Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Value of Prayer

We are all fine. We haven't fallen off the face of the earth, but since the earth quake and the increase of the worlds rotation time is going faster. 

I thought that George had sent you updates but then I guess you are feeling the repercussions of his hard drive crashing. They are still trying to retrieve the journals and information.
It has been very interesting lately. We didn't have any water the other day and the knob came off the shower. The ceiling air conditioners started leaking in the presidents room and in the main lobby so we decided that we could shower there. It is good that I had stored a bottle of water for 
emergency .I used it for a spit and promise wash.

We now have 86 missionaries under our wing from Cambodia, Thiwan, Pakistan, India, and all over the Philippines each speaking all the languages. The Spirit is the great interpreter. 
One of our sisters had to be in isolation for a few days for TB. We prayed a lot and she returned to us today. I know it was so hard for he to be alone. She might have felt like Joseph in the jail because she could not leave her room or associate with anyone. 

On Saturday we had to give 344 shots. We thought that the missionaries would be sick or hurting, but they were up and going strong on Sunday.

One very sad note is that one of the mission presidents wife is dying and they won't be able to get her home. We are praying for the president, his family, and the mission. He has been very successful and loves his missionaries. He grieves at the idea of finishing like this. You can not believe the sacrifice that people make and they are happy to do it. I am humbled.
             
Most people around here drive 1-1&1/2 hrs. to get to work and many drive that far to go to church.
           
I went teaching the other day with the missionaries.  I first rode a van for 1/2 hour,  caught a ride in a jeepney, then walked all over. We tracted a lady off the street who sold candy at a small stand. When the sister first told her who we were the lady covered her face with a orange silk cloth. Then the sister told her that we had a sacred message for her and asked if she would hear it. The lady asked her small son to watch the stand and invited us into her home.  Her home was at the end of an alley that was lined with squatters who have no other place to live. We were invited to sit on her couch. There on the wall were pictures and statues of Jesus and Mary like in many homes of the Philippine people.

As the discussion went on, the sister taught the sweet lady to pray. The sister prayed a line and then the lady followed. I can not imagine not praying. I don't know what I would have done all my life if I hadn't had a Heavenly Father to pray to and help me with my endless needs. Who would I have had to talk to that could comfort me when my heart was broken? Who could I have shared my blessing with. I can not express how much I value prayer and the knowledge that we have a Heavenly Father of flesh and bones who loves us, His children, and answers their prayers.

I bought small plastic Easter eggs for the missionaries. You can not believe their joy and excitement. They have never had Easter eggs.

I count my blessings daily to be able to be with the Lord's servants. The Spirit is so strong that at times I feel a conduit right to heaven. I see miracles every day as missionaries are able to learn and speak and come to know their Savior. That is the goal-coming to know the Savior.

I invite my family and friends, like we invite the missionaries, to read the Book of Mormon and pray to know if it is true. I also invite you especially at this time of year to pray to know that Jesus is the Christ and your personal Savior. What a relief to know that we have someone who can help us return to our Heavenly Father. I believe that I have been homesick my whole life.

May you have all your righteous desires met. Most of all may you feel the presence of the Lord in your lives and our love. 
The Taylors 

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