The Work is Not Yet Done

Happy Mothers day! Sunday was amazing because I got to skype my family. My
whole family. Solana was online from her mission in  Albania, Corban online from
BYU-Idaho, and everyone else back home in Missouri. It was celestial (in this
case the definition of celestial is being together with your family)  There was
some great news: My 19 year old brother got his mission call!! He will be
serving in Ogden Utah!! He reports May 28, exactly one week after I go home. It
will be great to spend at least a little time with him and then pass him the
Missionary Torch. I love my family!! I would like to dedicate this scripture to
them:

"For
God is my witness, whom I serve with my spirit in the gospel of his Son, that
without ceasing I make mention of you always in my prayers; Making
request, if by any means now at length I might have a prosperous journey by the
will of God to come unto you. For
I long to see you... That
is, that I may be comforted together with you by the mutual faith both of you
and me." (Romans
1: 9-12)

I cant believe this time has finally come. Wasn't it just yesterday that I
was emailing home for the first time. And now here I am, emailing for the last
time. I want to thank all my faithful email/blog readers. 

 I wish I could say something great and profound, but I'm kinda at a loss
of what do say. The past 18 months have been incredible. I wouldn't trade them
for anything. They have shaped and refined me. I am not the same person I was
before. I am better now. 

I don't think it is possible to measure all that is accomplished in one
mission. Like the saying goes "You can count the seeds
in an apple, but you cant count the apples in a single seed."  You may be able to count how many baptism I had, or
how many members I helped return back to activity. But there is no telling all
the good that will come of it, how many future missionaries, how many future
generations blessed.

I know my own life has been infinitely blessed. One of the greatest things
that has happened on my mission is how I have come closer to my Heavenly Father.
I thought I was pretty close to Him before, but now it is even more so. And I
will the spend the rest of my life striving to know Him more.

Just because it is the end of the mission, it doesn't mean I'm gonna take a
rest. There is no slowing down, there is no going back. Progression is my goal,
so resting is not allowed. 

I still have one week left and I'm gonna give it my all. Next Sunday I got
permission to go to church in Kalikid, my last area. Then I will spend Sunday
Night- Tuesday Morning at the Mission Home. Tuesday we will get to go to the
Temple in Manila, and then I spend all day Wednesday flying to home sweet
home. 

I will miss the Philippines more than I can possibly describe. 

Sister "Farewell Philippines,
the beautiful" Curtis 

1- Service Project: Helping lay the foundation of a house. This is my "don't take a picture of me or I'll
through this dirt on you" face

2- The
Philippines Tractor

3- Cute
companions

4Isn't this place beautiful 

 

Finding a Family

Kumusta, 

Once upon a time I had been praying for my whole entire mission to find a family that could be baptized together. It had never happened.... until last Saturday. On this particular Saturday we were fasting to be able to find people to be baptized in June. That is when we found them.

The neighborhood we were working in is one where the neighborhood kids will just randomly sit in on our lessons. We were just leaving from a house where we had seen the woman run away to hide from us. One of the little girls we had seen around randomly started talking to us. She apologized that they couldn't come to church tomorrow because they didn't have the fare for the travel. I was thinking "Who is this girl?!?" The answer is she is a little 5 year old named Yeng. We talked to her for a while and she invited us to her home. We followed her there, and then explained to her Mom that she had given us permission to teach them. We laughed about it, but she let us in. The whole family was actually home. Mom, Dad and five kids; the Balinton family.  They had actually been taught by the missionaries back in 2008. They went to church and different activities, but they weren't able to be baptized because they weren't married. When the Elders got transferred they somehow lost contact with the church.   In the years since they have gotten married. They have seen the missionaries in the neighborhood but have been too shy to call them over.   But luckily 5 year old Yeng wasn't too shy.    They are excited to come back to church and told us they can come teach them everyday, haha.     I won't be here to see their baptism. But I will do everything in my power in the time I have left to help prepare them for that day. I believe in miracles!!! 

Speaking of the time I have left... Next week is my last week to email. The week after that I will be in the mission office, and then on May 21st I should be sleeping in Missouri. Grabi! This has been the fastest/best 18 months of my life. 

Love,

Sister "Balinton" Curtis

1- The church hallways here are so small. In this picture I am touching both walls.

2- Us with the STLs

 

3- Baby bird

 

4- Picture from our hiking this morning

 

Preach My Gospel Members

For those of you who watched the Sunday Morning Session of General Conference, you might remember when Elder Ballard said this: 

"I invite all members, regardless of your current calling or level of activity in the Church, to obtain a copy of Preach My Gospel... Read it, study it, and then apply what you learn to help you understand how to bring souls to Christ through invitation and follow-up... Brothers and sisters, can you imagine the impact if family and friends included things they are learning from their personal study of Preach My Gospel in their letters and emails to their full-time missionaries? Can you picture the blessings that will come to families when they know and understand better what their sons and daughters will be studying and teaching on their missions? Can you even begin to fathom the extraordinary outpouring of atoning grace that will be ours, individually and collectively, according to the Savior’s promise to all who bear testimony in the process of inviting souls to come unto Him—and then following up on those invitations?"

I would like to follow up on what he said by asked all of you how your study of Preach My Gospel is going. I would love to hear about what you are learning. This is something I was studying about this week. In PMG chapter 10 it gives some suggestions of what we can do to invite the spirit. The List includes praying, using scriptures, bearing testimony and expressing love for the Lord and others. One that I want to focus on right now is sharing experiences. It invites the spirit in a powerful way. It helps them to see how the gospel relates to real life situations. I challenge you as you share the gospel in simple ways to share experiences and let the spirit testify to their hearts. 

This week as been an interesting one. On Tuesday I had to go to Manila to take care of some stuff for Manila. It was a long trip there and back, but it was fun because I got to spent it with Sis. Tupua and Sister Latimer, my roommates from the MTC. We have all changed so much in the last year and a half. Missions are amazing. 

My poor companion Sister Baraiti has had a rough week. She has a boil on her thigh that makes it hard to walk and uncomfortable to sit. We haven't been able to go teach as much as usual, but we still have been able to do missionary work. I just love her. 

Saturday was National Day of Service. Our ward had a service project where we went to go clean up a local cemetery. The best part was getting to wear the "Mormon Helping Hands" vest for the first time. Just kidding, that wasn't the best part. The best part was serving. And also the following story: I talked to a woman who was sitting near the grave of her son. He had committed suicide about 3 years ago. She keeps having dreams about him, and came to his grave all the way from Manila hoping to learn what she needs to do to help him find rest. I taught her about Temples and proxy baptisms for those who have already died. I bore my testimony to her. She was interested so I got her information and I will send it to the missionaries in Manila so they can help her help her son, and at the same time hopefully she will accept the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ.

I love being a missionary. True story.

Love,

Sister "Helping Hands" Curtis

Highs and Lows

A mission is a strange experience.

It is a trial and a test.

A mission throws at you the worst,

Yet teaches you the best.

 

I’ve never been so happy.

I’ve never been so depressed.

I’ve never felt so forsaken.

I’ve never felt so blessed

 

I’ve never been so confused.

Things have never been so clear.

I’ve never felt my Heavenly Father so distant.

He’s never been so near.

 

I’ve never been so discouraged.

I’ve never been so full of hope.

I feel I could go on forever.

I feel I’ve come to the end of my rope.

 

I’ve never had it quite so easy.

I’ve never had it quite so tough.

Things have never been so smooth.

Things have never been so rough.

 

I’ve never traveled through so many valleys.

I’ve never ascended so many peaks.

I’ve never net so many nice people.

I’ve never met so many freaks.

 

I’ve never had so many ups.

I’ve never had so many downs.

I’ve never worn so many smiles.

I’ve never worn so many frowns.

 

I’ve never been so lonely.

I’ve never had so many friends.

Boy, I hope this is over soon.

Gee, I hope it never ends.

Wouldn't it be really cool if I was the one who wrote this poem. To bad I'm not, but I really like it. 

Love,

Sister "I'm a Missionary" Curtis

Pictures:

-Service Project

 

-I'm trying to be like Jesus

 

-The Sisters in my Zone. 

 

First Week of My Last Transfer

Transfer Week! Me and Sister Foukimoana enjoyed our last couple days together. I sure do love her and I will miss her. 

My new companion is.... Sister Baraiti. She is from Kiribati, which I think is part of the Micronesia islands. She has only been here in the Philippines for four months, but she is already pretty good at Tagalog. At luckily so is her English. She is so kind and humble and sweet. But at the same time is funny and has a contagious laugh. We have good days everyday.

She was only baptized less than three years ago. Because of her influence her parents and one sibling were also eventually baptized. And since she has been here on her mission, her remaining 3 siblings were also baptized. It is actually a really cool story, and I in no way did it justice in the telling I just did.  

General Conference!! We got to watch it this weekend. I loved it!! Besides the miracle of me getting to listen to modern day Prophets and Apostles, my investigators also got to experience the miracle. I was worried that none of the people we teach would come because it was at the Stake Center which is farther away. But we had 3 investigators there, one who had walked a good distance to get there. Also we had two less active members come, which is the first time in a while. Amazing!!

Another great thing about this week is all the people I got to see on Transfer Day. All my past companions (who have not gone home yet) were there. And so many of the other good friends I have made here. I am sad that I will not see them again on my mission. But I pray that somehow I will see them again afterwards. 

God is good. 

Mahal ko kayo,

Sister "I'm still the only white girl in my zone" Curtis

1- Batch Picture. This is the first time me and Sister Tupua and Latimer have been together since our first day on the mission.

 

2-Kabahay picture before the transfer

 

3- Our last picture together. Goodbye Sister Foukimoana

 

4-My new companion Sister Baraiti