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The hardest of days....

 


Today you called home for pday and sobbed and my heart broke into a million pieces.  My mama bear came out in full force and I just wanted to rush to you and love you up.  How grateful I am to know that the Savior is better than a mama bear and her hugs.  I know He is the source of strength and peace that you are needing and I have so much faith in your ability to access it.  I am BLOWN AWAY by your resilience and your dedication to your call as a missionary, to face so many hard things, and when you feel unsupported from those near you, the only comfort is knowing that The Savior knows His sheep, He sees you and your best efforts and validates your great faith and effort, your constant obedience and your beautiful heart that trusts him so completely.  I wasn't sure if I should post this here, but I thought in the scope of all your mission memories, there have been wonderful miracles and times where you have had to dig so deep because the waves keep coming.  You are so strong and learning to totally rely on your Father in Heaven.   It's a refiner's fire and He has the most amazing work and plans for you as  missionary and as His daughter.  How I love you....


Oh mama, 

This has easily been the hardest week of my mission. I wrote all about it in my journal, but it is so negative and I am too embarrassed to send it to you so instead I just wanted to talk to you about it. Now that I only get 1 hour to call, I didn't want to waste time w this but I need you to know what is going on, it makes it less heavy on my heart to know you are in the know. Please take it all with a grain of salt, it is still so fresh on my mind 

Thursday and Friday were fine. We weren't super busy but we tried to make productive use of our time. But for some reason Saturday was HARD. I just woke up feeling really anxious and homesick and sad, I tried really hard to exercise my way out and to write it out and to pray it away, I pushed through and did what I needed to during the day but there were tears and I just really struggled. I'm trying to put myself in sorella Demeures shoes, to have a companion who is obviously struggling w something but not talking to me about it, and I can see how that would be really frustrating and hard, bit She never came to me or asked me about it she just went straight to President in an email. (She is constantly trying to get on his good side) so Sorella Browning called. It doesn't help that she co-functions as the mission medical and thinks she knows everything. She asked how I was doing and I was honest, I told her it had been a tough day but I was ready for the sacrament tomorrow and just a fresh start. Before we hung up, sorella Demeure says, "sorella Browning I have a concern w my family that I need to talk to you about in private" so she closes the door in the other room.

 Well, our house is not soundproof and I'm not an idiot, so I heard sorella browning say, " hold on sorella, let me go into the room w President... okay, pres, sorella demeure has a concern about her family..NOT" and then she started laughing. & I felt SO small mom, like I just felt so alone and backstabbed. Then she said, " good job sorella, tell me how she is really doing" then sorella demeure went off, I heard the first couple sentences and then didn't want to listen any more. This stuff was totally untrue and really really hurt. It wasn't with my best interest in heart but sounded more like a pitch to be the next sister training leader using me as her stepping stool to gain favor. So I went into the kitchen and made dinner. When she came out, the petty part of me asked her how her family was. She hesitated and gave me some fake answer. I felt so crushed, and so completely alone. I don't have anyone out here and you can only pray so much. I couldn't get over sorella browning laughing and how horrible i felt. Especially when I have been actively striving to be more charitable to my companion this week. It was so hard. But I tried to take the higher road. Before I went to bed I apologized to sorella Demeure for my rough day and not being the best companion. She seemed moved (and it was almost like you could tell she felt guilty) when I gave her a hug and went to bed. I felt so proud of myself for being the bigger person and letting it go and moving on. 

Fast forward to Sunday morning. I had repented of yesterday and was honestly just so excited to take the sacrament and start over. It was a good morning and church was going good. I was leading the opening song when in walked sorella and President Browning. My heart complete dropped. I knew this wasn't a friendly visit and I was so ticked off. I tried to not let it show. I couldn't focus on the sacrament or the meeting and was so distracted and anxious for what they were going to say. After church I got super busy talking to members and really trying to pretend they weren't there. Finally I made my way over and small talked w them. It was the most awkward, "elephant in the room" small talk I think I have ever been a part of. As we finished, sorella browning asked if all 4 of us could go talk. So we made our way into a classroom and then I was totally interrogated. There was no conversation or concern in their questions, I felt like a project or something they were trying to figure out

President Browning was kind and really gentle with my feelings but sorella browning was a total WITCH! I cannot stand her mom, I have so much resentment and anger toward her in my heart. I was a mess, like lots of tears and hiccups and weird breathing. I wasn't anticipating this at all and was caught completely off guard emotionally which didn't seem fair at all. It was so awkward to have dwmeure right there and you could tell she felt awkward because this was her fault for being a snitch and lying ! I was completely humiliated, so so broken and embarrassed, I couldnt pull myself together and it was knife after knife with her questions and comments. 

President asked me how my language study looked. I told him most days I was on my knees just talking it out w heaven. I told him I have tried to be diligent. He said he could tell my confidence w myself and my language was at a low and suggested some ways to improve that. Sorella browning accused me of being lazy, and putting all of this on my companion. Little does she know I am giving this everything thst i have, literally my entire heart i am pouring into this and she just wouldn't stop. I tried so hard to be respectful but I know my eyes gave my whole soul away. I just wanted to slap her. She asked what my morning routine was like so I told her. We wake up at 6:30, exercise at 7, study at 9... she goes, "hmm, it takes you a whole half hour to start exercising, you are sleeping in aren't you. " I was so quick (too quick) to snap back. I said, " actually, we are both out of bed by 6:30 and we are striving to be exactly obedient with the missionary schedule. Italy had come with a lot of things that I cannot control, but my obedience isn't one of them. I have really been focusing on exact obedience becuade it is something I can do amidst so many things that I feel like I can't" she seemed taken back that I would talk back. I know I shouldn't have like that but it was SO much better than what I was thinkingg and I'm not going to sit there and be accused of things. Sorella demeure finally stopped in amd took some accountability, she said " the morning takes us a second becuase I have intestinal problems and need to use the bathroom for a second".  She asked me about my p-days and what they looked like. I told her I called dad in the morning because his work schedule made it hard in the afternoon to talk w him and that it was really important to me. She asked how long I called on the evening. I explained that I started at 3 to catch the kids and then until the end of p-day. She FREAKED OUT! to the point that President had to cut in. She was full on in my face, " are you kidding me? Thst is so "knowingly disobedient and selfish to your family and to your sweet companion! How is that fair of you to make her stay home for 5 hours while you bad mouth our mission and spill every negative thing to your family, not to mention the weight you put on your poor family. They deserve the gift of seeing you thriving and being happy, not to be your vent or emotional support! This is excessive and totally unacceptable. No more. No more sorella. From.now on uou get 1 hour in the evening to call home. I don't care if that means uou can't talk to your dad, send him an email. Your companion deserves so much more than that. I am very dissapointed" at this point I was bawling, trying to pull myself together but so broken. She totally made me feel so disobedient and worthless and selfish and a jerk. She didn't give me any grace with any of this, there was no consideration of what was acceptable in Hawaii, what I had done for my entire mission, which I basically just did what sadie did, it isn't knowingly disobedient and my companion is always on the phone longer than me on p-days so idk why she is playing the victim role. Mom, I'm trying so hard not to hate her.  because hate is so bad and I should respect her as my mission leader but I felt so verbally abused and just horrible. President had to literally grab her arm and tell her enough. She went off on my work ethic and then started asking me about going home. I couldn't believe it, it was like she wanted me to go home. She said, " serving a mission isn't a saving ordinance and if you aren't capable of being obedient than this isn't for you. Have you ever considered going home." I was so confused and so hurt. She made it feel like I am so disobedient and have done nothing as a missooaneu. I have been serving for a year now and saw miracles in Hawaii, I have strived to be exactly obedient my whole mission, even when it has been hard for me. She doesn't understand how different it is or how hard this is. And pres just sat there and let her go. She totally outshines him and he is a doormat. I firmly told her that I would not be going home. I told her I promised the Lord 18 months and that he was going to get every day of it. I wasn't respectful as I should have been but I had had enough. I told her thst I didn't appreciate being accused of things that weren't true especially coming from someone who doesn't know anything about me let alone what I have been through. I told her that I was still adjusting and would find groove here in Italy. The lord qualifies those he calls. 

That honestly wasn't even the half of it. Presidemt browning asked if he could give me a blessing, the classroom we were was kinda noisy so Sorella Browning made a big deal on front of the bishopric to let us use their office, there was no loyalty and she totally exposed me on front of my ward . I'm sure my eyes were swollen and I just wanted to hide. I didn't hear a word of the blessing. My mind was racing and part of me didn't want his blessing ( my heart wasn't in a place to recive it and especially from them) I had so many thoughts in my head. I was so embarrassed, so hurt, so confused how this had blown out of proportion, so dissapointwd w myself and thinking how disappointed you and dad would be knowing any of this went down (i thought about not saying anything about any of this but I couldn't keep it from you, I can't handle this on my own). They drove us home and dropped us off, it was really awkward and I went to my room and just cried. I prayed a lot and wrote in my journal a lot and then pulled myself together o go and study. I was so mad at demeuere bit I knew that Sorella browning would ask demeure how I reacted and i didn't want to let browning win so I prayed for forgiveness and I talked to demeure about it. I asked her if she knew pres was coming to church ( I can't trust her, she lost my confidence) but she said she didn't know. She admitted to exaggerating the truth and apologized bit only after I called her on it. But at the end of the day I just forgave her. I just let it go between me and her. She cried, I cried, and we both committed to be better to each other. She opened up to me about being suicidal so seeing me like this made her feel more normal or better about herself.as a missionary which is wrong and she apologized. I just decided I couldn't feel the spirit or do this work without forgiveness. So at least now demeuere and I are Healing. 

The rest of the day I just felt so embarrassed. I didn't even know what to do with myself. I cried all my tears and couldn't get out of my head. It was the worst day of my mission, one I will never forget amd one thst damaged my relationship w the browning and with this mission. They are my leaders so I will respect their calling and be obedient ( even when it feels like they are trying to make my life miserable) but I don't have to like them or have anything to do with them in 5 months. 

Sunday was definitely the worst of it but I can't catch a break. Monday night at 9 we did a mission wide kahoot and some of the questiosn were so specifically.tsrgeted at me I couldn't believe it. Like, " what do we do from 6:30-8 am on p-day?" And one of the wrong optioms was, " call our dad becuase it works with the time zones" it felt like a 5 year old. It was so manipulative and mean and it cut really really hard. Then yesterday morning she called to make sure I knew I only got an hour tomorrow on the phone. I made sure I was in front of a window so I would be back-lit and she couldn't see my face. I couldn't keep it together. You should have heard her mom, she is smiling and so contriving and manipulative. She said, " I was thinking about your 5 hour phone calls and it began to make sense ro me why you are struggling w the language, can you imagine what would happen if you spent 5 hours w the language instead? Also, don't think about calling home in the morning. I will restate myself, in this mission we are obedient and if that means you can't call your dad than get over it. Send him an email, then you can reread his response for 5 hours during the week." Then she laughs at herself. I have never really ever interacted with someone like her but it blows my mind how someone could be so rude when it is obvious how much it is hurting me. She completely doesn't care how I am feeling, she is laughing at my tears. She knows she is getting to me and it seems like it makes her happy to "win" 

So here I am, just trying to get through every day. ALL OF ME wants to quit. When Sorella browning was talking about how they have had a lot of missionaries go home becuase this mission is HARD and not everyone is cut out for it it didn't surprise me. This mission is so hard and I don't soubt for a second that she played a role. In then deciding to go home. She is making me want to go home. I just don't know how much longer I can do this. It doesn't feel worth it. What is 5 moths? I've seen miracles and been so blessed to serve. On Monday morning there was a kaneohe stake fireside and Steve hedden and Sari kaui were speaking, it was during my free time in the morning so I watched it. It was amazing mama, I felt so much love and pride for them and fhe strides I've witnessed them take. Steve was wearing a suit and told his conversion story like he has been a member for years! He talked about how "one of the sisters got in front of the screen and challenged me to fast about baptism and that is when I knew" it is amazing to me that God would let me have such a role in that, such a testamento that he uses the weak to do His work. I am forever grateful for my reassignment. I miss Hawaii SO much mama. Everything about it but especially the people, I miss being a missioanry. I really feel like my mission ended 2 months ago. I feel satisfied with my mission, with my effort, with my obedience. I have given everything I can give and I'm just ready to be done. I'm ready to come.home

I don't know how I'm going to so this p-day thing. She took from me the one thing that I felt kept me going. It didn't matter how hard the days were or how miserable if I could just make it to Wednesday, I could spend it w my family. She knowingly took the one thing that made staying here and doing this possible and now I'm just done. Mama I'm hurting so bad. This has been the hardest 2 months of entire life ( and maybe that is evidence of how blessed I have been). Ia so tired of feeling like this, tired of crying my eyes out and praying heart out. I don't have mission parents, I don't have other missionaries, I don't have the capacity to speak or understand so I don't have anyone here in Italy, I really don't have a companion and now I don't even get my family for more than 1 hour out of 168 hours in a week. I hate this. Mama I don't know what to do, I can't do this day after day after day, I've given him everything and it still feels like I'm sinking. 

I'm so sorry this is so heavy. & I have been so selfish to dump it all on you week after week after week, that is unfair of me and here I am doing it again but i need someone. I just need a love. 

I love you & miss you more than you know. Please tell dad I love him and the kids, I'm so sorry I couldn't talk w them, makes me extra grateful for the year I had with long p-days. You guys are my everything. I took a picture of Miles birthday card for saturday, I hope he has the best day! 

So sorry again, thank you if you read this far 💛 in sorry I'm not taking all of this as well as I should. I'm working on it! 

Love you more than you know!

 From: Roarke Miller <drmillerdmd@yahoo.com>

Date: September 22, 2021 at 9:46:28 PM MDT
To: Emma Miller <enmiller@missionary.org>
Subject: I am so proud of YOU!



My Sweet Em,


I want to start by telling you how proud I am of you! When I got home from work tonight, mama and I sat down on our bed and she shared your email with me. I just read it and felt overwhelming love for you. I can hear in your letter all the purpose and intent behind why it is you are serving. It is so powerful, and assuring knowing that you are doing and being exactly what it is He wants and needs you to be. 


As I was taking it all in, it made me think of Elder Renlund’s last conference talk, Infuriating Unfairness. I know I send you a lot of talks, and you are probably saying to yourself, “not anotherone”:) I get it, I even hesitated sending this one to you, but then I wised up. If they aren’t given to teach us how to maneuver life’s daily challenges, what good are they? So here it is, slightly modified for Sorella Miller :)

I do know that these talks don’t make the problem or challenge go away. But I believe they point us to higher ground. Solid ground, with a broader view and perspective of how things really are or can be. They bring a desire to increase our faith, focus, and determination to serve and become. 


Elder Renlund - 

“Some unfairness cannot be explained… Some people are born in affluence; others are not. Some have loving parents; others do not. Some live many years; others, few. Some serve missions where they baptize dozens, others serve where they teach little. Some have Mission Presidents who serve as role models, and meaningful relationships are forged while others struggle to build any connection at all, and on and on and on. Some individuals make injurious mistakes even when they are trying to do good. Some choose not to alleviate unfairness when they could. Distressingly, some individuals use their God-given agency to hurt others when they never should.


My heart aches for those who face such unfairness, but I declare with all my aching heart that Jesus Christ both understands unfairness and has the power to provide a remedy. Nothing compares to the unfairness He endured. It was not fair that He experienced all the pains and afflictions of mankind. It was not fair that He suffered for my sins and mistakes and for yours. But He chose to do so because of His love for us and for Heavenly Father. He understands perfectly what we are experiencing.


I love this quote from the Savior. No matter how alone or forgotten we may feel, He promises us that He will not forget us:“Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. … Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.” Because Jesus Christ endured the infinite atoning sacrifice, He empathizes perfectly with us. He is always aware of us and our circumstances.


In mortality, we can “come boldly” to the Savior and receive compassion, healing, and help. Even while we suffer inexplicably, God can bless us in simple, ordinary, and significant ways. As we learn to recognize these blessings, our trust in God will increase. In the eternities, Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ will resolve all unfairness. We understandably want to know how and when. How are They going to do that? When are They going to do it? To my knowledge, They have not revealed how or when. What I do know is that They will.


In unfair situations, one of our tasks is to trust that “all that is unfair about life can be made right through the Atonement of Jesus Christ.” Jesus Christ overcame the world and “absorbed” all unfairness. Because of Him, we can have peace in this world and be of good cheer. If we let Him, Jesus Christ will consecrate the unfairness for our gain. That means Emma, these experiences, if you let them, can mold you into becoming even more like the Savior. They can increase your capacity and desire to show compassion, and empathy. They can help you develop Christlike attributes and develop righteous principles such as humility, longsuffering, and charity. He will not just console us and restore what was lost; He will use the unfairness for our benefit. When it comes to how and when, we need to recognize and accept, as did Alma, that “it mattereth not; for God knoweth all these things; and it sufficeth me to know that this is the case.”


Here is a Journal Challenge. Take some time to ponder things you’ve learned these past two months in Italy. What are positive takeaway lessons from the good and the bad?  Things you might not otherwise have learned, things that will help you in your life. These are blessings, gleaned in the midst of trial and struggle. Cherish this list, add to it. I promise you that you will look back on these experiences with a grateful heart rather than a dreaded memory of these months and this part of your mission for the Savior.


Cakes, a small piece of advice, and I recognized it’s much easier for me to say and give having not been in your shoes. It is frustrating when others make assumptions and judgement about us, especially when we feel they really don’t know us or our situation. It seems so unfair, because we know the reality of the situation, and the intent behind it all. My advice would be to step back when things aren’t so fresh and deep, and remember that our perception of how someone handles their response or behavior is similarly assumptive of their motive or intentions. Perhaps we too are seeing things unclearly. I’m not defending Sister Browning. Trust me, I wanted to jump on a plane and fly through the night to give her a piece of my mind, “Don’t talk to my daughter like that! She’s the best missionary you’ve ever had here!” But I do believe, no matter how poorly it was delivered, no matter how many social cues and social skills she may be lacking, she is really there to help missionaries. To again quote Elder Renlund, “Some individuals make injurious mistakes even when they are trying to do good.” Emma, you are always better off forgiving and moving forward. You are doing that! I think you get that from your mama. 


As we develop faith in Jesus Christ, we should also strive to become like Him. We then approach others with compassion and try to alleviate unfairness where we find it; we can try to make things right within our sphere of influence. Indeed, the Savior directed that we “should be anxiously engaged in a good cause, and do many things of [our] own free will, and bring to pass much righteousness.”


Elder Renlund shared a story teaching that self-righteousness, fear, and anger have caused even Christians to hurl stones at people who stumble. Not throwing stones is the first step in treating others with compassion. The second step is to try to catch stones thrown by others.


How we deal with advantages and disadvantages is part of life’s test. We will be judged not so much by what we say but by how we treat the vulnerable and disadvantaged. As Latter-day Saints, we seek to follow the Savior’s example, to go about doing good. We demonstrate our love for our neighbor by working to ensure the dignity of all Heavenly Father’s children.


Emma I admire how you took the higher road in all of this. You showed your true character by forgiving and letting go. Focusing on making your companionship stronger. In that difficult circumstance you chose to do as He would have done. You might be rolling your eyes saying to yourself you could have done better. He doesn’t want perfection, He wants honest heartfelt striving. He wants exactly what you are giving Him. Never stop striving!


With our own advantages and disadvantages in mind, reflection is healthy. To try to see things with an eternal perspective can be clarifying. As we become more like the Savior, we develop more empathy, understanding, and charity.


When faced with unfairness, we can push ourselves away from God or we can be drawn toward Him for help and support. For example, the prolonged warfare between the Nephites and the Lamanites affected people differently. Mormon observed that “many had become hardened” while others “were softened because of their afflictions, insomuch that they did humble themselves before God.”


Do not let unfairness harden you or corrode your faith in God. Do not let it scar or jade your mission experience in Italy. Do not think that the best is behind you. Instead, ask God for help. Increase your appreciation for and reliance on the Savior. Rather than becoming bitter, let Him help you become better. Allow Him to help you persevere, to let your afflictions be “swallowed up in the joy of Christ.” Join Him in His mission “to heal the brokenhearted,” strive to mitigate unfairness, and become a stonecatcher.


I testify that the Savior lives. He understands unfairness. The marks in the palms of His hands continually remind Him of you and your circumstances. He ministers to you in all your distress. For those who come unto Him, a crown of beauty will replace the ashes of mourning; joy and gladness will replace grief and sorrow; appreciation and celebration will replace discouragement and despair. Your faith in Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ will be rewarded more than you can imagine. All unfairness—especially infuriating unfairness—will be consecrated for your gain. I so testify in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.


I love you Emma. You are one amazing young woman. Yes, you are being tried in the refiner’s fire currently, but look what an amazing gem that is being polished. You are becoming! And your dad couldn’t be more proud. Keep up the fight, keep relying on your faith. Your resilience in doing both continue to strengthen your family. We love you!

Dad

PS What we will miss in these next few months in phone calls together will be magnified in time we can spend together emailing. I will be better at sending those



Sadie Miller <sadiejanemiller10@gmail.com>
To:Holly Miller
Thu, Sep 23 at 12:41 PM
  Hey sis, 

Hard week, huh? I'm sorry about the pday thing, mama filled me in a little bit of what happened. We had talked about the crazy mission president's wife a little bit too. What's her name? Karen? ;) Just kidding. But for real, I'm sorry about all of the mess between her and the president and the companion...what a bunch of garbage. It's frustrating, and I get it. If it's any consolation, when I had similar experiences in Ecuador with Elder Hopper the crazy and Hermanas Rusk and Costanzi I felt like I couldn't get out of the hole that someone else had dug for me. Especially when you think that it will influence who you serve with and where because the president is involved. But I promise that it won't feel like such a boot here in a transfer, and certainly not when you come home. Really, it doesn't matter what anybody thinks. Even the President tbh. But you didn't hear that from me. ;) The only person who can tell you that your heart and service is acceptable is the Lord. But you already know that.
 Just don't be shy to ask Him about it as often as you need to. I'm finding a lot of power in prayer these days when I'm not afraid to ask Him for what I need. Like, small example, I was doing this stupid math homework that made no sense (order of operations, what is the point of that??) and I. Could. Not. Get it. I literally was in tears two hours later trying to figure out what to do without getting a tutor (not for a matter of pride, but because I don't have the time) ((well I really don't have the time but that was sarcastic I'm totally too proud to get a tutor haha)), and so finally I decided to pray. So I stopped and angrily told Heavenly Father that my math teacher's voice gets on my nerves and this homework was too hard for me, but I had to get it done in the next hour before I went to work and then it was due. So then I asked for help and got back up and got to work. And this is anticlimactic, but I still didn't get it. Like, at all. So I struggled for another twenty minutes with zero success and then I decided to pray again and this time for a miracle haha. Got up, went back to work. Nothing. Feeling so frustrated. I ended up getting the homework done, blessedly. Seth actually ended up calling me and teaching me how to do it. He's way smarter than me haha. So it all turned out fine but that isn't the point. I think I said like four prayers intermittently in there. I just realized that there was no shame in praying every fifteen minutes for the help I still need. Like I don't pray once for help and check a box, and God looks at his clipboard when I come back and ask for more help with the order of operations and He's like "silly girl, you already asked me for that". Maybe I just needed to learn a little lesson in humility. I don't know why I went on this long tangent, but it was something I learned this week that was helpful to me. Continues to be helpful too. I'm praying about the same things a pathetic amount of times haha, but it's helping me. So just don't be frustrated if you have to pray to love that annoying (maybe crazy) French girl a million times in the same afternoon. Or Karen, or the president. Or to have the Lord assure you that you're doing everything you need to, and you're doing it "wonderfully well". #ILoveJeffHolland 
I was missing being a missionary this week. I don't know why, it hit me pretty randomly. Life is great, but it's different now. So just so you know, it is possible to miss it haha. 
College is kicking my buns. I'm surviving, but it's hard and lonely and I'm exhausted haha. And my classes aren't even hard. The homework is a joke, it's pretty easy but it takes hours and hours. Then between that, work, getting adequate sleep, call Seth, call the fam, it's a madhouse. I just need to learn to balance better. Already it's been better this week, but I am pretty tired. 
Did I already tell you about my job? I feel like I did. I'm a cashier at Cafe Rio, I make $8.25 an hour (trash) and the job is crazy fast-paced and a little stressful, but it does give me mindless work for 6 hours every other night and that's kinda nice sometimes. I hate closing restaurants, it's horrible. So disgusting *dry heaves. But hey, a job is a job, and even if it just takes care of my groceries, that's something at least. And it allows for zero social life which has been kinda nice when I need that excuse. I'm finally starting to pick up some friends here and there and that's helping. My coworkers think I'm awesome because I try to help out where I can when my station is clean. Mostly I just don't like to be still and sit around, so I find something to do when I can. I've already got all the managers' attention and they've each thanked me separately and so I'm getting up the courage to ask for a raise here in about two weeks. I do the best work in the whole staff if I do say so myself:) The bad part is I usually get home at 11:30pm. 
My roommates are basically nonexistent. I really love Misa though when she is here, she's my room roommate luckily.She got engaged to her boyfriend Bridger this week! I'm super happy for them. He's 15 months younger than her and they met in June! Craziness. They are adorable though and so happy. 
Update on the bf: Seth has had a hard go. He got tested positive for COVID here a couple of days ago. He's been pretty sick tho already for like a week. So now he has to quarantine and has to miss a lot of school, so that's been stressful for him. Then his bike seat got stolen, and that was pretty annoying. It's too bad that people do stuff like that. Besides that, we're doing great. I'm really excited to go see him next weekend, but also nervous! Haha, that seems silly, but I am. 
Uh... what else... I can't think of anything right now, but I'll be better about emailing, especially now that we may not get to talk on the phone that much. 
I tell you all the time but here are the big take-aways in case you skimmed this whole goofy email.;) Here it is: 
I LOVE YOU EM! I'm so proud of you and I miss you a lot. You're doing awesome, and even more than that, you're doing some crazy hard things. That doesn't go unnoticed by the only One who can really make that right. Just keep leaning on Him, He'll get you to the airport. In the meantime, He's got other ideas. Don't let the immediate experience you're having make you feel bitter at all (even in a small degree) toward Italy or this time. I've struggled with that a little bit in different ways ever since Ecuador, and I regret letting my mind develop that pattern. You've got this sis, I believe in you! LET"S GOOOOOOOO 

Con mucho amor, 
Sades


Poem from Seth sent in an email....

The next week:

On Sep 29, 2021, at 9:15 AM, Emma Miller <enmiller@missionary.org> wrote:


Dad, 

Thank you so much for this email! I was so sad that I didn't get to talk to you on Wednesday and I'm still bitter about the hour phone call, it doesn't seem fair bit I'm trying to look at it as just another sacrifice in willing to make to Heavenly Father for the next 5 months,  only 5 more months then I can talk to you and mama whenever, I cannot wait for that! 

Thank you for the talk, I needed it. I read it with a different perspective having just had this experience with my mission leaders and also reading it with your additions ♡ i love when you adjust them, it make perfect sense how they apply just to me that sometimes I miss when I study them on my own. While I don't want to admit it, I know you're right about sorella browning. She has the right intentions but went about it in a way that hurt. ( trying not to think of the quote, " the pathway to hell is paved w good intentions " haha) I've needed this week to get some space from all of it, I am still bitter and find passive aggressive ways to make myself feel better and it never works. I'm trying to be more forgiving and just kinder. 

Idk dad, I just feel really stuck. Like I want to give my all and finish strong but part of me ( and I'm embarrassed to admit thst it is most of me) just wants to be done already. I'm over it! And while i wouldn't ever come home early I feel like it is just as bad to drag my feet and "get through" the next 156 days. Did you ever feel in a rut on your mission, or like wanting to throw in the towel? I have no motivation and just get sad thinking about how much longer I have to do this, and I hate that I feel like that. I've tried to be really prayerful about it and I have read a lot of talks, I know i need to "lose myself in the work and stop making it about me" but I don't know how. I can't speak or understand hardly anything and I can't dive in like I want to, like I need to. It feels like so manyings are against me, every single day is a battle to just stay in the game mentally. I want to be strong for the kids, to be a better example for miles and Avery, to just dig in and finish it but it is SO hard and i don't know how. I keep studying and praying hoping all of this will just go away and i keep getting the answer that some things are meant to be endured not solved. It just feels long, and I'm tired. 5 months sounds short in my head until I think about the daily and then I get psyched out- how did you stay focused and diligent in the last months? All can/want to think about is home.

Any advice? :) sorry that was a drag, like the last one. But if anyone would know how to help me, it would be you ♡ 

I'm so grateful for you and mama. Thank you for sending me this. And for being so supportive, I couldnt do this without you! I  love you more than you know! 

Love
Cakes 

  • From: Roarke Miller <drmillerdmd@yahoo.com>
    Date: September 29, 2021 at 10:00:22 PM MDT
    To: Emma Miller <enmiller@missionary.org>
    Subject: Re: I am so proud of YOU!

    
    My Sweet Em,

    Thank you for the email. It was the best part of my day and I mean that. I just love hearing from you, it is never a drag, even if what you have to say is the harsh reality. Only too well do I know some of the feelings you are having. You know best, because you typed up my journal. There were lots of days (and if I am being honest, most days) that I didn’t want to be a missionary. I had some really strange companions, the weather was brutal, I missed your mom and real life, very few people were nice to us, and the work was really really slow. You know me, I’m not one to like to knock on an unknown door and I literally dreaded waking up in the morning knowing I had to go tracting. So yes, I understand what you are feeling. But you also know that there are those little glimpses of heaven, like Steve’s testimony, that allow you to feel so much gratitude for even the slightest involvement. And the hard lessons that tear at you and shape your resolve, and the witness of so many who have so little, but have their faith firm in the gospel. The scale is way out of balance when you weigh the good days vs bad from a natural man point of view. But from an eternal perspective the table is turned and the scale shifted. How great shall be your joy in the Kingdom of my Father save you should bring but one…
    I really believe that iin no other way can He shape you to be who he desires you to be then from trials.

    I wanted to share with you a thought I had while driving home tonight from work. It’s in regards to the prophet Joseph Smith and the time he spent in Liberty jail. I found it a little ironic and funny at the same time that the number of months he spent there was 5. I thought you might relate to that. :)
    During those very cold and dark winter days while confined in jail, so much was learned and so much for us was gained. Here is a little summary of that time. 

    Liberty Jail. The jail has been nicknamed the “Temple Jail,” because Joseph Smith received so many important revelations and had time to reflect on gospel principles while in Liberty Jail. Joseph Smith received the revelations found in Doctrine and Covenants 121122, and 123; all of these revelations were received when Joseph pleaded for the suffering saints. Joseph also recorded that the suffering he experienced at Liberty Jail was beneficial, “For my part, I think I never could have felt as I now do if I had not suffered the wrongs that I have suffered. All things shall work together for good to them that love God.”4
    Mormon Joseph Smith Liberty Jail

    When I think of the 121st section of the Doctrine and Covenants being revealed to him while experiencing those conditions, I begin to understand a little better what he meant by “I think I never could have felt as I now do if I had not suffered the wrongs that I suffered.”

    Read D&C 121:41-43. No power of influence can or ought to be maintained by virtue of the priesthood, only by persuasion by longsuffering, by gentleness and meekness, and love unfeigned. By kindness, and pure knowledge, which shall greatly enlarge the soul without hypo rocky, an without guile. Reproving bedtimes with sharpness, when moved upon by the Holy Ghost; and then showing an increase of love toward him whom thou hast reproved, lest he esteem thee to be his enemy. 
    All the lies and exaggerations about him that landed him in jail. All the vulgar and harsh language, the unkindness, and unfairness. The men overseeing him being demeaning, belligerent, proud, and impulsively cruel. And in this setting the Lord teaches him that anyone who operates in His name using His authority needs to be and feel the opposite of what he was experiencing. Never would have this verse of scripture meant so much had it not been given while experiencing this painful time and place. And so it is with our struggles. The really do shape our understanding. Trials and challenges can make some bitter, while others can gain greater compassion. Some can turn away from God, while others grow closer to Him. We each get to choose. D&C 121:34-35 Many are called but few are chosen. Why are they not chosen? Because their hearts are so much set upon things of the world… like getting even, biding time, creating contention, trying to make  yourself look good in the eyes of others. Their hearts are not centered on Him. vs 35 They do not learn this one lesson. That the powers of heaven are only controlled by the principles fo righteousness. This teaches us that we can not have the spirit with us if we aren’t striving for those principles. Many are called to go through hard thing, but few learn this one lesson. Keep striving sweetheart. I promise you that you are one that is chose by Him. Continue to choose to strive. It is hard. It is very very hard. What is he teaching you? Seek Him,  you will find Him in your darkest hour. He will give you enough for the next hour. And in the process He will teach you if you will have him do so.
    So my advice is this. Learn all you can. Even if it is from the hard and painful. Even if it is being taught by what you don’t want to do or be like. He has so much to teach us.
    I love you like crazy. Thank you again for your email. You got this Sorella. I promise you that you got this!
    You are in my every prayer! Dad











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