Dear
Mom and you,
I don't even know
where to begin! I hardly even remember this week happening. We picked up my new
companion down in Santa Rosa on Tuesday and it was really hard to say goodbye to Hermana Akre. We worked
hard together and laughed a lot together, and I am grateful for at least the
six weeks that we did have to be companions. Sister Peterson and I have been
working hard too, because Dave is going to get baptized on Friday! I seriously never thought that I would see
him again (Dave is our missing Waldo, if I forgot to mention that). He is so
excited and the changes I have seen in him are simply remarkable. He has
changed so much in such a short period of time.
What else happened
last week? Oh, I almost chopped all of my hair off. We found out that Saturday was the Relay for Life event here in Willits,
so we went to help out and do anything they needed us to. Afterward, we went
over to visit PJ and she was like "Oh good! You still have all of your
hair! Last year when the missionaries helped over there, they all donated their
hair." I told her that I didn't realize they would do it there for you, so
she and I made the spontaneous decision to go back over there and see if anyone
wanted to cut our hair to be donated. They didn't have anyone this year who was
doing that, but we did find a person there who was licensed to cut hair so we
went and asked if she would, and she was taking a really long time deciding if
she wanted to (she said she was really tired). By that time, I was getting a
little nervous and I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I simply said to
myself (and Heavenly Father) that I would leave it in her hands- if she was
willing to do it, I would donate my hair. If she wasn't, then I wouldn't do it
that day. In the end she decided that she didn't feel like it, so I didn't end
up cutting it. The next morning I realized that it was probably best that I
didn't because it is so easy to take care of right now and it doesn't take much
time to do and it looks good, and I can spend that time that I save doing more
important things as a missionary.
I realize that it's
really not that important and I probably shouldn't have wasted all of your time
by recounting that story, but it helped me realize again something that I
already knew: God really is in the details of our lives. I know that in the
eternal scheme of things, 10 inches of my hair really doesn't matter. At all.
But it mattered to me in that moment, and so it mattered to Heavenly Father. He
cares about each of us individually, and that is why He has asked us to always
involve Him in everything we do. It made me think of these scriptures in Alma
34:
"Cry unto him
when ye are in your fields, yea, over all your flocks. Cry unto him in your
houses, yea, over all your house-hold, both morning, mid-day, and evening. Yea,
cry unto him against the power of your enemies. Yea, cry unto him against the
devil, who is an enemy to all righteousness. Cry unto him over the crops of
your fields, that ye may prosper in them. Cry over the flocks of your fields,
that they may increase. But this is not all; ye must pour out your souls in
your closets, and your secret places, and in your wilderness."
Almost in the same
breath as telling us to pray to Him for strength against evil, He tells us to
pray to him about chickens and wheat. I think the point He is trying to make is
that we need to involve Him in all aspects of our lives. My bishop's wife put
it really well: we can't expect Him to help us in ALL things if we don't
include Him in ALL things. I am grateful to know that I have a Heavenly Father
who cared about the little things as well as the big things, and I know that He
is in the details of your life too. Have a wonderful week!
Hermana Burton
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