Dear friends and family,
I have once again been blessed with a wonderful week! The Lord seems to bless me with more wonderful experiences every day. As I ponder on last week's events, my mind is first drawn to the departure of President and Sister Jones earlier this morning. I am not sure how much I have mentioned them in my previous emails, but this week I would like to tell you a little bit about them.
President and Sister Jones actually met on their mission about 50 years ago while on their mission in England. President Jones served as an assistant to his mission president, and Sister Jones at that time was assigned to serve as the assistants' secretary. After President Jones left his mission he sent Sister Jones, who was still serving, a transfer slip (which was customary in their mission at that time) which told you that you were transferring, where you were to go, and who your new companion was. However, in the slip President Jones made, he indicated that he was her new companion, and put a location on the slip for them to meet after the mission in America! haha The rest is history.
President Jones studied and became a veterinarian. He eventually ran his own very respected practice and helped veterinary students by letting them shadow him in his work. While in the course of his career, he and Sister Jones raised several children (seven if I am not mistaken), served as bishop and wife twice for a combined time of about twenty years, and also served as stake president and wife for ten years.
Aside from their temporal success and service in the church, they are some of the nicest people you could ever meet. Sister Jones would often make food for other missionaries, especially my companion and I when we would work in the office, and always had something positive to say when she saw me. One thing that really impressed me about Sister Jones is how she determined to finish her mission despite her very painful ankle which needs replacement. Instead of going home for a ankle operation, which she could have very well done, she pressed forward every day and did not complain. Every time I saw her walk it was a testimony to me of her great love for the Lord and her determination to serve Him.
President Jones on the other hand is in simple terms walking wisdom. In spite of the fact he is 71 years old, he is as sharp as can be and is a man of God. He helped run the mission, and also helped President Hiatt in his responsibility of presiding over the six districts located within our mission by conducting temple recommend interviews, presiding and speaking at district conferences, etc. He imparted more wisdom unto me than I can write or express. I will forever be changed by his example especially. When President and Sister Jones left earlier, it felt like I was saying goodbye to members of my own family.
I think one of the greatest blessings of serving a mission is all of the wonderful people the Lord blesses you to meet along the way. I feel deep gratitude in my heart for all of the wonderful people that I have been able to meet and learn from while in the course of my mission.
Other than the Jones's, my mind is also drawn to another experience that I would like to share with you. A few days ago, Elder Olsen and I were walking from our vehicle to the house of one of our investigators. As we did so, we passed by a home that I have walked by dozens of times but never particularly noticed. The house is a little off the street and has a big gated porch in the front which makes it hard to see the porch itself or inside the house. However, as we walked by the other day, I was distracted by the sound of something I did not quite recognize. When I inquired Elder Olsen what the noise was and then turned towards the house I mentioned to indicate what it was, I noticed a coughing dog chained to the gate of the porch of the home I previously mentioned. As I looked beyond the coughing dog, I saw an older man sitting on the porch. When I saw him, the Spirit made it clear to me that I needed to talk to him and I did so.
After talking to the man a little and inviting him to hear a message, Elder Olsen and I were able to sit down with him and get to know him. As it turns out, the older man's name is Alex P. Alex has suffered two or three strokes in recent years, which makes it harder for him to get around the house and support himself. Unfortunately as well, Tatay Alex's daughters and wife left him a few months ago with only 350 pesos in hand. As he shared his life's experiences and sorrows with us, it was our great privilege to declare the Lord's love for him, and His plan of happiness.
As I thought over the fact that Elder Olsen and I almost passed by him, I was grateful that the Lord had guided us to him. I could not help but chuckle thinking that the Lord led us to him by causing his dog to cough. It was just another manifestation to me that "[His] thoughts are not [our] thoughts"(Isaiah 55:8) and how "by small means the Lord can bring about great things" (1 Nephi 16:29). I will let you know how things go with Tatay Alex, but so far things are going great!
On a side note, couple of days ago I received my letter from the mission secretary that has us indicate which airport we will fly home to. It was when I received that letter that I realized how fast the time really has gone. All I can say is that the mission is the best decision I have ever made. I wish I could serve my whole life doing what I am doing now, but I know that cannot be so. I love the Lord and I feel it a great privilege to serve as His missionary at this time in my life. There is nothing else I would rather be doing.
Have a wonderful week!
Love,
Elder Pulley
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President and Sister Jones with Elders Pulley and Olsen |