02/24/2014 

            2 years really is a long time, a ton of things happen, people grow up, some people shrink... (Mom) some pass away while others are born. There are times on the mission where people tell me of life changing experiences that they have had. How maybe they almost got hit by a car, or how they read a scripture and it changed their outlook on life, welcoming a new child into this world, or even getting lost in a song. All of these things can change our lives, and they don’t even take more than 10 minutes. God gave us a lifetime in order to prepare ourselves for the second coming of his Son, think of how much time we must all waste, maybe waiting for these life changing experiences to come to us. Being a missionary has made me see how we don’t have to wait for these experiences to come to us, but when we go out looking for them, we find them. I can’t even begin to explain the changes I’ve had in my life, most of you have probably noticed a few already.

            I’ve also had the privilege of hearing people testify that through the missionaries, they received the gospel and that it has changed their lives. They thought they had It all figured out, they came into the light of this gospel and realized that they were actually pretty far from the path. We were lucky enough to be visited by Elder Nelson this past week; they came to give a training to all of the missionaries. Just before he gave his talk, his wife spoke and she said a phrase that really got me thinking. She said, "Be the kind of missionary that your mother thinks you are." Ma, what kind of missionary do you think I am? I can’t really say for myself, because if it were up to me, I would say that I’m not that great of a missionary. I just love these people more than anything. Ma, I hope you know that I do my best because I know you pray for me at least 17 times a day. I’m out here because I love my family, and I do all I can, so that whenever people hear the last name Fyffe, They are reminded of all of the good things I did as a missionary.

            I’m known for being crazy, I just can’t seem to shake that quality that I have, and it comes with the Fyffe name... I do all that I can though, so you can be proud of me, and so that I can become the missionary that you think I am. As a mother, you have a sense of what I can become, I apologize that it’s taken me this long to start to become this person. But through everything you tell me, I know that I’m well on my way.

            I was able to give a blessing for the first time in English yesterday, to a Sister Missionary in my zone, I was prompted to tell her how proud God is of her, and all that she does for his work. I feel like even with all of the faults and weaknesses that I have, he never really has lost sight of the person that I, inevitably, will one day become. He's probably giggled a few times because of all the stupid mistakes I’ve made, but he’s definitely the most patient person I’ve ever known. He’s never once left my side. Thanks Ma, for adopting this amazing quality from our Loving Heavenly Father, you have never once given up on me. Even when you already saw the outcome of my actions, way before I did. I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done, just know that I work my hardest, for the people I love. So that I may become the missionary that you always knew I could be.

            Thank you all for your prayers, don’t forget to pray for my companion too! As for the Pictures, It’s just of some ants at church, then me on a split with another Elder, so we took some cool alleyway photos, than the last is of a family night that we held, all those people are my adopted family. Be safe this week, I love you all! 

Elder Fyffe

 

02/19/2014

CRAZY how Sister Green is back!! I talked to her last week, now she was with you guys; it hurts my brain to think that my mission will actually come to an end. But she looks really happy to be with you guys, so I can’t imagine how happy I will be when I’m with you guys ha!            

            As for this week’s adventures, not too much has gone on actually. It’s been pretty chill compared to last week. I continue to see the Lords hand in his work as I am out talking to people.

Our congregation at church has almost doubled since I have been in this ward; I still haven’t been transferred by the way. Anyway, this past Sunday, we had to open the back curtains and add three rows of chairs. I love going to church now, it’s weird that I never liked to before. But now that I go, I see all of the people who I have helped, and who have helped me, And I just get lost in the atmosphere.  

            Sorry to cut this letter short but I actually have to go, so I will try to have cooler experiences next week to write about. Just know that I love you all, that I’m getting fat, which means there is more of me for you all to love. Stay safe this week!

Elder Fyffe

 

02/10/2014 

            So this week’s email is very different; I have a story to tell, and I leave it up to you if you shall post it or not. It was a huge testimony builder for me though. Alright, so this past Friday we found out that the father of someone that I baptized had passed away, so we went to the funeral. The service was at a Protestant church because the father was Protestant. Anyway, it was a beautiful service; something I like about that church is that their songs are really up beat and happy with all sorts of instruments. Not too reverent, but I felt the love anyway haha. The service was almost over when our Ward Missionary Leader received a phone call that we had to go give a blessing, and that it was urgent. It was about 8 at night and I asked him what the problem was, but he told me he didn’t know, all he knew was that it was urgent. We quickly left the funeral service and drove to the members house.

            The rain was pouring hard, so when we arrived, the member came down with an umbrella and escorted us up. I approached the doorway and started to take my shoes off and right when I stepped foot in the house, I heard a loud noise ahead of me, so I lifted my head and saw three adult males holding a girl down in her chair, as if she was trying with all of her might to get away. A lot of things went through my head at that moment, but I realized what was happened when the girl’s eyes met with mine. At that instant, a shot of what felt like pure evil shot through my whole body, and I felt completely alone in the dark thick air of the house. 'She" just stared at me, which frankly scared me. I’ve never felt that kind of feeling before when she looked at me, it wasn’t hate, or sadness, but pure evil. Then I realized what kind of blessing we were going to do... Cast out an evil spirit. Right when I realized this, I said a prayer to my Heavenly Father asking for the strength and Faith that I needed in order to do this thing that I have only thought existed in movies. I don’t know if we can call it an exorcism but it was just like the movies. It took three grown men to keep her down, because whatever was in her knew that the Priesthood was now there to take care of the problem.

            Every now and then she would calm down so the men would let go of her but right when they did that, she would run at us with the intent to hurt us or something. She would not take her eyes off me. That image is burnt into my mind now, and it freaks me out when I think of it. As we talked together on how the blessing should happen, she calmed down and we were able to approach her and start the blessing. We laid our hands on her head and started to state by what authority we were there with. Right when we started saying "Priesthood" she started violently shaking under our hands; so violently that we weren’t really able to keep our hands on her head.

            I started to feel something move up my arm, something cold that chilled my bones. Then when we commanded in the name of Jesus Christ that it leave this body and no sooner had we said this she then collapsed as if lifeless in her chair, and the air thinned out. We finished the blessing and lifted her up and placed her on a nearby bed where she was out cold. Right after the blessing, the strongest feeling of joy entered into my heart, and I was moved to give every single person a huge hug. I shut my eyes afterwards and gave a prayer of thanks, for being able to be shown right before my eyes, the power of the Priesthood. I thanked God for giving me proof in an experience that I cannot deny; something that I have always wanted, yet have never asked for.

            Five minutes after the girl woke up she looked at all of us with a confused look and asked if she was dreaming. She asked why we were there and all we said to her was that we were there to give her a blessing. Then she looked to her sister and said that her head hurt haha. I can say that it was definitely one of the coolest experiences that I have ever had on my mission, something that set my testimony of the power of god in stone. God lives, His son Jesus Christ really is the Master of all. And Satan can do absolutely nothing about it; I love that. He really has no control when it comes to the power and justice of God.

            After our blessing, we blessed the house and invited the whole family to church. They were all there Sunday, and I was extremely happy to see them all, and have scheduled lessons with them every Saturday. I will never forget what happened Last Friday; I saw the power of God. And with that power, I cast out a demon!! I love you all and ask that you all stay alive this upcoming week; I kind of need you guys. haha!

 

Elder Fyffe

 

 

02/04/2014

            Thanks for always sending your love and faith this way, I know that there are a lot of things trying to make us fall in life, yet I have a constant "up wind", which is the Love of my family! I’m excited to see where I will be going here in this next transfer, I feel like this change will help me a lot and give me that second wind that I’m looking for. The thought of giving up never crosses my mind; I love these people too much to cut my time short with them. I have every intention on serving these two years with all that I am, because that’s why the Lord trusted me enough to call me here.

            Tell Trace that I love him and its awesome that he was able to do a report on Tahiti, maybe one day he will come back here with me. I’ve already got a job here if I decide to come back haha. I don’t think a day goes by where I don’t think about all of the investigators or members here, I love them so much, I worry about them, I share the joy with them, and there are even times when I feel Godly sorrow as I go through trials with them. A mission is life on steroids. Ups are waaaay up and Downs hit hard. But I look forward to rainy days because I know that the sun will start to come out and brighten up my life with the loving promises of Christ. As long as I continue to do as he expects, he will always find ways to make me smile. I don’t have much to share for the blog this week, the message is mostly for my family to let them know that I love them and I love my mission, even when the times get tough, it’s still the best two years! I will get some pictures up for the blog though! I love you, and if you have any time, send a prayer or two my way, and I shall do likewise!

 

Orometua Fyffe

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Sure miss our missionary. Being a parent and having both our kids gone is a trial. It doesn't matter what age our kids are, in our eyes, they are always our kids and don't like them gone too long.

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