Thursday, November 29, 2012

Missionary Helping Hands

A woman in Melissa's Connecticut ward who has a Public Affairs calling, wrote an article about the clean-up efforts of the missionaries in the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy.  She was kind enough to let Melissa send it to us, and gave us permission to put it up on her blog.  The photo at the bottom was also  part of the article.


200 Missionaries as Helping Hands
               Hurricane Sandy Cleanup along Connecticut’s Shoreline – Week Two (10 Nov. 2012) 
(Submitted by Lyn Greenwood, Tri-Stake P.A Assistant Director)  
On Friday, 9 November 2012,  200 missionaries for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (the Mormons, or LDS) began a service mission to cleanup neighborhoods along Connecticut’s coastline that were devastated by Hurricane Sandy and exacerbated by the Nor’easter ice and snow storms of 8 Nov., just a week after Sandy hit. 
The missionaries drove from all over Massachusetts, Rhode Island, and Connecticut to the New England sea village of Madison, CT.  They brought sleeping bags, toiletries and their work gear for the next day.  After a mission-wide conference with leaders, the young men stayed over night in the gym of the local LDS church building.  Senior missionaries and twenty-eight sister missionaries were housed in the homes of local congregants. 
At 6:30 the next morning, wearing their Helping Hands vests and T-shirts, they were all ready to eat the breakfast prepared by congregants.   In addition to the name tags known worldwide, the vests featured a small white sticker designating a group in which they would later be serving.  They blessed the food and the hands that prepared it, and sang a hymn.  More than 200 voices sang out:  “As I have loved you, love one another.  This new commandment:  Love one another.  By this shall men know, ye are my disciples, if ye have love, one to another.” Then they waited patiently in line for their breakfast.  Over and over again these young people thanked locals for their hot meal. 
After clearing up tables and chairs, the missionaries piled into cars and headed out for Trumbull, CT. to join 200 local LDS congregants who also helped, for a second weekend, as Mormon Helping Hand volunteers.   From there, the 400+ volunteers received work assignments in Fairfield, Milford, or Bridgeport shoreline neighborhoods.  Local LDS Helping Hands continued to work, for the second weekend in a row, in Madison and Killingworth, CT, as well.  An early estimate of just Saturday’s help is that over 3,000 hours of aid was volunteered on Nov. 10 alone.
Guiding this large group of missionaries was Boston Mission President Packard, attending with his wife, Sister Alison Packard, and 3 of their children – all of whom have moved to the Boston area for three years.   (Their oldest child is serving a mission of his own in northern Chile.)  Pres. Packard noted that with LDS Church President Monson’s new age guidelines for serving missions, there has been an almost 5-fold explosion in the number of young LDS men and women applying for missions.  This means that mission presidents all over the world, he said, will be more and more looking for ways that their young missionaries can find meaningful community service opportunities of their own, and with other faith groups, and organizations.  He added:  “They come out in what typically is the most selfish time of their lives, and they give all that up, pay their own way, and serve not for 2 weeks or 2 months but for 18 months to two years.  It’s a beautiful thing.”  His own children are in Boston area high schools and middle school and finished homework up early in order to participate with the group today.  “They love it.  They do not want to miss one minute of being here with these Elders and Sisters.  They just buoy us up.” 
Missionaries serve in pairs.  The two missionaries currently assigned to the Madison ward (or parish) and its 17 towns are young women (“sisters”):  Sister Broekhuijsen, of Highland, Utah, and Sister Vicente, of Cape Verde, Africa, have served two weekends in a row to cleanup Hurricane Sandy destruction.  On Nov. 3, they worked in Old Saybrook and went on to Milford, Connecticut.  On Nov. 10 and 11, they worked with a larger team at one house in Fairfield.   
Each shared their thoughts on Nov. 11:  Sister Vicente, who has so far served 4 months of her 18-month mission, said that nothing can match the wonderful feeling that comes from the chance to be just a little bit like Christ in helping people who are waiting in a setting where everyone all around needs so much: “their happy faces, their gratitude – this is all so rewarding.”  There’s so much devastation that it would take one family months to accomplish what can be done in a few days with many hands.

Sister Broekhuijsen, a missionary for 15 months so far, pointed out that the neighborhoods where the two had worked already had a great sense of community and the Mormon Helping Hands just added to that.  For instance, one local citizen saw all the workers in yellow vests and came to see what was being done, asked if she could help, went home and changed clothes, and came to work the rest of the day with the Helping Hands group.  Another neighbor baked a cake and brought it to the young people.   
“From a missionary perspective,” adds Sister Broekhuijsen, “it was very interesting to see that people are so willing to accept this kind of help because, as full-time missionaries we know that what we share when we teach and preach the gospel is more valuable than physical help.  But people aren’t always able to accept that spiritual help.  So it’s very rewarding to share something that people are willing to accept and are appreciative of.”  Both sisters agreed joyfully that this weekend of service was “the best weekend of our missions.”



Monday, November 26, 2012

Shovels, Spasms, and "Sand"wiches

It's always great to hear that our favorite daughter is happy and doing well!  I'm sure you'll enjoy the following email as much as we all did!


Greetings!

I am a happy, happy lady. I have had a wonderful week and it's now Christmastime and my heart is jiggling around so much I keep checking for Bill Cosby. (<--- NOT funny, I'm sorry. When will I learn?)

Where do I even start? Well, first of all, there was a cute miracle that occured last Monday. Right after I finished e-mailing we went home to drop something off before heading to our dinner appointment. I checked the mail and there was a letter from C* (a recent convert from Boston). When I opened up the envelope, approximately 800 cat pictures/stickers/calendar cut outs fell out. She knew that I love cats and included a bunch of cat memorabilia for me. So cute of her. So that was just so nice and perfect timing because I was still a little (<--pronounced, "a lot") weepy about learning that my sweet Zorro had died. Then we went to our dinner appointment and they have 6 cats so I was a happy girl. It was nice of God to let things work out that way for me.

Here's some exciting news: P* is officially the newest member of the Boston 1st ward!!! Isn't that amazing? He was baptized at 12:30 yesterday, EST (in case anyone wants to thoroughly document that in their memoir). I was invited to come up and even got permission from President and the APs (which is remarkable because we couldn't find a member to drive us up and we definitely didn't have the miles to drive ourselves without going over our limit) to drive up to Boston and we had everything arranged and I was SO excited. But then I remembered that the ward had asked us to do sharing time this week because it's all about how they can prepare now to be missionaries. So that was a bit of a bummer, but the Church is just as true and the ordinance just as official, even without me having been there. So I'm really happy that that happened!

On Wednesday we went to a dinner appointment and I got to meet our kind of investigator, J*. He's the husband of one of the ladies in the ward. He's really, really nice and really, really not interested in learning more about our church. But he's cordial and just a great guy. He's SO funny (not in a stand-up comedian kind of way, he's just a funny guy, you know?)

Do you remember how I had a regular feature in my e-mails while I was companions with Sister Edwards called, "Sister Edwards says the darndest things"? Well, I have enough material to start that up again for Sister Vicente. Only now it's even funnier in some ways because English is not her first language and she has an adorable accent (Sister V if you ever read this, I'm sorry. (She hates it when people say her accent is cute!)). The other night we were looking through a Walmart catalogue that they stuck in our bag (did you know Walmart started their black Friday sale on THURSDAY? Come on, people!!) and there was a stupid-looking boy with even stupider hair. I said, (with a bit of attitude), "Why does that kid have such ugly hair??" and without missing a beat she looked at me and said, "His mom!" hahaha. I will have to be sure to write the quotes down more, 'cause she's full of them.

Thanksgiving Day was just wonderful. We headed over for the big meal around noon and it was great! Amazing food, and so fun to be around the kids (<--- who AM I???) After we ate we played some games (Sorry, Apples to Apples, and Candyland) we headed over to see C* and W* (our recent convert and investigator, respectively). They were both doing well — it was their first Thanksgiving in the States (since they're both from Ecuador) but they seemed to have caught on just fine since they offered us apple pie when we walked in. haha. Then we headed to another family in our ward for a dessert party. Surprisingly, I was able to escape all three of these houses while only consuming a total of 1.5 pieces of pie. Isn't that impressive? Don't worry, our neighbors gave us some pie last night and I've subsequently negated all my hard work on the actual holiday :)

J*, our wonderful friend and kind of investigator that I told you about last week, had an amazing Thanksgiving as well! She texted us Tuesday and told us that since her two kids were going to be away for the holiday (her husband passed away a few years ago) she was going to drive up to Sharon, Vermont and spend Thanksgiving at Joseph Smith's birthplace, being thankful for the Restoration of the true Church. Isn't that incredible? She is one of the most golden people I've ever met (in every sense of the word).

On Friday we had our first District Meeting with our new district leader, Elder Ramos. He was with me in Boston for one transfer, then he got transferred down here to NH, and then I followed him the next transfer! So fun. He is a wonderful missionary and it's nice to see that he really takes his calling seriously. He gave me the most specific training assignment I've ever heard of. It was so funny when he called me and said, "I want you to give a training on Doctrine and Covenants Section 20, verse 17 up through the first comma. Use verses 8-16 as support." haha. But I did as requested, and, as usual, I learned a whole bunch! I love teaching. I love preparing to teach. I feel like I need to be a teacher when I grow up.

Saturday we got to spend the whole day doing Mormon Helping Hands again! Do you remember a couple weeks ago when I talked about shoveling sand for 2 hours? Well, I more than TRIPLED that! Woohoo. We shoveled (and hauled sledfuls and wheelbarrow-fuls to the beach) for 7 1/2 hours (with a 25 minute break for lunch). It was inTENSE. I spent a couple hours in a crawlspace (alternating between being on my hands and knees and sitting) using a number 10 can to dig up sand (GREAT for my obliques!) and plop it into a sled. My goodness. It was hard, hard work but it was so good! The individual tendons and ligaments (I honestly don't know whether they're tendons or ligaments or something else all together) in my palm are strained and bruised. Good battle wounds. I don't say this to complain, because I really would do it all again. And, in fact, we DID do it all again YESTERDAY. Since we didn't finish the project on Saturday we headed back down with the elders and shoveled for 3 more hours. Have you ever heard the phrase, "I feel like I got hit by a truck"? Well, I got to teach that to Sister Vicente this morning as she struggled to find the words to describe how she felt. haha.

Once again, some wonderful citizens dropped off food for us volunteers! It was windy and FREEZING (right on the water!) and everything I ate was nice and gritty. I even ate some sandy donut holes right off the ground. That's how much the labor worked up my appetite! :)

The more I deal with sand, the more I am amazed by Abraham 3:14. Do you KNOW how much sand there is? I was just working at one house in one neighborhood on one beach in one city in one state in one country on one continent! HOLY COW. If that's not at least a googolplex, I don't know WHAT the heck is. One Elder kept muttering under his breath with every increasingly belabored shovelful, "STUPID Abraham's SEED!!" And Dad, you're exactly right. It was so great, Sister Vicente started singing, "The wise man built his house upon the rock" on Saturday and it has never seemed more appropriate.

Sunday was a good day, even though it was hard to move much less get out of bed, pray, shower, get ready, and leave by 7:30 to make it to Ward Council at 8:00! We had a really good Sacrament Meeting (and we had 5 less-actives there! A personal record for me. Woot woot!) and I had a good epiphany. I remembered (and I think I told you about this) that one week in the Oxford ward, someone said something to the effect of, "You find what you're looking for" and mentioned specifically that if you are looking for things that are good, you'll see them, but if you're looking for/expecting things that will annoy you or other faults, you'll be able to find them. I think missionaries too often focus on the faults of their wards. Thinking things like Ugh, I wish the leaders would involve us more or why doesn't the bishop get that we're here to help? For me, it's been mostly why are people so apathetic? Care about something, people! And also complaints about how loud our Sacrament Meeting is because apparently no one in this ward believes in taking their screaming children OUT of the room. BUT I realized that there is so much good to be found! I looked at the screaming fighting children sitting in front of me and I realized that they are probably just having a bad day, and at least they are growing up in a home with the gospel and with parents who love them unconditionally. In the people who fall asleep during Sacrament Meeting I saw an effort to at least show up and do the best they can, rather than being frustrated that they weren't taking things seriously. It was a nice moment to realize that there is good to be found in every situation, and, at least for me (but I feel fairly confident in calling this a universal principle) it is easier to be happy when we focus on and actively look for those good things.

Like I mentioned earlier, we got to do sharing time in both Junior and Senior Primary. I was reminded of my lack of patience. All the leaders were laughing to themselves as I would raise my eyebrows and say (in a somewhat-grumpy tone) things like, "I'm going to need you to give me the answer in a non-yelling way." and "Okay, how about we DON'T be annoying, and we listen to me because I'm actually the one in charge right now." I think the kids appreciated it though. I tried to be not only disapproving, but also fun. Come to think of it, that's probably a very lucrative business idea! "Melissa's Nannying Service: Not only disapproving, but also fun!"

Well, I hope that all things are well back at the ranch. Andrew gave me some good words of wisdom after I asked him for help in keeping my mind focused. He said that it's not bad to be excited to come home. It's not even bad to think about home! It only gets bad when that gets in the way of work. So I've been making an extra effort to be mentally disciplined this week and I have had miraculous results - I am really being blessed because mental discipline is probably one of my biggest weaknesses! I am Ether 12:27ing to the max.

I love you! Thanks for writing, thanks for the Christmas package. Thanks for your prayers and your love and your thoughtfulness. I am happy, healthy, and growing/improving in innumerable (just like the seed of Abraham! ha!) ways.

Love,

Sister "I can't wait for December 1st so I can start my advent calendar!" Broekhuijsen

P.S. Here's a happy birthday shout out to my dear mother! Everyone, please wish her a good day on Sunday!
 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Phun Photos — Phinally!

On the day after Thanksgiving, we received a package from Melissa containing (among other things) 2 memory cards from her camera.  It was great to get to see some photos again - some of these are from back in August!    Here are a few of our favorites:

I'm going to guess that this one is a "self-portrait."  

Sister Broekhuijsen and Sister Jordan - dressed up in "black and white" to celebrate Michael Jackson's birthday.  

Melissa's friends sent her a "cat-themed" package to celebrate her 1-year anniversary as a missionary.  She was so excited that she put this puzzle together in record time!  

There was a fan blowing at the subway station, so she stood in front of it and "felt like a model."  

One day Melissa was just twisting her hair and it just kind of turned into this cool hairstyle.  She took some photos to document it, but unfortunately has never since been able to recreate the effect!

After several weeks in the city, they had a special Zone Conference, which was held in "some place that starts with an 'F'" and this is Melissa enjoying nature!  

A little blurry, but it shows a lovely setting where Melissa and her companion sat one day to fill out some paperwork.  It is also the place where she would like to be proposed to!  :-)  

The last day with her District in Roslindale - they got together and she made fruit pizzas.  She was particularly proud that her design was 1/7ths - a nice prime number!   

The splendor of fall in Connecticut!

A combination of two of Melissa's "favorite" things - Halloween and monkeys!  The expression says it all, right?  

Here is "Melissa Jackson" - her Halloween costume - note the Michael Jackson-esque hair also!  

The house of the left is where she is currently living in Clinton.  That window is her bedroom window and the tree on the ground broke off during Hurricane Sandy.  Apparently her neighbors were there and saw it fall.  They said it was heading right for the house, and at the last minute a gust of wind blew the whole branch in the opposite direction, so that if fell harmlessly to the ground.  Missionary blessings!