With Love

Hello!
 
What a good week. E. Maljanen and I started running in the mornings! 10 minutes is all we’ve got right now, but pretty soon we will step it up to 14 minutes! Oh yes. Other than running and feeling great, I’m learning some good ole Finnish! I’ll be fluent by the time I get home. This week, we also had the opportunity to go to the temple in Preston, England! What a beautiful place! It was a very enjoyable visit. While we were in Preston, we also got to meet with Sister Walker and her husband President Walker, the Preston MTC president! They were a lot of fun and taught us some good things! As a side note, Sister Walker is actually Gordon B. Hinkcley’s daughter! She shared with us a lot of stories of her childhood and how her dad always walked around the home singing around Christmas time. Back then she didn’t understand why he was always singing, but she said that as she has gotten older she has figured out the secret!
 
Apparently singing and music in general has all kind of positive effects on the body, mind, and spirit! Assuming it is halfway descent music of course. Anyways, Christmas is coming soon and I don’t know about you all, but I am really excited! This will be my first Christmas in the UK! it will be interesting to see how it goes.
 
So what miracles have I seen this week? Hm, so the first full day E. Maljanen and I were companions, we were trying to decide where we should go knock doors. We knew that if we picked a place without praying, it would most likely result in cold fingers and a lot of slammed doors in our face, so, we both looked at the map as we said prayers in heart. After a couple minutes, I asked him where he felt we should go. Of the entire, massive map, he picked the EXACT same two streets that I had pre-determined in my mind. What’s more is that the two streets weren’t even close to one another! Feeling excited we went that day and knocked one of the streets. We met a couple of nice people, but the results weren’t much different from usual. 
 
Well, a few days ago, we finally made it around to the other street we had felt we should go. And on the very first door we knocked, a man opened up who looked quite stressed. As we spoke and got to know him, he told us that his wife had died 7 weeks ago, and that he had lost all hope of there being a God. As we spoke and tried to help him, we were all eventually overcome with emotion. We wept together and tried to help him understand that there is so much more. Though I didn’t even know this man, I felt as if I had known him for years and sincerely felt pain at the fact that he didn’t ever expect to see his wife again. Before long, he softened, he began to trust us as he felt our sincerity, and eventually he gained that hope of more.
 
Now that man may never go to church, he may never meet with missionaries. He may never be baptised or read the Book of Mormon. But missionary work is a lot more than simply how many people we help come to church or choose to be baptised. Missionary work is loving, serving, and uplifting those hands which hang hopelessly down. 
 
It is my hope and prayer that we can all find those that need our help and serve them in any way possible.
 
With love,
Elder Walker
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