A Temple Dedicated

(Sister Cummings)
Well Hello everyone! This week has been just amazing! We have seen many miracles as always, but I am going to skip right to the good part. THE TEMPLE HAS BEEN DEDICATED!

Thats right the beautiful event started on Saturday with the presentation of the youth cultural celebration. The presentation itself  was in a theatre in Montreal, however there was not enough room for even the families of the youth to attend. So it was broadcasted to church buildings all over Quebec and Ontario, and potentially all of Canada but I am not sure... Anyways the theme was "Je me Souviens" or "I Remember" Which is what is written on every quebecois license plate. The presentation featured a short ballet performance to portray the creation, a First Nations dance (to us Americans this means Native American in Canadian lingo) which was really cool with a lot of stomping around, a French Canadian Waltz, then an English Canadian jig, With a short little interlude of The French and the English having a dance battle. It was so cute! All these little canadians running around in blues and reds seeing who could dance better.

To show the immigrant cultures that have become quite prevalent in the past fifty years they did a Latina dance which was so intense my legs hurt from watching it. And finally a Hatian dance. Which was really awesome. All in all a beautiful performance and presentation as youth of Quebec and Ontario remembered where they came from and why there were here.

A huge part of why we have a temple centres around genealogy in helping those who have not had the opportunity in their life on Earth to partake in ordinances such as baptism. In the temple we can be baptized on the part of our ancestors so that they may also feel the joy of the gospel if they so choose to. The spirit was so strong as the youth shared what they had learned from their ancestors.

The kicker though was Yesterday. The big day. The dedication. Present was Elder Henry B. Eyring of the quorum of the twelve apostles, Bishop Causse, and Members of the Seventy Elders Perkins and Richards. It was beautiful. The sprint was yet again so strong but even stronger than that of the night before. As we were sitting there a feeling of peace just came over me. I myself wasn't able to attend the temple for the service but by way of satellite we were able to be evermore a part of the ceremony. It was beautiful and a feeling of peace just came over me and has not left since.

I know that my redeemer lives and I know that he loves me. And that though this love he has given us the opportunity and the invitation to enter into his temples. The Temples really are the place where we can really feel his spirit the strongest. I am so grateful to be able to be here sharing the wonderful song of redeeming love to those around me here in Quebec.

I love you all and I hope that you have an even better week than I just had.

Love

Sister Cummings

The First Baptismal Date

(Elder Cummings)

Another week has flown by!  Elder Ballard and I have been working hard this week.  We have racked up almost four hundred miles over the course of seven days driving all over the west side of Fresno teaching the gospel to the Hmong people...and to one great German man!

His name is Pieter and he is a ton of fun to visit.  His wife is Hmong and a lifelong member, making him "our" investigator.  They met in the armed forces in Germany, and Pieter has been investigating the church on and off for the last few years, and now the wait is over!  He will be baptized the weekend of December 12!  Elder Ballard and I are over the moon, as are his in-laws.  This makes me so happy!  He is coming to the covenants of salvation!

I am so grateful for the restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ!  I cannot help but smile to think that the power of God is on the earth again, that after centuries of silence God speaks to mankind again through a prophet!  I love to share this message, and I love these people!  We read in 1 Corinthians 13 that the message of the gospel, if not spoken with charity, the pure love of Christ, it becomes "as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal."  Effectively just really nice noise.  The gospel is so much more than noise!  I pray that we all can reach out to those around us in the spirit of charity so that they can understand that too.

Lots of love,

Elder Cummings

Thanksgiving

(Anziano Wilkinson)

Okay, so they sadly don't celebrate thanksgiving in Italy... But there is still great food here so I can complain too much! Last week we hadtransfers and I met my new comp Anziano Mattson! He is a wiz withanything mechanical and he loves to get his hands dirty working on fixing things. He is a really hard worker and is always trying to dowhat's right; he's a great guy. We get along well and make a good teamwhen we're working together to tackle the tasks before us. I can tell this will be a good transfer!

So now that I'm back and settled in Pisa we are hitting the road with more determination than ever to utilize our time well and help as many people as we can. We're especially working hard to involve the members in our work and just uplift the ward in general. It's been a fun transfer so far and I can't wait to see what lays in store for the rest of it!

The weather is finally changing here in Pisa and we are breaking out the jackets, sweaters,and scarves. It's so sad that it's getting cold now, but I suppose we've evaded it long enough so I can't complain! The only problem is is that it comes with a lot of really cold rain, which isn't exactly the funnest but we survive haha.

Recently I was reading in the fifth chapter of Luke and I came across the story of Christ calling Peter to be an apostle. Before meeting Christ, Peter and his fellow fishermen had been struggling in their efforts to catch anything despite the long hours they had been putting in. But after listening to the Savior give a sermon, Peter began to regard Christ as someone to be respected. At the end of his sermon, Christ tells Peter to thrust out to sea and cast his nets in the water to catch fish. Peter's response was a humble one and an important one, in which he said, "Master, we have toiled all the night, and have taken nothing: nevertheless at thy word I will let down the net."

How often to we find ourselves in a similar situation to Peter? The situation where we try our best to do what's right (in Peter's case to make an honest living) and despite our best efforts we find little success or, in Peter's case, none at all. Many time we lose hope and become doubtful when our efforts to do something prove fruitless. But we should never forget to have the humility to do just as Peter did and trust in the Lord.

Many times the Lord withholds success from us so that we can turn to him more fully and give our trust to him. It is many times our humility which unlocks the windows of heaven to pour out success upon us. For Peter, by having the humility to trust in the Lord's instructions he pulled so many fish that it filled two boats to the brink of sinking and stretched his nets nearly to the point of breaking. This same blessing of success is outstretched to us as well if we humble ourselves as Peter did! No matter how fruitless our efforts to do what is right seem at times, I promise that our efforts are not forgotten by the Lord. Instead of complaining when blessing don't come immediately, we should humble ourselves in the face of hard times, follow the Lord's council, and say to him as Peter did: "at thy word I will [keep trying]".

So if hard times happen to have washed up in your lives, I invite you to ask the Savior what he would have you do and have the humility to do whatever it is that he instructs. I promise that as you make this a pattern in your life you will find that hard times will turn into huge success, sometimes so huge that you won't even have room enough to receive it! So whatever it is that is giving you difficultly this week, don't give up on it, just keep trying to do what is right and the Lord will bless you with success.

Have great week everyone and enjoy thanksgiving!

-Anziano Jake Wilkinson

(Anziano Wilkinson)

I Cant Believe Its Monday Already

(Elder Cummings)
It has been ANOTHER great week!  It has been a fast week.  I've got some doubts that this is actually Monday again.  This week has flown by.

I had my first exchange this week!  Because of scheduling conflicts we haven't had any since I made it out to Fresno.  I was with the district leader Elder Cunningham for the day.  We had some great visits with recent converts and members.  I learned a lot from how he teaches and ended the day feeling like there is a lot I could work on, but not feeling overwhelmed.  My favorite part of the day was the baptism.  That's right, I've had my first baptism!  I "baptized" on an exchange.  Not many missionaries can say that!  It was a beautiful service.  They all have been excellent.  This one has been my favorite though.  John, the person being baptized, has been investigating the church for four years, waiting to turn 18 since his parents wouldn't give permission for him to be baptized earlier.  He has waited a long time, and it was clear the he is ready!  The Spirit was so strong as he went down into the font and was baptized.  After four years of waiting he finally was given the opportunity to witness before God that he is willing to keep the commandments and to take upon himself the name of Christ.  It was a wonderful place to be.

All five of us Hmong missionaries were there for the service!  I know I haven't written about them all, and I think it is about time to introduce them.  Four of us are in Fresno and one is up in Merced training an English speaking elder.  So here they all are with John and Ritcherd, his long time friend who actually performed the baptism. 

From left to right we have my trainer Elder Ballard.  He and I get along so well.  We have the same interests, the same quirky sense of humor, and in teaching we play off of each other very well.  It has been great being his companion!  Next to him is Elder Cunningham, our district leader.  He was my companion for the day and is from the tiny town of Koo-Sharem, Utah.  I'm sure I didn't spell that right.  A state champion long jumper and a powerful missionary!  In the white we have John on the left and Ritcherd on the right.  They have grown up together both at school and in the church.  Ritcherd and his dad are the only Latinos in our Hmong ward and we love them!  Next we've got Elder Napton, Elder Cunningham's companion.  Apparently I am supposed to be wrestling him some time soon, but if that has to wait I won't be heartbroken.  Other than me he is the youngest of us Hmong missionaries and has been out for just over a year.  Skip over me and then you have Elder Pace.  I don't know him too well.  I've seen him four or five times at most.  He is the one who is serving in Merced right now.  The other elders all talk about him and love him to death!  We have an extremely solid Hmong program.  We have three more coming to the mission on December 2, Elders Bagley, Biggs, and Grey.  We are excited to meet them soon.

I love being a missionary!  It has so far been the best experience of my life!  All of you who have the opportunity should make every effort to go.  You will never regret serving the Lord.  I hope you all have a great week!

Elder Jared Cummings

A Week of Miracles

(Sister Cummings)
First off I am just going to say that we still have not gotten lost thanks to many prayers. All in all there were about 8,000 people who visited the temple this week and I go to be there for about 4,000 of them. We worked everyday this week taking the hour and a half drive to get there, sometimes needing to wake up at 5:00 am in order to make it on time. I actually started getting cramps in my legs from driving our aged car from our end of the island to the other. But it was worth the sacrifice.

We were able to see so many miracles in being there. For example there was a moment when I and my companion were working in the reception tent and I was helping people at the information counter when a woman came up who only spoke spanish. Now the area I am serving in used to be full of spanish speaking people, however with certain changes in the area boundaries we actually do not teach in spanish all that often. So I have not really had the time to learn Spanish as I am trying to perfect my French. Well with that being said I really do not speak Spanish. Anyways so I started helping this woman, she pointed to one of the pamphlets that we had about genealogy asking if she could take it. I said she could but we only had those ones in French however we did have these other pamphlets that were in spanish, they were the same thing but just smaller. I then invited her to fill out one of the comment cards. Which is a pretty normal conversation except it was a little different this time because I WAS SPEAKING FLUENT SPANISH. One of the sisters serving from Mexico commented on how good my accent was and asked if I had spoken spanish at home... Well lets just say the gift of tongues is real and that that woman probably really needed that pamphlet because God performed a miracle to give it to her.

Another miracle happened a little later in the original form of an adversity. This entire week our car has been just having problems. Hmmm Funny how it just happens to be on this week of all weeks where the House of the Lord would be open to the public. Anyways one of the main problems has been that randomly our trunk opens. As in, getting of the highway and suddenly it just pops right open and we can't close it. We had talked to one of leaders and he had showed us what to do when it happened. SO one morning we were running a little late to the temple, we had hit some unexpected traffic and had turned onto an empty road. There was literally no one there when suddenly our trunk opens. We obviously pull over to the side of the road and try doing what our leader had shown us. It didn't work. We tried again. Nope. Nothing. Before reverting to insensible slamming of the trunk multiple times we called our leader and he wasn't available. Finally I said a prayer. I had just finished when a man comes out of literally nowhere. The road was completely empty and then this guy is just there. He comes up and in perfect English (which was quite rare for the area that we were in at that time which is known as the most french area) shows us how to close our trunk. And it works. I don't think I have ever been so grateful in my life for someone who could show me how to push buttons. After saying thanking him we got back into the car and...the guy had vanished. We are pretty sure it was one of the three Nephites or an angel. Because that was actually the day that we could not be late to. The most people came through the temple and the most miracles happened.

Now I don't really have too much time to continue but I did want to share one last miracle. We were working the video rooms which consisted of inviting people into the room giving a short speech very similar to a flight attendant speech and then starting the video. It was early in the week so not as many people were coming. Our tour group ended up being only two non-member men. We had some time to get to know them and we asked if they had ever been in a temple before. One had never been in a temple but he had lived two blocks away from the Oakland California temple for about ten years and had always wanted to visit a temple. The other his grandmother had been a member but his mother had never been baptized or was interested in the gospel. But he had started looking into the church when he had stumbled upon the temple open house. Now this was maybe our fiftieth time doing the introductory speech and watching the video but this time was different for some reason. he spirit was very strong and after the video we saw that both men were crying. AND THAT WAS ONLY THE VIDEO. We did not get to see them after their tour but I am confident that they had felt the spirit even stronger.

I am so grateful I was able to be a part of the temple open house here in Montreal. This was a moment I realized I was quite prepared to be a part of. The chances of people able to be a part of it at the exact last transfer of my mission where my French is at its best and I have become aware of how to follow the spirit was amazing. I am so glad that I could be a part of this wonderful experience. I love every single one of you and I hope you have a wonderful week.

Love

Sister Cummings

The Indian Summer and the GPS Miracle

So as I mentioned last week the temple has been finally opened to the public after nearly 18 months of restoration. And with its opening we are seeing many many miracles. It is part of my job during this open house to welcome people into the reception tent after the tour and ask them how they enjoyed the temple. Everyone says the exact same thing "It was breathtaking!" It doesn't matter who it is or what their background is every single person has said the exact same thing. Breathtaking, peaceful, and full of love.

It seems that the weather is also celebrating this beautiful opportunity. We are  experiencing what is called an Indian Summer by these Canadians. A random moment where it suddenly gets warm in mid November. Yes it was snowing two weeks ago but I have not had to wear a coat for the last four days.

Now I wanted to share a story. Shortly following our emails last Monday, all the sisters in the mission had a training by Elder Richards, a member of the seventy. We had arrived a little early as had been requested, and were sitting in the sacrament room waiting for Elder Richards to come. It was reverently quiet in the room as all the sisters were taking the moment to study the scriptures and further prepare for the training.

So flashback a little. Here in our mission if we would like to have a GPS we need to provide it. I had a GPS that my family had sent me about a year ago. It is our family GPS that was would use before people started having iPhones and hadn't really been in use until I started to use it out here. When I left Lemoyne the sisters were begging and pleading that I leave it there so that they could use it. Seeing as my new companion had one in her possession I lent it to them. Now flash forward to the meeting. It was after this meeting that we would be transferring and with that transfer I would lose my companion AND her GPS. So we had called the sisters to try to get my GPS back.

So as we are sitting in the sacrament room of the chapel waiting for Elder Richards feeling the spirit the Lemoyne Sisters lean over to me and mention that my GPS had stopped working and it wasn't charging anymore. Boom. Freakout moment. We were an hour and a half away from our area. Which hour and a half included driving directly through the middle of the Island of Montreal. AKA a rather large City. I started stressing out hard core. But still wanting to be ready for the meeting I tried my hardest to focus on the scriptures.

Well it didn't work right away so I turned to my study journal that contained all of my notes on conferences and trainings I had attended. One word kept standing out. "Adversity." Hmm... I wonder why.... Anyways I decided to study adversity in the scriptures. The very first scripture I turned to was D&C 58:2-4 which talks about how though there be hard times now blessings will come in the future.

Now this is the moment that is miraculous. I found peace.

It wasn't because my GPS just started working or anything like that. Nor was it that I just forgot about it. The Lord brought to mind my very very first day in the field as a missionary. We were in the Middle of Montreal, no GPS and I was supposed to drive. I hadn't really driven in about a year, not including the one or two excursions I had ventured the month before I started my mission. And driving really stressed me out. Especially highways. Well we decided to say a prayer. Then started driving.  I have never been so confident and calm while driving that day. And my companions directions consisted of "I think it is that way."  But some way unbeknownst to us we arrived at our apartment in Mascouche without getting lost. Not even once.

After remembering this I realized something else. I had served above the Island, on the Island and below the island. I had served in every area I needed to in order to make my way to the temple and back.

Peace came into my heart as I realized that I could trust the Lord. He had shown me that before and he had prepared me for this moment. I needed this peace because afterwards when we began our training and had a personal tour by a member of the seventy of the church through the temple I received an answer to my prayers that I was in sore need for. If I had been distracted by how I would get home I would not have been able to receive that answer.

I love you all and if there is anything that you can get from this weeks email I would like to give my testimony that I know that God blesses those that trust him. I got home safely that night and I have gotten home safely every night since and have never once been lost. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.