Well this week is probably the start of my last week in Boston. You
know how before you go on a mission or think of other people on a
mission and think oh I hope I get a lot of areas or wow look how much
of the country they got to see... Ya I've been in Boston for about six
months now and I'm starting to have thoughts more like maybe I could
spend the rest of my eight more months in Boston? I'd be down for that
but unfortunately my mission President and the Lord have a different
idea.
This week I gotta go to Stamford again on exchanges and see how the
other half live... Just kidding Stamford is flipping gorgeous I love
going there on exchanges it's like a little English get away. I gotta
go to Burghly house again which is always nice and I gotta be with
Sister Nkomo who is like the best person in the world I have loved her
being my STL.
This week was good but honestly I feel like I was a puddle of tears
the whole week haha. Every time we went to a members home or visited
our Investigators I couldn't help but shed a few tears. I can honestly
say I have found that my heart has stretched so much bigger then I
ever thought was possible. The thought of leaving my people honestly
breaks my heart. When I left on my mission I had one mom one dad two
grandmas and grandpas, but now I've found I have inherited three more
mums and dads ten more grandmas and grandpas and too many friends and
people I love to count. I can't imagine the ocean of tears that are
coming next week.
At the same time change is good and what one of my English mums told
me Is that I am needed somewhere else to help in a way that only I can
so I'm very grateful and hopeful that this will come true, I have to
keep reminding myself of when I left Gloucester I was so sad to leave
and nervous to find new people to love but here I am feeling the same so
I know whatever happens its going to be fine and
I'll find people to love in the next area.
I want to share something that I have been able to witness over the
past two months that has truly been a real shaper for my testimony.
This story is about the Smith family and if nothing else happens on my
mission I will still be able to sleep at night because of them.
About two months ago sister James and I were making our way out to a
village about forty minutes from Boston to do some finding, but by the
time we got ten minutes out we realised we would not have enough time
to get out there and make it back for our appointment but we had
twenty minutes to kill until then so we saw a old farm road that had
about half a dozen houses on it called Browns Drove. We decided to
pull over and tract it. Once we got to nearly the end of the road we
knocked on the door of the Smith family and a mum, dad and about four
little gorgeous kids answered the door with bright smiling faces we
talked for a bit and asked if we could return and share more they
agreed.
We returned that next week and taught the mum and a couple of the
kids. We returned a few days later and taught the whole family, at the
very beginning of that lesson the mum asked so you guys don't drink
tea or coffee right? "Yup" ok but can I still drink my coke? "Go for
it!" Perfect I've already cut down on the tea and I've tossed the
coffee.... So basically she committed to live the word of wisdom only
after the first lesson. And we just kept returning and teaching after
that and witnessed how God literally took this family and has changed
there lives completely the father who smoked every day for the past
twenty years has now quit for a solid week, during the plan of
salvation lesson the mum asked so after we are baptised what's next
for us? It's like her spirit recognised that God still had so much
more planned for her and her little family. I will never forget when
we were able to tell them about the temple and then spent the rest of
the lesson googling pictures of temples around the world. And the
father who said he hadn't read a book since school has been mowing
through the Book of Mormon and picking things out of it that I had
never even noticed.
Now not to say the past two months haven't been without trials is a
lie there was definitely trials and things we had to work on but it
was honestly incredible to be able see how God really does prepare his
children it was not Sister James or I that convinced these people to
join the church, it was all from the spirit preparing the hearts of
the children until the Gospel and knowledge to back it up it was
finally at there door for them to accept it. The mum and dad are
getting baptized on September 2nd and the older two children are getting
baptised a couple weeks later. I honestly feel like these people are
why I came to the EBM and most importantly why I came to Boston, there
have been lots of other miracles and great things that have happened
but this one has definitely impacted me a lot.
I am truly so grateful for this experience to be serving in Boston I
can honestly say I love this area and the people so very much and I
can also see that it has left such a large imprint on my heart my hope
is that I've left one on it as well.
I love Boston, I love my people, I love my girl and I love being a missionary.
Love,
Sister Talia Brown 🇬🇧
68, Norfolk St
Boston
PE21 9HQ
England
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