When I Was Baptized...

I remember my baptism 12 years ago, yesterday.

I remember my grandma calling me on the phone, asking me how I wanted my baptism dress to look. She would eventually sew it all herself. I remember buying a brand new pair of little pearl earrings. They were my favourite. I remember taking photos outside the front of my house for my invitations Mom made by hand. I remember practicing being baptized with my dad in the living room, weeks before the real deal. And I remember coming up out of the water, rubbing my eyes so I could see, and seeing my dad's beg cheesy smile, and then giving him and even bigger hug. I remember feeling so amazed that all of my sins were actually washed away, and that I was starting a new life. I remember my mom greeting me at the top of the stairs of the font with a warm towel and an even warmer hug. She asked me, "How do you feel?" I was so happy.

    That night we sat as a family in the middle of our cul-de-sac with our homemade ice cream, watching the big city fireworks burst through the sky. I felt like the whole city was celebrating my baptism. If the whole city wasn't, I know the Heavens were, because they always do when another one of God's sons or daughters make that decision to follow Him, becoming one step closer to living with our Heavenly Father again.

Two people got baptised in our ward this last week. It's truly a miracle to see. I am so happy.

Hayley and Kiana are progressing! They came to church again this week...yeehawww! Although we have to move their baptismal date back until they can get some living situations situated... we continue to teach them and help them develop a relationship with their Savior, Jesus Christ.

We tracted (knocked doors) Harrington Waters again this week. This is a nicer part of our area...new homes, people wear slacks and a tie to work, nice cars for the most part. I want to tract all of Harrington Waters! I want to see how these "rich" people use their agency... ;) This week we met a Baptist pastor, a bitter-at-God widow, a nice young man in his 20's named Brad (ask Sister Sinaga 'bout that one), and old couple who just moved in a week ago, a man on the phone who when he answered said, "One the phone. Won't be a minute," and then shut the door. So we thought that meant he was going to come back.....5 minutes later we walked to the next house....

I never thought I'd say this, but I actually like tracting. There I said it.

We had Zone Conference this Friday. Zone Conference is like Christmas Day. I LOVE President and Sister Fife. I think one reason I came to the Australia Perth Mission, was just to have them change my life. They have. Here are some notes I took:

~If God sent us here to the earth just so we could come back to Him, why did we ever leave in the first place? He didn't send us here to just come back. He sent us here to learn, grow, change, and become.

Sister Fife found a board with a quote on it in a bookstore. It says, "Be so happy that when others see you, THEY become happy too!"

Someone asked, "Can people tell when you are just pretending to be happy?"

Sister Fife responded, "You know, I've learned something about myself. When I smile, something physically changes inside me. Try it. It really works!"

~Be the kind of woman that always pushes forward. Mortality is not a time for slacking. It is a time for pushing.

~There is no speed limit on the German Auto Ban. Likewise there is no speed limit with this call to be a missionary to proclaim the gospel! You can go as hard and as fast as you want! Someone asked, "Even on our bikes?"  "Even on your bikes. You can pedal as fast as those bikes will let you! But be careful. You don't want to baptize them for the dead." -Pres. Fife

~Godly sorrow and pity parties are not even in the same universe.

~Through prayer, planning, goals, and time, we build fences and fences which turn into walls that keep us away from these weaknesses. Pretty soon the only way to get to these weaknesses is to climb up the wall. On purpose.

~"When I see self-doubt coming, I picture myself putting a shield up, whirling it around and throwing it back at Satan and I watch it hit him." -Sister Fife's friend's solution to overcome self doubt

~We should be soft and tender so that the spirit can touch us.

Hope you all are happy!

Love,

Sister Beardall

A Guide to God

Bahahaha. Studies.

I love it when people pick us up.... :D

The Wilmotts took us to Aldi! IDK, look it up.

Us at Zone Conference

Her again...

Rockingham Zone

These were scary. And big. And cool.