Monday, January 26, 2015

It's not about the blessings . . .

Where did the week go? Oh my goodness, this week was such a solid week. And this morning, my comp and I got to come to the church to play some basketball with ladies in our ward. IT WAS SO FUN! I forgot what basketball was, sheesh, I haven't thought about setting a screen in over a year. It felt just like old times, back on the town house basketball court with all the neighborhood kids. And the ladies in my ward were so good, just like Martha. 

But anyways, this week I really felt the joy that comes from being obedient and just working until you can't anymore. I always make the joke that at 9:30 pm, after we finish planning, the Lord's strength leaves, and my brain melts down, and I don't even know what happens after that. 

It's funny because you just keep working and when the Lord decides its time for people, He puts them in your path. It's not really anything you do differently, you just gotta keep the faith, result or no result. 
That's kinda the test of life, I think. For example, Wednesday, everyone we talked to was so nice to us about the gospel, and said we could come back, and then we had a good lesson with a recent convert that set her temple date to get her endowments this SATURDAY!! So pumped for that:)

But Thursday, on the other hand, was "one of those days." as my companion calls it, where "Satan sprinkles grumpy dust" on all the people we are going to see. Everyone, even the nice people, were not very nice, but we just kept pushing on. And you know what? That's what makes you happy. 

Friday we got to have a great lesson on Tithing with Nyjod. Can I just say, she might be a saint? She gets the gospel. It is in her heart. After we explained what tithing is, and promised her the strong blessings of paying it, she said, "Well, I am not really concerned about receiving any blessings, I just can't wait to help people." 

MY JAW DROPPED! I was just like, why didn't I think of that? Why do we always have to get something out of it in order to follow God's commandments? But it's not about the blessings. It's about helping people. Ah, let me just eat a big slice of HUMBLE PIE, thank you. Wow, I wish ya'll could of felt the Spirit in there. 


And Saturday morning we got to clean some office buildings with her to help her have time for church on Sunday. Turns out she cleans the office of a movie producer and a big Christian Rock band. It was not an office, it was a play pen. Did you know people have air hockey tables, ping pong tables, arcade games, and more in their offices?? I gotta get myself a job there. And then Nyjod, taught me again. She told me stories of people that have HUGE mansions, who spent years building their perfect house, with everything down to the marble, the door handles, you name it. They live in the house alone now, and are miserable. I realized in that moment that none of us have any reason to complain because we have so much. 

Golly, and I also realized that its not good for us as humans to have everything we want. Stuff never makes us happy. We can set up a perfect life, but without the gospel, it's just things that will mean nothing over time. 

And then, we went to her house, and taught six of her kids the Restoration of the gospel. It was a party...haha. I was loving it. The 5-year-old girl, screamed, "I love learning about JESUS!!" Now that's what I call joy. We even got to talk to my German buddy, Inga, who comes to church every Sunday, and also to her church. She said, "Well, if someone would have invited me to your church 20 years ago, I would be a Mormon." You never know who would accept an invitation, I guess. But she decided to read the Book of Mormon for the first time. MIRACLES!

But here is the miracle of the week: So, there is this family where the Dad is a member, but his three kids are not, and his new wife (HE GOT MARRIED THIS WEEK!) is just learning about the church. We got to teach all of them the Plan of Salvation and the Spirit was just so calming. It's amazing to see people's hearts soften, and the wife started commenting. Ah, and then they all came to church on Sunday. They looked so good, all sitting together as a family. And Nyjod and her family came. These are the Sundays missionaries live for! They don''t happen often, but when they do, your smile is just GIANT and you are thanking Heavenly Father the whole time. Let's go FRANKLIN! 

The time on my mission is becoming more and more precious, and is going faster and faster. I'm starting to realize that gratitude goes along way. I think that is when I feel the Spirit the most. Ah, God is GOOD and His plan is real. 

I love you all. 

Have a great week! 


Sister Frampton

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

An Honestly Good Week

You know what, I don't know why, but this week was a darn good week. A simple week. But a very spirit filled week, and that's all you can really ask for. 

I felt like a lot of my prayers were answered this week. I have been so darn stressed, and felt so anxious, but this week I was able to feel peace in my heart, and joy in my soul. It's little answers to my prayers that really pump me up, that is for sure! 

Tuesday morning is when I started to feel peace, and we had interviews with the President and a meeting with the Stake President. It just continues to blow my mind how long I have been a missionary, but it doesn't feel like it at all. I still have so much to learn. In fact I told President Andersen that I don't know how I am going to fit it all in before I go home. And of course he put it in perspective when he said, "Sister Frampton, you are going to continue to learn for the rest of your life." 

Oh ya, I forgot that there is life after the mission...but anyways...

We were able to teach our investigator with the 9 kids this week, and she is just so humble and wants to be baptized so bad! We taught her about Baptism and the Holy Ghost, and we invited her to be baptized on Feburay 7th. She looked at me and said, "Why that day?" So, I explained that we had prayed about it, and felt like that was the day that she could be ready for baptism. She thought for a second, moved her head side to side, like she was trying to decide and said, "I think that's the day. LET"S DO IT!!!" Miracle!!! Miracle!! Miracle!!! Thank you Heavenly Father! She is one person who completely deserves to be baptized. 

And then we got to teach Dillon, for the first time, who is a 24-year-old that I met at Cracker Barrel. I left our number, with a pass along card at the table when we left, and HE ACTUALLY TEXTED US and watched the movie that the card linked to. THAT NEVER HAPPENS!!!! I was so pumped, I was jumping up and down, and my companion said, "You left our number and didn't talk about the gospel to a 24 year old boy. He obviously thinks you are flirting with him." I was so bummed, like the moment you are such a missionary you forget that it could be considered flirting to leave your number at the table. By golly, I felt dumb. But, LO AND BEHOLD, turns out he has Mormon friends and really wants to know more, and as we taught him, he said, "Okay, so here is my question. What happens to people who die and never had the opportunity to know about Jesus Christ. Do they just go to hell?" I couldn't hold my smile back. GOLDEN QUESTION. And yesterday, we taught him the Plan of Salvation and he just ate it up. Boo to the yah!

Another fun experience was two of the recently baptized members of our ward got to go to the temple for the first time to do baptisms for the dead. And here is the thing, one of them only has one leg. He is from Iraq, and just the coolest guy around. When we walked in the temple he was all dressed in white in his wheelchair, sitting next to all of the young men. He was glowing. I was so humbled to see him roll his wheelchair up to the front of the font, climb out, and scoot his way down step and after step to get into the font. Two members carried him, and held him up, as he was baptized 10 times, in behalf of sweet people who have passed on. The Spirit was so strong, it was one of those moments of VICTORY!! When someone had overcame their human weaknesses! And then to see him work so hard to push and pull himself up each stair to get out. I don't know if I will ever get to witness something like that again. It was such a Rocky moment. 


The biggest thing I learned this week is probably understanding a little bit more what God's love really is. I went on an exchange this week with a legendary sister. She is almost going home, and has been a leader and an example her whole mission. We taught a 99 year old the Restoration. The Spirit was so thick you could almost touch it. Everything she said was such a reminder to me of God's love, and the deep and real meaning of a mission. Talking about such deep things, it reminded me of my old self, when I would ponder all day about the interesting things of this world. It felt good. 

This week I read 3 Nephi 17, and it's the chapter when Christ heals all of the people who are afflicted, and then prays to Heavenly Father in front of the people.  And verse 20 just meant so much to me. It says, "And they arose from the earth, and he said unto them: Blessed are ye because of your faith. And now behold, my joy is full." I never had thought before about the fact that Jesus Christ's JOY was FULL because of the people's faith. Not because of their specific talents, and strengths--what they wore, what kind of person they tried to be. All that muck that we get trapped in as humans. But he was so happy because they showed their faith. 

It is something that seemed so attainable to me. Like maybe I am not this or that, but that's not what Christ asks. He just asks us to have faith in him. I can do that. Everyone can do that. And when we just try to act in faith, he will help us with the rest. Ah, I was just filled with so much Joy, and peace. That's my rambling insight for the week. Ah, Smiling and Being Happy for days!! 

To finish up my letter, I got to Skype into a baptism of a guy that I taught in the Clarksville YSA. When I was there he started reading the Book of Mormon, and started living the Word of Wisdom, but was never sure if it was true or not. Six months later, he finally got his answer. It was such a neat thing to be apart of. All the YSA were carrying me around on an IPad screen, and it was hilariously awesome. I LOVE that place. Ah, and Calvin got up and bore his testimony, and said, " I can now say, that the Book of Mormon is TRUE!!!" Enough said. 

The gospel is true. It makes people happy. Doubts are what troubles our souls, and makes them angry and bitter. It is okay to have them, as long as we seek God and find truth through him, with his timing. 

I LOVE ALL OF YOU!!! Thanks for reading my ramblings.

Sister Frampton

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Brain Explosion!

Oh boy, oh boy, this last week was a crazy one. Seriously, it was like all things came at once and my brain had a work out. But on a mission, being busy is like the Lord's greatest gift, so I am just enjoying the ride. 

I read my brother Zach's email this morning, and it pumped me up!! He says he is feeling swaggy, and golly, if I could only sound so gangster. One day, but anyway, I am feeling solid. I am feeling good. I am feeling tired, but in the happiest way. I am feeling SO grateful, and I will tell you why. 

To start the week off, we had a missionary leadership council, and got to meet in the President's home. I have never gone to one before, and it was a really spiritual experience. To be in a home, with all my favorite people, and learning about how to be a better missionary. It was a little overwhelming to think of all that I need to be doing better, and I kept thinking, "Alright, Heavenly Father, if you want me to do all this, we are going to have to work together hard core, because there's no way, I can do this on my own." 

Ah, and I know He will help me. 

Another fun fact, was that I realized that 7 of my companions happened to be there as well. It WAS CRAZY!! 

Sister Rokovitz, Gates, Slaymaker, Lamborn, me, Hargadon, Carpenter, Mellor

It was a little embarrassing realizing that too many people in the room knew my weaknessses. Dang it! Ha ha. 

The reason for this meeting is to prepare us to teach other missionaries in a big meeting called Zone Meeting. So, we had two days to prepare for that, but one of those days, I was down in Thompson Station on an exchange....which just meant BRAIN EXPLOSION. Every night, my comp and I would look at each other and just say, "My brain is pooped!!" But from our prayers, and any effort we had, everything worked out. And in Thompson Station, I got to have two really good lessons with some past investigators that I had taught. It is interesting to see how people's lives change, and the questions people have in their hearts. There is nothing like the gospel, there really isn't. 

And then we got to teach our investigator with 9 kids. We had such a spiritual night. Sometimes I take for granted the role of the Spirit. When it hits, and when you can feel it in a lesson, its like this essence of peace feels the room, and no matter what is said, you know that it will be alright. Peace is the only emotion, that the devil cannot replicate. Interesting thought, huh?

Saturday my comp and I, and 4 other missionaries, were invited to a youth activity. They had us answer the youths questions about missions, and share why we decided to go on a mission. I haven't thought about the reason why I decided to come out in a long time. It was a very reflective experience to realize where I was a year ago, and why I wanted to serve a mission. And the kids in the audience are just like I used to be . . . what the heck?? As I was pondering why I wanted to serve a mission there was a lot of prayer and the Spirit was involved, but I think the biggest desire I had was just to help people. Lots of the kids thought that missionaries were perfect and you had to be a certain way to be a missionary. Which is false. We just wear a fancy tag, but inside we are still the same. Its the way we live our lives that eventually, and hopefully changes us. The Lord needs everybody's talents to do His work, so if you have a small desire, the Lord will qualify you for the rest. And thank the heavens for that.

I am learning to more fully give myself to the work, with so much to do. Even when I am pooped, and tired, and a little grumpy, the Lord helps me to finish the work He needs done that day. And its such a good feeling. It's such a peaceful feeling. 

Things are coming along. I am enjoying the ride. And if this letter is weird or doesn't make sense, I am blaming my brain explosion this week. MISSIONS ARE THE BEST!!!  

Love Sister Frampton

Monday, January 5, 2015

Best Advice Ever


It is freaking me out that it is 2015. What the heck? Oh my goodness, it's been such a weird week. Where did 2014 go?

Tuesday: TRANSFER DAY! I got a new companion and she is such a gem. She looks like a Disney Princess, but is really a hard core basketball player, and one of the hardest workers I know. I am so blessed, and she has already taught me so much! Tender Mercy of the Lord! 

Sister Lamborn
Wednesday: Got to eat some Cracker Barrel, and because it was New Year's Eve, we had to be in by 6 p.m. It was the weirdest thing because we had nothing to do! That never happens as a missionary. So, we planned for two extra hours, and then went to bed early. Do I sound like an adult or what? We just kept sitting there like, what the heck? All we know how to do is missionary work.

Thursday: It got even weirder because we weren't allowed to work all day so we woke up at 8 a.m. Yes 8 a.m. I was so well rested, it wasn't even funny. After studies, we went down to another church building and met up with all the Sister Missionaries in our stake, set up blankets, popped some popcorn, got comfortable and watched FROZEN!!! Yep, you heard me, we got to watch FROZEN!!! It was the best movie of my life. I am not sure if it's because its the only movie I have seen in a year, or because it's really that good, but we all loved it. It was so funny because I have had the sniffles, and a cough all week, so I was sitting there with a roll of toilet paper, wiping my watery eyes, and runny nose, and I looked like I was getting pretty emotional in the back. It was just such a good time. All of us were laughing and singing, and just having fun. I love the Sisters SOOO much!!! Golly, and by the end, we kept rewinding "Let it Go" and watched it over and over again. I felt like I was a 5-year-old girl, but heck, I didn't care. We all got up and danced and laughed. Ah man, BEST NEW YEARS of my life. 

I tried to reflect on this past year as well, and for some reason, I haven't been able to fully compile all my thoughts. So much has happened so fast, that I haven't had a lot of time to fully soak a years worth of life lessons in. But I do know I have served in six areas, with nine companions, and met too many people to count. I have one amazing mission daughter and loads and loads of people that will be my friends for life. I have cried some hard core tears, but laughed and smiled SO MUCH MORE!! My testimony has grown so much, and I will cherish the year of 2014 with my whole heart. I can't believe that I spent the whole year of 2014 as a missionary. How did that happen? Oh boy oh boy. 

Friday and Saturday were kind of a blur of craziness and loads of fun. I am feeling so much better about the area, and we are really working to plan and prepare and get the area organized again, so I am feeling very positive and excited for this time ahead of us! 

Sunday morning I woke up and I felt fine, but like something was missing. Like I was kind of grumpy and I didn't know why. And then a couple of hours later I got a call from the mission president's wife, telling me that my Great-Grandma, (GG) the one and only, fabulous Gigi, had passed on into the next life. Ah, I understood then. It was the same way I felt the day my Grandpa passed away. It's almost like my Spirit was grieving or something. I don't know. I felt sad, shed some tears, but inside I was so happy to know where she was, and to know that she is back with my Papa, where she has wanted to be for a long time.  I am just completely grateful that I got to spend so much time with her, and learn from her. I will forever try to master her spunky, stubborn, yet kind personality. And I am so grateful that all of my family got to be there with her and say their goodbye's and be a part of the process. 

Goodbye my dear Gigi. You will always be in my heart! 

All of this has really opened my eyes to the fact that you just need to tell people you love them, and spend time with them. NOW!! Not next week. Or when you feel like it. NOW! Don't waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them, give them a hug, or compliment them, because you never know the timetable of your life, or someone else's. You never know the Lord's plan. But we do know the Lord's plan of happiness, which can give us peace in the darkest of moments. I read Mosiah 16:7-9 this morning, which brought me so much peace. My favorite line is, "He is the light and the life of the world; yea, a light that is endless, that can never be darkened; yea, and also a life which is endless, that there can be no more death. " 

Christ is a light that can never be darkened, and so when darkness seems to take us over, we need to turn to Christ. He will always be lit, and always be bright enougth to guide us back home. Oh, how grateful I am for the peace in my heart, knowing that my Gigi, my sweet Gigi, is finally back home. 

Hope ya'll had a Happy New Year. Let's make it a year to show those around us how much we really care:)  


Sister Frampton

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Letter to Gigi

Ah, I love you so much. I want you to know, that I have been praying so much about you! I truly admire you so much. I remember so many times, thinking, "Ah, I wish I had Gigi's humor and her spark." You have the best darn fun personality. You have always been there, and cared so much about our family. It meant so much to me. There are so many memories that are flooding my mind. I'll share my favorite ones with you:
1. The story of you getting hit with lightening multiple times. YOU DEFEATED LIGHTENEING!!! That has to gone down in the history books. I remember seeing the shoes. I hope I can be as brave as you one day. Thanks for always being so brave.
2. I remember going to your house, with you and Papa. And the taffy was always there for the kids. And cream soda. You both always had a smile on your faces. What a great relationship you had. There was so much positivity and light in your home. Thanks for living the gospel. Thanks for taking care of Grandma Shiela and raising her to be one of the best people I know. Oh, what a special family you built.
3. I remember when you moved into your new apartment, you always were doing puzzles like nobodies business. And you always won BINGO!! You are so lucky, it kills me. Ha, I hope I live like you, and can do puzzles at your age. Another thing, that I remember, was one summer I came to Utah by myself. Grandma Shiela took me to go visit you and I had so much fun. And I didn't have very much money, I think I was stressed because I hadnt spent it too wisely, and then BOOM! You pull out 20 dollars,and I was so suprised. You answered my prayer!! Ha, thanks for that 20 dollars. It really made me feel so loved that day.
You truly have always made me so loved and important. And I always love your jokes. Seriously, I JUST eat up your HUMOR!!!
Gigi, I want you to know that I have felt Papa with me on my mission. There have been specific times in the temple, or when I have had a really hard day that I felt like Papa was there with me comforting me. What a good good man. And I know that he is there comforting you, oh he loves you so much! You are lucky, to have so many people taking care of you, from both sides of the viel.
I know that this gospel is true. I know that Heavenly Father is so proud and happy with the life you have lived. Smile and Be Happy!! Ah, I love you so much and I miss you!!! Thanks for everything. I will never forget it. I will give my great granddaughter 20 dollars, just like you gave me one day! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!
Love you, love you!! Thanks for your prayers, I can feel them:)
Sister Frampton