagn of miracles.

4. These grapes got me feeling like-

Im going to embroider that on a pillow

(Sister Slade)

Hello friends and family!

This is it. I leave tomorrow morning for Arkansas! The next time I email, I will have met my mission president, as well as my trainer and will have been in my new area for a couple of days. Sister Allison and I are so excited to get up at 3 in the morning to catch our flight.

This week we went to a workshop/class where we watched a video by Elder Bednar. In it he said, "It is not enough to be on a mission. You have to be and become a missionary."  This hit me kind of hard, because for the longest time, I've been looking forward to going on a mission, but I've never really thought about being a missionary. At the MTC, the theme is "Become as He is." Who else do we have as an example for the perfect missionary?

In class we talked about faith, and how it was the antithesis of fear. Our teacher Sister Severe then invited us to take one of our fears and give it to the Lord in faith because fear and faith can not exist at the same time. I'd invite each of you to do the same thing. Take the thing that you're most worried about and offer it to the lord. Do as the Anti-Nephi-Lehi's did when they buried their weapons of war. Put trust in the lord that he can and will orchestrate things for your good.

One of the TRC lessons that we taught was with a girl named Vanessa. In our last lesson with her, I don't remember a word I said. Towards the end of the lesson, Vanessa said that she wanted to feel the way she did during that lesson all the time. She told us that every time she was with us she felt happy and at peace. Just like we were 94.7% sure Ethan was a member, we're 94.7% sure that Vanessa is a nonmember. We left the lesson floating with joy. That's really the only way to describe it. As we were walking away, I had the thought that if I never saw any more success in my mission, if no one else came closer to Christ through my efforts, then it would all be worth it, because Vanessa did. The thought came completely out of nowhere, but I knew it was true. I haven't even left the MTC yet, and already, the next 18 months are a success because of the one.

Last night, we had to say goodbye to our district, because some of them were leaving this morning. It's absolutely crazy how much I grew to love them in the three weeks that I've been here. I absolutely think that I have 9 eternal friends. I hated that to say goodbye, we just shook hands. I wanted so much to hug them goodbye, and all of you know how much I like hugs. As they were walking away, Elder Felt called, "God be with you 'till we meet again." I started to cry because it's very likely that the next time I will see them all again is when we're at "Jesus' feet." It was a very sad moment.

The subject line is a quote from Sister Severe. Any time anyone says something memorable or especially profound, she says, "Someday, I am going to embroider that on a pillow."

That's all I have for this week.

God is Good!

        ~Sister Slade

Pictures!

1. Sister Allison and I at the temple last week.

2. Us sisters in our mission t-shirts before exercise time.

3. Sister Law, Sister Ho Ching, Sister Allison and I. They were our roommates for the last 3 weeks.

4. My favorite tapestry in the MTC. It's moses leading Israel through the Red Sea.

5. Elder Felt made me an origami dragon. 

6. Sister Allison drew us

Alma 57:26

(Aldste Cummings)

Hey everybody!

This week was so fun! I can't even describe it. We just did so much and had a blast.

We started it off with playing innebandy (floor hockey I think it's called in English. Maybe floorball ?¿) with some of the young children and the bishop of the ward here and it was fantastic. We had so much fun and now we're so tight with all of them.

We also met this cool guy with cool hair named Björn (definition: bear. Such a cool name) on the street who turns out really needs God in his life right now and so he came to church on Sunday and thought it was fantastic and is going to come back next week so that's a pretty cool miracle.

We also went out and got dinner with Anders which was delicious. It was also really good for helping him in his spiritual progression as well. We encouraged him to develop a personal relationship to God. We talked about the uncanny coincidences concerning how we ended up on the same street at the same time and the door to the building that we would have gone in was locked and all that and testified that it was evidence that God was aware of him and wanted us to be there to talk to him. He thought about it a little and then added a bit of the story that we didn't know: he wasn't even supposed to be there on that street that day. He was going to go to lunch with his friend the day before but something came up and they pushed up the lunch to the day after.

It was so cool to see how the wheels were turning in his head and how he began to see how God has been preparing to receive His gospel. That seemed to hit him pretty hard because since then, his desire to build a relationship with his heavenly father has increased so much and he is making fantastic progress.

God is aware of us and really does do miracles in our lives whether or not we're aware of him. Open your hearts to His tender mercies and let His light in your life.

Have a great week!

Love,

Äldste Cummings

RIP Sister Slade b July 30, 1999 - d.September 1, 2018

(Sister Slade)

Hello everyone!

I'm not kidding with that subject line. On Friday night, I started to feel really sick with a stomach ache, headache, and a fever. On Saturday I so feverish, dizzy, and weak that our teacher Brother Eaton sent Sister Allison and I to the health clinic on the other side of the MTC campus. Unfortunately, we all forgot that the clinic is not open on Saturdays. So we walked back to class where Brother Eaton told us me to go back to my room to lay down. By the time we actually got back to our room, we had probably walked a mile, which did NOT help how I felt. The next day was fast Sunday, and at the MTC, it's a mandatory fast, mostly because the cafeteria was closed. This also didn't help how I felt. The purpose of telling all of you this is not so you can feel sorry for me. I had some amazing experiences because of this. On Sunday, President Dyck authorized my district leader, Elder Corbridge, to give me a blessing. My whole district participated in the blessing. It was the first time any of these Elders had the opportunity to give a blessing. Having 8 Elders surround me with the purpose of blessing me reminded me of a scripture; "And mine angels [are] round about you, to bear you up." Sister Allison even participated by holding open the missionary handbook for Elder Corbridge to make sure he said the right thing. Another thing I learned from this is how grateful I am for Sister Allison. I seriously don't think I could have made it through the weekend without her. She never complained about walking extremely slow because that's all the energy I could give, or missing class because I had no more energy to give, or even that I couldn't really hold a conversation with her because I was delirious with fever. Instead she just loved and served me. I love her even more after this weekend. Also, on Saturday for the part of class that I attended, we were talking about the Atonement of Jesus Christ. It hit me full force then that Jesus Christ knows exactly how awful I feel and He is there for me in the same way that Sister Allison was there for me, I just can't see Him.

Now that my mom thinks I was dying, I can assure her that I didn't die. I just felt like I was. ;) The good news is that my fever finally broke on Sunday night, and I regained most of my energy yesterday. My stomach still hurts a little today, but I'm not dying anymore.

Like I mentioned, this last Sunday was fast Sunday, which meant we had a fast and testimony meeting. During sacrament meeting, even though I felt awful, I kept thinking that if I can't even bear my testimony in a sacrament meeting, then I'm going to be in for a long 18 months. What else do missionaries do but bear their testimony? So I got up and bore my testimony. I don't remember a thing I said, but later all three members of the Branch Presidency came up to thank me for my testimony and they told me that my words were very powerful. So maybe what I was feeling in that meeting wasn't my fever, but the Holy Ghost guiding my words. :)

The MTC branches are kind of crazy. We get and lose missionaries every week, and no one knows who is teaching a lesson or talking in sacrament meetings. We're told that we should just prepare a talk on a certain topic and with our companion prepare a lesson on another topic each week. Then on Sunday morning our Zone leaders tell us who is teaching the lesson for relief society or Sunday school. During sacrament meeting, President Dyck will just get up and announce then and there who we will hear from each week. Giving a talk this week wasn't a big deal because of fast and testimony meeting, but Sister Allison and I were called on to teach Relief Society. We had spent maybe 15 minutes the day before preparing the lesson. The topic was recognizing the spirit, and it was incredible how powerful the spirit was in that lesson. The Lord really does take whatever we have to give and makes it more. It's the parable of the loaves and fishes again.

On Sunday night, we watched a devotional that Elder Holland gave at the MTC in 2004 called "Missions are Forever." In it, Elder Holland shared a poem:

 Come to the edge, He said

 No, I said, I'll fall

 Come to the edge, He said

 No, I said, I'll fall

 Come to the edge, He said

 So I came to the edge

 He pushed me, and I flew.

It was very powerful the way he shared it, and I think it can be applied to every aspect of life, not just a mission. The Lord gives us trials- he pushes us- so that we can fly. We just have to make it to the edge of our ability.

We got our travel itineraries on Friday Night! Sister Allison and I leave the MTC on the 12th, so next Wednesday. The only downside is that we have to get up at 3 in the morning to check out of the MTC on time. It's going to be a long day. Our flight doesn't leave until 8:30, but we have a layover in Georgia. We won't get to Arkansas until 4:30 in the afternoon. Sister Allison is assigned to be the travel leader for the 14 of us who will be on that flight, and so every time we see someone going to Arkansas they say, "Hi mom!" It's kind of funny because Sister Allison hates it. Because I'm leaving on a Wednesday, I will have one more P-day next Tuesday.

God is Good!

Love,

Sister Slade

Pictures

1. Our temple trip on Friday

2. I was in the middle of talking to the teacher when Sister Allison took this picture. Also Elder Horne in the background is shooting a rubber band at Sister Allison.

3. Proof that I'm alive and well. This picture was taken yesterday. 

Timothy 4:12

(Aldste Cummings)

Hey everyone!

This week was so fun. We did a ton of stuff and most of it I can't really remember because my brain is just so fried from doing so many different things.

We've been working hard on building trust and developing relationships with ward members to help strengthen them and increase their participation in our work as missionaries. It's been going really well. On Tuesday we played soccer with the young men in the ward and we've had like 6 meals with members this week including with our bishop. He and his wife even coordinated with other parents in the ward to set up a weekly floor hockey night with the missionaries so all the primary kids and spend more time with us! I'm so excited.

Going to church here is so fun. I've never been a very outgoing person--especially not when I'm speaking Swedish--but I've been making a concerted effort to reach out and try to make every member I talk to feel like their my best friend and I definitely feel like the Lord has blessed me with so much more social confidence as well as love for others than I've ever had. I love these people!

We had a formal lesson with the man we met a couple weeks ago who we later had lunch with. He then came to church on Sunday and L O V E D it. He's never really had a faith before so he's progressing slowly as far as a personal testimony is concerned, but he absolutely loves what he sees in the church and its members. He couldn't stop talking about how nice and warm and friendly everyone was and how happy he felt. It was unlike any experience he had ever had growing up as your average Swede does. Simply because of the goodness of the members and the love he feels in the congregation here, he is very seriously considering becoming a member himself.

This was just a perfect example of how covenant-keeping members of the church have a light and power in them that really does get noticed by other people. It's hard to put your finger on what it is, but it's there. As we strive to live the Gospel and "be an example of the believers," our joy and the light of the gospel in us makes an impact on those around us searching for the same joy and light.

Have a great week!

Love,

Äldste Cummings

1. Needless to say, Elder Dumas was NOT feeling well this day.

2. Ella Enchanted på svenska.

3. "I'm the Statue of Liberty"

4. Our boy.

5.  Long story. Jag orkar inte förklara.

MTC Really Stands For Marine Training Center

(Sister Slade)

Hello family and friends!

Holy cow! This week has been crazy. It's been the longest and shortest, best and craziest week of my life. I can't believe that I've been in the MTC for a full 10 days, but at the same time it feels like I've been here for a life time. I feel so ready to actually be out in the mission field. Before I start on my week, a couple of house keeping items. :) First of all, because my mission is a device mission, I can receive and read emails any time of the week, I just can't respond. So feel free to email me at any time. It makes my day to hear from everyone. Also, I guess there was still some problems with the pictures from last week. Was everyone able to view them? If not, just email me anytime today before 6 and I will try to fix that. Another thing is that the MTC is changing my P-day to Tuesday next week, so I'll have another P-day in 4 days, but I probably won't have another one until I'm actually in the field. Last thing, to my family (siblings and parents) how are you doing on my challenge? If you've forgotten about it, that's okay because you still have 3 more days to work on it! But I do expect an email on Monday night from each of you with an update!

Here at the MTC, we have this thing called TRC where we contact people who agree to come and be taught by the missionaries. Some of them are non members who want to learn more about the gospel. Basically, we go and contact them on the "street" and then we set up an appointment to meet with them again. Then we teach them 2 or 3 times. Sister Allison and I talked to a guy named Ethan. He's from the UK and had an amazing accent. We only got to teach him twice, because the third time would have been today, but it's our P-day. Both times we've taught him, I've felt the spirit guiding my words and help me to teach him and not the lesson we had prepared. We're 94.7% sure that he is a member of the church, but who knows? Tomorrow, we'll have another contacting activity, where we will meet a new person to teach next week.

I love my district! I feel like I gained 8 brothers (some of which are older brothers, and some are younger) and a sister. The lord knew that I can't handle immature people, and so he placed me with people that (for the most part) aren't immature. Seriously though, it's very obvious that some of the Elders here are 18 years old, but with my district, they all act older than their age.

For the first 5 days that I was here, I was looking for Sister Marks, because I knew she was leaving on Monday, and I was terrified that I would miss her. She's was the only person that I knew was in the MTC. I was feeling discouraged that I wouldn't see a familiar face for another 18 months, so I said a prayer that I would be able to fine Sister Marks. Not 10 minutes later, we quite literally ran into each other. This was Saturday night. Then on Sunday, we ran into each other 5 more times. It was a testimony to me that Heavenly Father really does hear and answer prayers. 

I had a life changing moment on Sunday Night. We watched a devotional that Elder Bednar gave to the Provo MTC in 2012 called the Character of Christ. Supposedly you can only find it in the MTC, but I would encourage each of you to at least look for it. If you can't find it, read Elder Bednar's book One by One, it sort of touches on the same thing. It was absolutely incredible though! I can't even describe how powerful his words though. He talked about becoming converted unto the lord, and the way we do that is to develop the character of Christ, which is to turn outwards when the natural man in each of us would turn inwards. I can't begin to express how deeply his words touched me. He mentioned specifically that this mission is not about me, but I think that was to general. This life is not about me. We should not be asking "What can I get out of this life?" but "What can I give?"

I decided to be a part of the MTC which turned out to be the best decision ever. We practice on Sunday and Tuesday nights, and then perform for the devotional on Tuesday night. This week, we were singing an incredible arrangement of I Know That My Redeemer Lives by T. Chemain Evans called Testimony. I would encourage all of you to look up a performance of it, preferably by the missionary choir. Before you do that, look up the story of Samuel Medley (the person that originally wrote the song). When we sang this on Tuesday, the words were my testimony. "Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives! I know that my Redeemer Lives!"

Also at the devotional, the opening hymn was Called to Serve. I will never forget that experience. There is something incredibly powerful about 2000 missionaries all singing "Called to serve our king!" The whole time, I felt like I was on angel's wings.

Now for the fun/funny things that have happened. On Monday night's, the MTC is catered to by a local food place. This week it was Subway. It was quite possibly the worst meal I've had since being here at the MTC, which is saying a lot because the food here is not the best. Working at Subway for 3 years kind of ruins my appetite for their food. Also on Monday, Sister Allison started to trot up the stairs to our room and she yelled, "I'm a horse!" We laughed so hard, mostly because we were so exhausted. Last night, our entire district was very slap happy. I felt bad for our teacher, because we would laugh at something really stupid every 5 minutes or so. We were all ready for P-day today. The subject for this email can't really be explained because there's a lot to it. But the joke started, because one day our entire district was falling asleep in class, so our teacher made us do jumping jacks, wall sits, and a lap around the floor to wake us up. If you can picture 10 missionaries doing all of this in suits and dresses, then you are beginning to understand why I chose that as the subject line.

Final thought. 2 days ago, Sister Allison and I were talking about our lesson plan for Ethan, and she said, "We did the best that we could with the time that I had." This hit me really hard, because that's what I want to be able to say at the end of my mission, or even my life. "I did the best that I could with the time that I had." So now that is my goal for my mission.

I love all of you!

--

Sister Slade

pictures

1. See mom, I am eating healthy ; )

2. Sister Marks and I

3. Emma, this one's for you

4. Funny picture because why not?

5. My district. From left to right, Elder Cahoon, Elder Spilsburry, Sister Allison and I, Elder Walters, Elder Corbridge, Elder Felt and Elder Oxenden. In the front are Elder Horne and Elder

Helser

6. Sister Allison and I during study time