November 4-9, 2013
Missionary Training Center Experience
We were excited and filled with anticipation for weeks at
attending training at the MTC.
We arrived on Monday about 10:40 AM and registered. We received our badges, missionary certificate, small
missionary handbook and other supplies and a parking hanger at the front desk
and at the bookstore. We paid for
our meals while we would be there.
We ate our first meal along with the young missionaries in
the cafeteria in the main
building. It
was confusing at first as there were three or four serving areas and not all of
them having the same entrees.
There was a salad bar, a wrap area, a grill and the main entrée area. Considering the large number of
missionaries to be served each day the food was adequate and we didn’t need to
prepare it or clean up. Paul
thought the portions were small but Gail said they were normal and we could
return for as much as we wanted.
There was a standard selection of drinks from milk, chocolate milk, and
the carbonated versions. Desserts
were generally tasty.
We were housed at the Provo Marriott Hotel—a lovely room, a
lovely place.
Our training took place in the Stadium chapel just to the
north of the MTC. We met every
morning in the chapel for a devotional followed by large group
instructions. Then we met in our
individual districts for more training and instructions. Each district of four couples had it
own classroom. We sat at tables
using “Preach My Gospel” as our text.
Our group included the district leader, Brother Porter and
his wife, the Taylors, the Stecks and us.
Brother and Sister Porter, from Preston, Idaho, were “at home”
missionaries who will work with the local
mission full time in Idaho.
The Taylors, also from Idaho, were going on a 6 months assignment to the
Atlanta North Mission. The Stecks
were Physical Facilities Missionaries going to the Missouri Independence
Mission.
All of our instructors were young returned
missionaries. A few were
married. They were all bright,
enthusiastic and were very well-prepared with their instructions. Our morning instructor was a single
sister Amy Fillmore, a very enthusiastic young woman with an infectious
laugh. Brother Meyer taught us in
the afternoon.
Since most of us were assigned to the MTC for only five days
there was no attempt to cover the whole manual. Instead, on Monday and Tuesday we trained on teaching
techniques, and how to get to know the investigator. We were to issue 4 invites: invite them to church, to pray, to read the Book of Mormon
and to be baptized. We prepared to
teach the first lesson to a first “investigator” on Wednesday. We were to spend at least 15 minutes in
getting to know the person and their needs and then, through the spirit, meet
those needs with a 30 minute discussion, with Book of Mormon scriptures and
with appropriate questions to ask.
The next day, we put our learning into practice. The cultural center was divided into
twelve cubicles where we did our teaching. The “investigator” was a younger divorcee, accompanied
by an older sister from Tonga (she was for real and her father accompanied
Elder Groberg as they crossed from one island to another—See “The Other Side of
Heaven”). We were monitored by
Sister Fillmore.
We did the same thing on Thursday but the “investigator” had
had the first discussion from other missionaries and was challenged to read and
pray about the Book of Mormon. We were there for the second visit and, if
appropriate, teach the Plan of Salvation lesson. Our “investigator” was a rather sophisticated woman who
moved with her husband and children to Utah from California. She had several Mormon friends and just
wanted to know what they believed.
In both cases we were to teach people--not lessons. We could use our notes, but not our
book. In the past lessons were
memorized word for word, but now we are to teach through the spirit according
to the individual’s needs.
On Friday we
dealt with an LDS couple. She was
active. Her husband had been, but
felt no further need to remain active.
They had a daughter who had some serious problems. We chose to hone in on how they could
receive personal revelation in behalf of their daughter. We gave it our very best, often
challenging the husband to resume activity, but he remained the same. His wife
was not pleased with him remaining so disinterested.
Friday afternoon was a time for testimony bearing before
dismissal and to make our way to our respective missions. We returned home for the weekend with
the plan to leave for Reno Monday morning
Highlights:
Eating
several meals with a couple from Price, the Adairs. He was a former coal miner who was the general manager when
a terrible disaster happened near Price and many men died several years ago. She was a nurse. They were going to New Orleans,
Louisiana.
Meeting one couple, the Calls from
Canada. They will serve for a year
in New Caledonia to partially replace our friends Mike and Eva Syphus. They spoke French and anticipated
serving in Canada.
Attending
the devotional on Tuesday night with all the MTC missionaries. The visiting authority was Elder Craig Zwick, a Seventy. Paul spoke in his home some years
earlier on plural marriage. Gail
can not remember the meeting so probably didn’t attend.
One
night driving past the former Provo Tabernacle, now destined to be a Temple. An enormous amount of preparatory work has been achieved on
the foundation. All that survives
of the original building are the outer walls.
November 9-10, 2013 Preparing to leave for Mission
Arriving home from the MTC Friday evening we began packing
the car. We packed the van and cleaned the house all day Saturday. Sunday we went to the Parrish Heights
ward and was introduced in Sacrament meeting as the ward’s newest missionaries
who spent the prior week at the MTC.
Sunday night Sue and Greg Larson dropped by for a visit. Brandon, Emily and Carson came by and
ate with us a dinner of lasagna that Ashley had made. We got to bed about
midnight.
November 11-17, 2013 First Week in the Nevada Reno
Mission
We left Centerville in our Toyota van about 9 AM and arrived
in Sparks at 4:30 in the afternoon.
We went directly to the Mission Home, 1146 Prater Way, where we met the
Mellors (whom we will replace) and the Lynns who run the office. The Mellors took us to their apartment
for a tour and we dropped off some
of our boxes that we won’t be needing for the next two weeks. The Lynns invited us to dinner at the
Sizzler in Sparks. Bonnie and Jay
Thiessens and their grandson ate with us.
We will be staying, temporarily, in the Thiessens’ basement apartment
until the Mellors are released Nov 27th. While at the Sizzler eating we met Nevada Reno Mission
President Hermansen and his family who were also eating there.
After dinner Jay and Paul went to the home of Jay’s son and
gave him a Priesthood blessing as he will be operated on Tuesday for kidney
stones.
Then on to the Thiessens’ million dollar home. It’s a large lovely home up on the hill overlooking
Sparks. The basement is huge. Jay visited with us for quite some
time. He was in the sheet metal
fabrication business starting out as an employee eventually owning his own
business and employing many people.
He bought and sold machinery and property and ended up becoming a
millionaire. He is a very smart
business man and the Lord has been good to him. But he has been good to the
missionaries. He had Elders and
then Sisters in the apartment at one point. The interesting thing about his
life is the fact that he didn’t learn to read until he was in his 60’s. Few people knew in his business and in
the church. His wife and daughter
helped him keep it secret. He was
called to become a Bishop and realized he needed to read in order to deal with
the information coming from Salt Lake.
He went through the church’s literacy program and it took him 5 years to
learn. He still has struggles with reading and writing but is a big advocate of
literacy and talks in the schools and the community about his problem. He got a
Blue Chip national award for his amazing achievements and has been featured in
several business magazines.
This week we met with the Mission President Hermansen about
our assignments, about the mission and just to get to know one another. He was raised with Jeff
Marsh, a colleague of Paul’s at the U of U Institute. He has 8 children.
He is in partnership with Don Astle, nationally famous for his cleaning
techniques.
We met a Sister Burt and her granddaughter at the mission
office. They brought in a large
pot of homemade organic chili and it was delicious. She included carrots, cut small, to avoid gas. Her granddaughter was once employed by
Dustin Hoffman, the famous actor.
She said that he stands just 5’4” tall and was nice to work with.
In the mission office we also met Sister Coy who entered the Bountiful Temple for her endowments the day we got our mission call. We assisted her getting her endowment that evening. We were going to the same mission. It was fun to see her again.
In the mission office we also met Sister Coy who entered the Bountiful Temple for her endowments the day we got our mission call. We assisted her getting her endowment that evening. We were going to the same mission. It was fun to see her again.
Our assignment
is the Red Hill Ward in an area of Sparks called Sun Valley. Senior couples are in reality part-time
missionaries. We pace ourselves
and do the best we can, but can take time off to shop, go to movies, and so
forth. We are not restricted to
boundaries. Typically a couple
assigned to a ward, while answering to the Bishop, is able to reactivate many
people and lift the spirits.
We contacted Bishop Donald Cox of the Red Hill ward and he
enthusiastically invited us to visit with him in his office. We drove to the ward building in the
dark but thanks to the GPS made our way without any difficulty. The building is new and beautiful—an
experimental design soon abandoned because, among other things, overhead pipes
freeze, thaw and break in the winter.
The ward has a Spanish speaking branch which meets with them
for some meetings. There is a set of Spanish missionaries, Anglo missionaries
and us assigned to the ward.
Because of Paul being in Seminary and Institutes the Bishop asked us to
teach a Sunday School class, ages ranging between 12 and 18, with a potential
of 42. Average attendance is 6 to
8. Two or three teachers have been
“run out” so far, but we will tackle the problem and resolve it! The bishop feels if we can get close to
them then possibly we can, in the future, work with their families.
The bishop introduced us to several ward members—most a bit
low on the economic scale but very friendly. Bishop Cox proudly took us on a tour of the building. It is very nice. Sunday we will attend class as
observers, then undertake to teach in a week’s time.
Friday we decided to do some sight-seeing. We drove to Virginia City, an old
mining town, once quite large, high up in the mountains west and south of
Reno. It looks like Park City did
years ago before the money arrived.
The day was quite cool.
Years ago we visited Virginia City with Helen (Paul’s cousin) and Milt
Gold. Today main street is filled
with seedy “antiques” shops—typically a mixture of few old American coins and
the sorriest collection of posters and cheap t-shirts and nick-nacks as can be
imagined. We went in the Bucket of
Blood Saloon for the view through a rear window before realizing we probably
shouldn’t be there as we were missionaries (but didn’t wear our tags). The bar, you see, is fully operational.
Paul visited the basement of a store where Sam Clemens (Mark
Twain) worked for a time for a newspaper called the Territorial Enterprise. Paul saw the large desk where he labored and, it is claimed,
wrote “Roughing It” as well as a marble-topped table, badly cracked, where he
wrote “The Jumping Frog of Calabasas County.”
We went on to Carson City where we enjoyed a visit to the
Nevada State Museum. It featured an old replica silver mine in the lower
level. We followed rails laid down
for the ore cars. We saw various
techniques for mining the silver and shoring up the mine. We also saw the State Capitol which is
very old and for a capitol building, much much smaller than Utah’s. We walked through a self-guided tour on
the second floor.
Our concluding visit was south and west to Genoa, a Mormon
way station on the California Trail.
Genoa was the first settlement in what would become the State of
Nevada. It was presided over by
Elder Orson Hyde in its day. The
original buildings were destroyed in a fire in 1921. A replica was erected in
1947-1948. Unfortunately it was
closed for the winter until May of next year.
This week we are watching the missionary training videos we
were given in the mission office. One set called “The District” are actual
missionaries visiting real investigators.
Their teaching is very impressive. They focus all their efforts on the
“Preach My Gospel” manual, it’s lessons and suggested procedures. It encourages
preparation before a visit and then after, recording your notes regarding the visit
with follow-up plans and goals.
We can see where a successful missionary will follow these
guidelines.
Today we received the sad news that Ashley has had a
miscarriage. She wasn’t far along
but we didn’t know she was pregnant. We hope she gets pregnant again soon.
Sunday, 17 November 2013, we arrived at the Red Hill Ward about 9:30 and were warmly
welcomed by everyone. Attendance
was sparse for sacrament meeting—they average about 16%. The organist did her valiant best,
playing as best she could on both the piano and the organ. It was clearly evident that many folk
were of the lower income. The ward was situated near many trailers and was
built in that location so members without cars could walk to church.
The first speaker was a young sister Wolff and did a very
fine job. Then the counselor
conducting explained that the other speaker did not show and they would like to
invite the new missionary couple,
Elder and Sister Smith, to talk to
us. Saturday Paul had had a
premonition that we might be called on but thought it would be just for our
testimonies. I prepared a small
talk just in case. Thank
goodness. Paul took up the
remainder of the time.
We visited the Sunday School class we will be teaching. They
meet in the Cultural Hall and there were 6 students in attendance. Michael Moore, a fourteen year old and
his sister, Kelly were both big pains.
They were in constant motion, making “funny” comments and giving wrong
answers. They left class and
returned without any explanation.
They talked to each other and another girl, Brittany, during the whole
class.
We later learned that Michael’s condition is
undiagnosed—perhaps a cross between autism, asbergers and ADD. His sister shows
signs as well. We later
spoke with several who know him, including prior teachers and his mother, for
clues as to how to deal with him.
The answer—lay down the rules, be consistent, and don’t get mad at
him. It doesn’t help. We worried all week about our first
class with him.
Novermber 18-24
Monday, Gail assisted Sister Lynn in the mission office all
day. She assembled binders for new
arriving missionaries. After
leaving the office we ate dinner with Elder David and Siser Sally Mellor, the
outgoing couple whose apartment we will claim next Tuesday. They invited he Huff couple, (serving
in Carson City) as well.
Tonight, on voicemail, Carson spoke! He had several things to say including
“I love you” and “grandpa” and
“grandma”. We miss him and all our
grandchildren.
We attended our first zone and district meeting this week in
the “Rock” chapel. Our Zone leader
is from Orlando, an Elder King.
Gail didn’t get to talk with him to find out about his family, etc. Our district leader is Elder Alvarez, a
good looking elder and a new
convert from Mexico. He did a fine
job training. Following our
meeting we went to In-N-Out for lunch with the Mellors and to the Mission
Office for he mail.
On Wednesday we toured the B & J Tool Company factory
with Jay Thiessens, our host. The
56,000 square foot plant is an amazing operation. It has several pieces of equipment worth millions of
dollars. It was interesting to
watch the latest, from Germany, rapidly stamp out and stack parts. Another cut and designed
products, both large and very minute, with a laser beam. Afterwards Jay
presented us with a Grabber—an item they produce at the plant—and another
plastic item that holds bags apart for trash or whatever. We were then treated to lunch at
Wendy’s with Bonnie and their granddaughter.
We got a light snow this week. From our window in this apartment it is a beautiful sigh
looking over the valley of Sparks and Reno. One morning when the sun was just right we could see he
spire of the temple.
On Saturday we attended the Reno Nevada Temple. We did sealing and initiatories for a
number of Gail’s ancestors. The
temple is small but beautiful. It
is perched on a hill overlooking Reno.
Because of occasional high winds an entrance was added with heavy doors
that can be easily secured. The
workers joked that because of the addition it is the “biggest little temple in
the world’, a play on Reno being the biggest little city in America.
This week we have prayed, fasted, attended the temple and
prepared for the long awaited day
when we would teach our class. We
were able to move the class from the cultural hall to one end of the Young
Women’s Room. We arranged the
chairs in a circle. Five attended,
3 Latino girls and 2 Latino boys.
The Moore family were not there.
Paul suspected that Sister Moore kept them home to give us a break from our first class. Gail thinks they were out of town. Class rules were presented on he chalk
board but they were hardly needed with that group. The lesson went smoothly—presented by he two of us.
After church we hosted Jay and Bonnie for a delicious dinner
of pork chops and biscuits. As
feared, they talked until 8PM—nearly four hours and could have gone on when Jay
took mercy on us (and Paul kept falling asleep). Great people but how they loved to tell us about their
mission to the Heber YW Campground.
They were there for two summers, 6 months each summer.
November 25-Dec
1 Moving into our
Apartment, Thanksgiving
Monday morning we packed up and started cleaning our
basement apartment in order to move to our permanent place.
Tuesday we left the Thiessens’ home with the van
packed. We went to the Mission
office for transfer day. All the
new missionaries arrive and are instructed in several areas. The old
missionaries who have completed their mission bare their testimonies in a
farewell meeting. And transfers
occur. It was an exciting
time. We helped with the lunch.
That evening we went to the apartment. Just our luck, the old missionaries
didn’t have time to clean it-fridge, stove, bathrooms etc—so Tuesday night and
Wednesday morning we cleaned. The
mission office was going to send in a cleaning crew but we would have had to
have waited to get in and we were anxious to get settled. ( The OCD in Gail
would have re-cleaned it anyway)
Thanksgiving morning Gail made cranberry relish, p-nut
brittle and 4 pies to take to Pres and Sis Hermansen’s for dinner. They also invited another office couple
and 5 sister missionaries. The
mission home is in Reno overlooking the valley and is beautiful. We enjoyed the day. That night we finally got the TV and
antenna working. We get CBS, NBC,
ABC, FOX and PBS. Paul can satisfy
his news craving and Gail can watch Downton Abbey in January.
Friday we helped with the Mission Leaders Zone Conference
and prepared a lunch. While at the
church we got the wonderful news that our Lexus had been stolen Thanksgiving
night. Rob had gone to Brandon and
Emily’s for dinner. We talked to
them all that night about 9 PM—even face timed little Carson. They watched a movie and at 2 AM Rob
went to leave. The car was frosted
over and he turned it on to warm it up.
He went back inside to get some leftovers from Emily—was in the house a
good 3 minutes—and the car was gone.
They called the police immediately. It has not been recovered as of Monday.
Sunday we had 9 kids in our class—it’s growing. All were the Hispanics except for the
one sister, Kelly, who was such a troublemaker the first Sunday when we visited
the class. Without Michael there,
she was perfect and even answered questions. We have yet to teach Michael. He has been gone the last two Sundays. So each week the class has been
perfect. We love the Hispanic kids
but they are mostly new in the gospel and need just the basic principles
taught. The older kids know more
and so we will have them help us in the teaching if we feel they already know
what we are teaching.