tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34145313622440947992024-03-13T13:05:28.532-07:00 Cambodia Phnom Penh Mission Oh, the Places You'll Go!
.........Sophia in CambodiaSophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-39547408212371740132018-05-21T19:26:00.002-07:002018-05-21T19:28:27.607-07:00This is from a good friend of mine:<br />
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The past little while, I have learned alot. One of the hardest things I
went through not so long ago, were because of the thoughts I allowed
into my mind. to give myself a little credit, I would say that the
adversary is trying particularity hard on me, because, I know that at
time the spirit speaks through me. and i know that is not good for the
devils work. Not to say I wasn't well equipped, he just used some
pretty interesting timing. I recognized, he can work threefold, with
doubtful thoughts, fear, and temptations. If you imagine my stronghold
in my mind like the Teton dam. It was worked on and worked on until it
sort of collapsed. My experience was pretty... dramatic, it was actually
terrible. but trees that grow up in a windy environment become
stronger. Presdient Nelson said that in the coming DAYS, it won't be
possible to survive spiritually without the constant influence of the
Holy Ghost. I think that in a way, this terrible experience has
stimulated my roots to grow faster and spread farther. As I was
pondering about why this happened, those thoughts came into mind and I
thought, if President Nelson gave a warning to the world about the
coming days, i thought I might expect to hear others having similar
struggles. then the other day we had something called Zone conference.
and President Loveland said that in the missionaries emails recently, he
had seen more emails about the adversary than usual. It's strange that
it would happen like that, to an unusual amount. The seed of doubt can
make your hope go away. and it will be more difficult to see things with
an eye of faith... but hang in there, keep praying and fortify
yourselves. Learn to control your thoughts,<br />
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45let virtue garnish thy thoughts unceasingly; then shall thy confidence wax strong in the presence of God;</div>
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Study the truth, and cling to it</div>
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Wherefore, I beseech of you, brethren, that ye should search diligently
in the light of Christ that ye may know good from evil; and if ye will
lay hold upon every good thing, and condemn it not, ye certainly will be
a child of Christ.<br />
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And make sure that you are building your foundation now for winds that are sure to come. </div>
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And now, my sons, remember, remember that it is upon the rock of our
Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build your
foundation; that when the devil shall send forth his mighty winds, yea,
his shafts in the whirlwind, yea, when all his hail and his mighty storm
shall beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down
to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye
are built, which is a sure foundation, <u>a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fall.</u><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: <span style="color: black;">but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">We've
also been seeing some other miracles here, like. I met a woman named
Kimberly Dawn Wright who said that it was so weird that we would knock
on her door yesterday. she said that at church (one she had been going
to comfortably for quite a while) and that in the middle of church she
got this feeling and the best way she knew to describe the feeling was,
this isn't where you should be. And so she put a little prayer in the
prayer box that said, please help me with discernment and clarity and
guidance. what's really weird is how I had met a woman named Kimberly
Dawn Wright in my last area. and I only got to teach her once and then I
moved areas. So I met two Kimberly Dawn Wrights. The other one I saw at
a place called Highrise in a city called rogers, and I went out to the
parking lot to talk to her but she had already left and I was
disappointed. then we were driving around in a little boonies type town
called Garfield, on our way to this members home, driving with a member,
and I saw this van at this park and right away I just said we should
stop at that park, even though we were headed somewhere. ANd it was that
girl from a couple cities over that I had missed talking to a week ago.
Kimberly Dawn Wright at the park with her family. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Elder Sam Larsen </span></div>
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Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-84827048853044670382018-04-22T20:43:00.000-07:002018-04-22T20:43:06.550-07:00<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">HEY THERE SISTERS and hah everyone </span><img alt="❤" class="CToWUd" data-goomoji="2764" goomoji="2764" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/e/2764" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px; margin: 0px 0.2ex; max-height: 24px; vertical-align: middle;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;"> WE LOVE YOU</span><br />
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Just a quick thought for the day. This is something a friend carried with her for her entire mission, and she just shared it with me. I thought as sisters here in Cambodia, we could appreciate it together. </div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">Jesus could have come and healed Lazarus when he was still alive. Instead, He waited to raise him from the dead when he was already in his grave.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">God could have made David become king the day after he was anointed. <span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Instead</span>, He waited 15 years to rise to the throne, many of those years spent fearing for his life, hiding out and running away from his own father-in-law.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">God could have spoken to Moses in the desert about sending him to help free His people from slavery 40 days after he ran away from Egypt. <span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Instead</span>, He made him wait for 40 long years.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">God could have gotten Joseph out of prison one year after he was sentenced there. <span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Instead,</span> he was stuck in that dungeon for 10 years before he was finally set free.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">God could have given Abraham the son He promised him when he was still a young man. <span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Instead,</span> He waited until he was 100 years old and because of physical reasons would have a more difficult time conceiving at that age.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">God could have answered prayers and met the needs of these men of God much quicker, but He didn’t.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He made them wait instead. And He often makes us do the same.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He makes us wait </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times new roman", serif;">for healing to come after we’ve been praying for years and there is no sign of recovery. He makes us wait to fulfill His call in our lives after He puts the desire and passion in our hearts to serve Him in a certain way. He makes us wait to give us the desires of our hearts, whether it’s a baby, a spouse, or a new job. He makes us wait for direction when we are stuck at a dead end and we don’t know where to go or what to do.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He could answer that same prayer that you’ve been praying for years every night in a millisecond.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">That same prayer that has been bringing you to tears. That same prayer that the longer that it goes unanswered, the more it makes you question whether He even hears.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He kept Moses in a desert for 40 years. Joseph in a prison cell for 10 years. Abraham without a child for 100 years. David on the run for 15 years. And maybe He is keeping you right where you’re at for the same reason He kept these men for so many years: to build your faith.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">To build your faith in a dungeon cell, during the valley in your life where it’s too dark to see and too hard to believe. To build your dependence on Him when you are barren and empty to see if He is truly all you desire and all you need. To see how well you will trust and serve Him when you are still stuck in the background somewhere, doing seemingly nothing too significant for Him. To build your trust in Him when the storm keeps raging, the battle keeps going and breakthrough and victory doesn’t seem near.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">That we grow in faith. That we learn to only depend on Him.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">What are you waiting for today? What longing do you have that seems so far from ever being fulfilled? What prayer do you keep on praying that seems to never reach God’s ears?</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">I want to remind you that God is not deaf to your prayers. He is not blind to your constant tears, to your desires, and to your needs.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">IF He is making you wait, there is a very good reason for it. If He is telling you “no” today, maybe it’s because He has a better “yes” waiting for you tomorrow. If He is keeping you in the same place you’ve always been today, maybe it’s because He’s helping build your faith before you enter your Promised Land tomorrow. If He is not healing you or bringing you victory today, maybe it’s because you will have a greater testimony when He waits to help you be an overcomer tomorrow.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">Wherever you are at today know that God is right beside you and that there is a purpose for you. Even if that purpose is to wait.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">Don’t give up just because you don’t see anything happening today.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">Maybe there is nothing physically happening that your eyes can see but there is definitely something happening in the spiritual realm as you learn to rely on Christ.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">Don’t allow your waiting period to make you hopeless about what tomorrow will bring. Instead, let it build your faith and give you even greater hope for what God has prepared for you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He made some of the greatest men of faith wait. Don’t be discouraged if He makes you wait as well.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">He will come through for you, just like He came through for them.</span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">“Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.” – Psalm 27:14</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: times new roman, serif;">LOVE SISTER HER AND SISTER SMITH</span></div>
Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-8542348388190458272018-04-09T19:21:00.001-07:002018-04-09T19:21:44.910-07:00Kidney Stone Miracle<div>
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This is a letter written to me from my sweet girl, Sister Jex. She is an amazing missionary. </div>
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As some of you may know, I had an unusual experience when I was about ten years old of passing a kidney stone.<div>
Well, ladies and gents....</div>
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It made a comeback.</div>
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As
typical of Wednesday, I was in the city, and getting my bags, and
Sister Tran(my new companion), moved into our new house, when I started
to feel a little uncomfortable on my right side on my back. At first I
thought it was probably just a muscle strain from lifting heavy luggage
and boxes, or something, so I paid no attention to it. But as we sat
down to plan, I noticed it was getting a little worse. 'This is weird,' I
thought, but I also wanted to get to know our area, so I thought to
ignore it, again. </div>
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Long story short, within twenty minutes, I
was curled up on the couch with an excruciating pain in my back right
side. It hurt to breathe, I couldn't sit up, and yet.... I knew, I had
experienced this before. </div>
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"Sister," I said to my worried, and brand-new companion. "I think I have a kidney stone." </div>
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And
a crazy tuk-tuk ride to the mission home, a blessing, and a visit to
the hospital complete with IV and ultrasound later, we knew that yes. I,
indeed, did pass a kidney stone.</div>
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Now here's
the miracle part of it all: The last time I had a kidney stone, when I
was ten, the doctors told us that it would pass in a couple of days, and
that I would just have the peachy time of being able to suffer through
it for a little while, but as I had the ultrasound, the doctor looked at
me, and back at the screen, and back at me and said "Well, we can see
the dilation that shows that you definitely had one, and of a pretty
good size enough to give you a high amount of pain, but for whatever
reason... it's already gone, now." </div>
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How was it already gone?</div>
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Now,
I can't give you a scientific answer on how the stone physically left
my kidney, but I know with all my heart it was due to the power of God.
Sister Tran had managed to get us to the mission home instead of the
hospital in her broken khmer, which is where the Mission president's
wife had asked us to go in the first place, but that gave the office
elders the opportunity to give me a blessing of healing, which they did,
before going to the hospital. After I received the blessing, my pain
started to become more, and more bearable, to the point that when we
arrived at the hospital, and they laid me down on the bed, I almost felt
like we didn't even need to be here, and after we left, it never came
back. It was crazy how fast it went away, and I know for sure it's
because of the power of the priesthood.</div>
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I am so grateful that
God loves us enough to give us His power, and I'm grateful for the men
of this church that are worthy to hold it, that we may all be blessed by
it. I know that the priesthood has blessed me throughout my life, but
this last week really helped me remember how much it could help me
personally.</div>
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Because of our crazy adventures to
the hospital, and because of the AWESOMENESS OF CONFERENCE, Sister Tran
and I have not been able to do a ton of proselyting, but I am super
stoked for this next week. It's going to be really exciting, with a lot
of contacting, because everyone Sister Tran knows is leaving to the
provinces for the Khmer New Year. But have no fear, we'll make it work
somehow :) Anyway, I'm still loving life, and now feeling on top of the
world. I hope you all have a wonderful week, and know that God is
looking after each of you.</div>
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Much love,</div>
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Sister Jex</div>
Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-42979750490978275862018-03-16T17:55:00.000-07:002018-03-16T17:58:56.068-07:00<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 12.8px;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"She waited for me" </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Dear Brothers and Sisters,</span></div>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Words can't even fully express how grateful I am to have your support. The strength from the support has helped me through the experiences of the mission.The mission truly is a life-changing journey. At first, I did not think that I could make it through, but through the strength of the Lord, I was able to see His hands embracing me every step of the way. The last week of my mission, especially has been very special. I was able to share the Gospel in places where it has not been voiced before and to people who may have never heard or known of Jesus Christ. I was able to travel miles to see people of my blood and to tell them that I love them, that God loves them. The lord gave me the opportunity to see my family and to share of the Gospel beyond the veil, to do family history work. I was able to meet with my birth dad, who I have net met in years. I was able to see family members who I have never met before. One of the most special experiences was visiting both of my grandmas. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I remember an experience of getting out of the car into the pure jungle and how nature was calling me deeper into the land of my forefathers. Before even leaving my foot prints on the ground, I saw grandma waiting for me. She couldn't walk well at all, but she abruptly stood up and tried as hard as she could to walk, in her unsteady and trudging manner, towards me. I dropped my bags and everything else and ran towards her. Tears just started to pour out as I looked into her eyes and hugged her. Surely, the spirit testifies of God's love for her. We spent almost the entire day together and talking about our family history and all of her walks of life and the Gospel of Jesus Christ, with faith, repentance, baptism and enduring in this life. It was a miracle that grandma gave me the permission to do temple work for the family. While grandma rested, my birth dad took me to our family farm. It was surreal. I came back and served grandma until she fell asleep. It was surely difficult to say goodbye to her, a heart wrenching moment, but I had to go. She had waited to meet me for years. Oh how I wish I could take her and all of the people I've shared the Gospel with me, just to come home with me. However, God has taught me what true home means, that no matter where you are the Gospel is there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">For the last 6 months of my mission, the Lord called me to serve in one of the poorest areas in Cambodia. Truly, my heart has been touched every single day. It hit me that the suffering they had wasn't of the temporal, or of whether they had a tangible refuge to rest in or neither the suffering that comes from whether they will have food for tomorrow,<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> but rather the suffering was that they felt far from Heavenly Father's presence and that they were hopeless. I testify that when the missionaries enter people's homes, there is much love and light. As said by Elder Neal </span></span><span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 15.6933px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Maxwell, within whatever is allotted to us, there is contentment, <span style="line-height: 13.91px;">our spiritual contentment rest on our acceptance of the Gospel, it's central power of the atonement of Jesus Christ. I can't take these humble home with me, but I know that a part of my converted heart is there in their homes even when I have left and I know that a part of their conversion is here with me, jotted down in my very heart, as well. </span></span></span> </span></span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" id="m_-6477342925742159670gmail-docs-internal-guid-0fad190d-fe1d-dda6-ba29-ac129e65e3cc" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For me, the meaning of home permanently became true and complete when I found the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Home became complete when I knew that I have a Heavenly Father who loves me. I learned about Heavenly Father through the Gospel of Jesus Christ I got baptized when I turned 18 years old. The Gospel of Jesus has given me the desire to help others understand their true identity and their heavenly home . A year later, I decided to serve an LDS mission and was called to return back to serve in the land of my forefathers, Cambodia. I was able to go through experiences of spectrums of what is like to be rich and poor, to feel joy and pain. Sharing the Gospel was a way I could help others understand how to have joy in their earthly home while drawing closer to their Heavenly home. Home to me no more became a physically tangible abode, but it is a state of happiness achieved through the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It is a state of joy that can be taken wherever I go. It is that greater light that chases the shadows and hopelessness of life. My journey in this life has given me a glimpse of what it feels to be fully embraced in the arms of my Heavenly Father when I do return back home to Him. It is the very experience of how I can turn my heart and will to God, to fully collapse in His embrace. The more I turn and return to my father, I understand more of the compassion, love, and mercy He has for me. The Gospel is where true home is. No matter where I serve, the message of eternal hope and embrace is the same throughout the word .Home truly is where individual evolves to become themselves, in their spiritual nature. My nature has changed along with the nature of the meaning of home.</span></span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> No matter if I am physically separated from my family, I know that there is hope in being united eternally. The idea of family uniting together eternally is what makes up the home. It is the very experience of how I can turn my heart and will to God, to fully collapse in His embrace. </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I have given all that I can to serve the Lord and I have seen suffering and joy, all of which strengthened the purpose of God's plan for His children. Because Christ lives, I am too His living witness to the world that there is hope in the Gospel and in life here on earth and the life after. I testify that God truly is our loving Heavenly Father and that He loves us so much to send His Son here, so that I can one day be there with my family, eternally in my Heavenly home. I know the Book of Mormon is true and this church is true. I know Jesus Christ is my savior. In my utmost humility to be his disciple, I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Sophia Sok</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> <span style="color: #1d2129;"><span class="m_-6477342925742159670gmail-Apple-converted-space"></span>"I pledge my life, all that I may have. I will strive to the utmost of my ability to be what you would want me to be. I am grateful for the words of Jesus Christ, our Savior, when he said: "I stand at the door and knock. If any man hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to him. . . ." (Rev. 3:20.)</span>"- President Thomas S. Monson.</span></span><br />
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Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-50285841789909750962018-02-02T11:13:00.002-08:002018-02-24T20:47:44.154-08:00Sharing of the Gospel here in CambodiaSunday January 28, 2018 at 11:18PM<br />
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Hello Hello Hello!<br />
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I hope you are all doing well!<br />
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Last week was full of miracles. President and his wife blessed us with the opportunity to do zone conferences and trainings across the country of Cambodia. It was such a spiritual road trip! We went to provinces over Cambodia and held zone conferences there! It was an amazing and enlightening experience. One of the tender mercies came from unintentionally riding the mission car from the Siem Reap Province to Battambang province. On the way there, I kept thinking of my grandpa's house. Then! when we drove passed an old familiar hiking place and we saw a big Buddha statue on top of the mountain. Right then, I knew where I was! It was my grandpa's house a mile off of the mountain. I remember how shocked I was to be passing by my forefather's house. We were all so surprised! President stopped his car right away and we turned around to see my grandpa's house. My grandpa passed away years a go, so there is no one living there. It has been abandoned for about years now and the inside rooms were closed off, but my family( on mom's side) would go back every now and then to visit it. The spirit of love and peace was absolutely there! I can only remember being there as a little girl and staying there as our summer home when I would visit my grandpa. I believe the house was built when my grandparent's just got married, or even right after the Khmer Rouge. I can feel the love of God and my grandpa so strongly there. Looking at every part that makes up the house brought me back to my childhood. The six of us, president, the APs, my comp and I walked around the house. I remember a specific moment when we went upstairs and I stood there reminiscing where my grandpa and I would lay on the wooden floor. It was so a sweet experience! The strings that were supposed to be attached to the hammock were still there. I feel so honored to have an experience as such. I am grateful for the Lord.<br />
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When my companion and I got the opportunity to go back to my training area, Battambang this week, we spent some times visiting our RCs. I am touched by the continuous tender mercies of the Lord. We went back to Recent Convert family's house. We decided to surprise her in the morning. We knocked on the door and as she opens the gate, she was so surprised! She started crying and I started crying and we could not help to just feel so much love God has for that family. It has been almost year and a half that I haven't seen her. Her grandchild has grown so much! We found out that the family is preparing to go to the temple. My companion and I sat closely to the woman and listened to stories and experiences of how the Gospel has changed her life. She said that she had been praying ( ever since she had known of the Gospel) for her village family to open their hearts and to receive the Gospel as well. Because of her faith and her character of a deliberate disciple, she was able to share the Gospel and many of the souls in her village enter into the covenants with the Lord. She had told us of how those around her started to recognize the power that comes from faith in Jesus Christ. They recognized that in no way was it her husband's self-exerted power to stop smoking, drinking in one day and how he stopped living unrighteous habits from his own will power. The change, the peace, and the happiness that family shows to those around their village brought those around her to gain the witness of repentance in their own lives as well. I know that this work is all done through the saving atoning power of Jesus Christ. I know this to be true and I'd give up anything to treasure the truth I witnessed. Jesus Christ lives and because of this I, too have hope to go on. I am honored by the Lord's words and tender hands in the miracles I witness in my life and the lives of others. My greatest of joy is from sharing the Gospel.<br />
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We had a baptism of a mother and a son this weekend. It was very sweet to see how the Gospel has helped the young woman gain more hope in not just for herself, her son, and those around her. She is such a sincere seeker of the Gospel. She has been learning for about 7 weeks and it has been inspiring to see the changes she experienced and bore in her life every time we would go and teach her. Her path of continuous conversion is bringing more happiness to her family's life. She told us that she has been seeking the truth for the longest of time and a distinct point in which the Lord blessed her came when she prayed inside her house to know of the true Gospel. Right after she had opened her eyes. Two missionaries walked by and asked if she is a follower of Jesus Christ. From that point on to now, she has constantly received the confirming witness that the Gospel of Jesus Christ and the Book of Mormon is true. It was really nice to also see how the members would be apart of the witness. A woman in the ward would go to her house prior she was baptized and would read the Book of Mormon with her along with bearing her testimony.<br />
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With Love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Sister McIllece and I got the permission to visit the Ancient Ruins of Angkor Wat for my last transfer in the country!<br />
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We got to personal study during the sunrise in front of Angkor Wat! A few minutes in the studies, a couple of monkeys ran towards us and hah one stood right in front of us and looked at our breakfast and looked back at us, then looked back at the breakfast and snatched it from us.<br />
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Ming Sophea and her son at the baptism<br />
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A pic of Oum Vanny (fam RC) and her grandchild!<br />
Grandpa's house!<br />
Angkor Wat<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-16141506813664008722018-02-02T11:01:00.002-08:002018-02-02T11:01:16.450-08:00With Love!Sunday January 14, 2018 at 10:32PM<br />
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Hello Hello Hello!<br />
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Sister Mcillece and I are doing well! We are working together to build unity in the church and in setting goals for the four focused key indicators for this transfer! We are really excited for this transfer and for the goals we've set. I am really happy to have her as my last companion :). I believe we really do compliment each other. Sister McIllece is an amazing and hard working missionary. We are learning more and more in being patient with certain things that are out of her control. She is an angel. Also, we recently picked up the new missionaries from the MTC at the Phnom Penh Airport last week. Man, they are glowing! We are really excited to help them adjust to the mission culture here in Cambodia and to assist and serve them with the training they need!<br />
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Recently, we are really impressed with the Steung Meanchey ward council meeting ( in Ward 1). Almost all of the leaders, representing their classes were there, with the Bishop leading the meeting. There were all participating and hah biting for the goals for this year in building up the ward. They were also offering insights to make the goals as realistic as possible, but optimistically enough to be reached. I believe the numbers in representing those priceless souls will elevate their faith and as well as their work ethics. They went on to continue to set goals of how many of members they hope to attain in each class and have totaled them up for the attendance of sacrament meeting. They followed up with visiting teaching and made sure that it becomes a regular activity for the ward members. They were thorough in discussing ways they could reach the goals. We so love the spirit of unity in the room. We also joined in another ward council meeting, except this one was specifically for the youths of the church. The leader of the meeting set up the visiting/home teaching for the young women and young men. The execution of the meeting was done well. They had the young woman and young men that represent the 3 wards of Steung Meanchey meet up together and break up into teams for the visiting teachings/home teachings on Sunday morning before their service in the afternoon. They used the CBR book as a resource for help. The leader of the meeting followed up the next Sunday ward council meeting on each of the visiting teacher's report and what they could do to continually build the relationship with the youths and LA families they visited. They were also asked to share what they had learn from the experience that personally built their faith and the miracles that came from their service. One young man shared that he inspired a LA active youth to have hope in preparing for his own mission and how the experience gave him, the ministerer, the lens into the missionary work. One also shared how the people he planned to visit fell through, but how he had pushed on to find those who needs him more that day. I have hope in the future local missionaries here and to see them as the firm link in the chain of building up the Lord's Kingdom in a land where the church is still very new here. Also the RC class in ward 1 was incredible! We got around a total number of almost 20 investigators in the room. We could barely fit in the chairs! The lord has been blessing both missionaries and ward members in Stueng Meanchey. One of our investigators even had a miracle during the sacrament meeting. She had lost her valued earring on her left ear and tried so hard to find them. She hastily ran back and forth to search for them. She had put her trust in the Lord that whatever happens, it would be up to His Will. During the sacramental service, she told us she had prayed so hard and heard her son's voice saying "Mom, your earring is attached to one of your shoes after closing her prayer and partaking of the sacrament! She was so happy and blessed to have experienced that! The ward members were so excited and supported her miraculous experience! I am really grateful for the ward members here in Steung Meanchey and for the further growth and learning curves they will value.<br />
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For ward 3, we worked together with the Bishop in ways we could bring more unity and inclusion back to the ward. We had asked all of the members to come to the ward to bring their own foods to the potluck and to eat and enjoy the food together each 2nd second Sunday of the month. It touched my heart to see how they were all sitting together, laughing, and enjoying the warmth comfort of love and charity. Ward 3 is still needing some more help in making sure people are receiving their callings and magnifying them. What we are struggling with is being patient with investigators facing different circumstances. The ward faces a lot of illnesses and struggles with financial stability. Sister McIllece and I are learning to be more understanding and learning to minister to those of diverse hardships/ trials/ circumstances, especially those destitute souls in trash mountain. I am amazed with the humble souls who are seeking to preach and at the same time, repenting to be become what the Lord shapes them to be. Missionary work truly is changing people's lives for the better. I can testify that it has brought so much light in my life.<br />
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With love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Missionary life in Cambodia!<br />
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Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-39153275138281874812018-01-27T21:13:00.001-08:002018-01-27T21:13:21.286-08:00Christmas in CambodiaMonday December 25, 2017 at 12:13am<br />
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For this week, the spirit of Christmas manifested itself in ways I could not imagine it would. So many humbling experiences entered my life that week. I feel that the spirit of love, understanding and unity within the community of the church and the people I came in contact with. I got to witness, even at the tip of an ice berg of how the Savior feels as he offers his hands to the lives of those who are humble to receive them. We got to witness the pure love a father has for his daughter at a baptism yesterday. It was just so sincere. The father got really shy to say the baptismal prayer, but tried again and again, because he loves his daughter. A heart touching moment was when a senior couple went up to him and asked me to translate to him that " one day, you are going to a great leader of the church". I felt the spirit surging all around us. I just felt like their was a pause in the moment and I wish I could capture it forever. The man started to tear up, said thank you so sincerely and walked a way. The power that comes from those words of affirmation strengthened the man's faith to continue to serve.The father's strive to live worthy for God and his family is so inspiring. The moment after the baptism, we found him and his family laying down on the cement ground outside the church. We asked them if they were going to go home, but they told us that they didn't have enough money to commute back to their house to get lunch in between and to come back for the church service. We could tell they were starving. All of the members from joining the baptismal service had already left and it was too late to ask anyone to help the family out at the time. Sister McIllece and I looked at each other and felt such a strong impression to go home and come back with the large meal that we both knew we could not finish if it was just the two of it. We got home and made food in 15 minutes, haha and rode back to the church to eat with them. The moment they saw us entering the church gate, a sense of hope filled their hearts. The daughter smiled so much. Her father could not fathom the miracle that just happen through his sacrifice for the Lord. One of the happiest moments that I have felt is such an experience as this one. The fact that I got to see a family eating together with hope and food to fill their stomachs was such a great sight. To see the Father expressing to his children through his heart that God does answer prayers and is aware of their needs. Right after we finished with the food, we had two new investigators who had been seeking the Gospel, walking in the church, while more investigators of ours started to arrive at church hah like all together. at once. Brothers and sisters, I have a testimony of charity and love. I have a testimony of giving. I know that we can all make that difference as we listen to the spirit of the hearts of those around us and the rhythms that beat, to that still and small voice, to share selfless love to those around us.<br />
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Merry Christmas<br />
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With love and gratitude,<br />
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Sister Sok<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-43318415626307598902018-01-27T20:54:00.003-08:002018-01-27T20:54:16.021-08:00When I Looked UpSunday December 10, 2017 at 10:18pm<br />
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Hello Hello!<br />
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This week has been on the go-go-go. We have been helping President with preparing the new missionaries training and upcoming Zone conference and exchanges. It has been really good.<br />
We thoroughly enjoyed the administration and ministration work of the mission! There is something so joyful about being near the new missionaries starting their mission in this country this week. It is so great. We also got some times in proselyting for the rest of the week and exchanges, as well. I have many tender mercies to share, but with a limited amount of time, I will sure do my best.<br />
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Sunday was a amazing. One of our family investigators gave us a call before the church service and told us that their old Japanese bike broke down. They weren't quite sure of how to fit 5 people on a broken bike. I could feel their desire of attending church so bad. With diligent prayers from our part and theirs, Heavenly Father has miraculously provided a way for them to get to church. Another tender mercy came after Sister McIllece and I were lost by the trash mountain area, because we were trying to find a short cut. Well in the midst of being lost, Sister McIllece's bike broke down. It broke down by this small road where not many people would pass by. We got a little frustrated with trying to fix the bike with no resources around us. I took a huge breath and tried as hard to be calm, because we were already late to our next lesson appointment. Then, the sweetest voice manifested itself through this man, "Hi, Can you pray for my child?" I looked up for the first time in the 20 minutes and realized I have been feeling hopeless while struggling to fix the bike and a spirit of hope surged my frame as soon as I heard the man's voice. My lips trembled and I felt so grateful for the opportunity to be in this man's crossroad.<br />
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When I looked up, my head cleared and I faced this man whose frame seemed very exhausted, yet hopeful. He was pulling a huge cart full of recycling materials. Right then and there, I became so speechless. I felt a spirit of love entered my heart. I could not help but to cry right in front of this poor man's face. Right at the moment, I knew Heavenly Father reassured us that HE IS THERE, with us, with that man. The man further said that "his child is ill and his wife needs help from God" "I know you are Christians, and please pray for my sick child". He looked at us with such hope and walked pass us. Then, this little girl's bike broke down right in front of us. We hurriedly put the bike chains back on her bike and hurriedly stopped the poor man from walking away from us. We kept talking to him and asked where his family lives. He took us to his wife and his sick child. We got to know them for a bit and asked if we could pray with them for their sick infant. Ahh, it was such a tender mercy. I know that without the struggles of that day, I don't think I would have felt the priceless value of God's hands and workmanship of miracles to the extent of how it should be felt. I don't think I would have valued the man's sincere begging voice for help if my companion and I did not struggle to overcome each of our individual challenges by working together in unity. The price to be pay is so worth the beauty we see each and everyday.<br />
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With Love and Gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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A picture of one of the family investigators we are sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ with. Sorry my camera does not take very clear pictures. :/<br />
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My ex-comp a few weeks ago, Sister Chin with<br />
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New Comp!<br />
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While back when I was a new missionary in my training, my 1st Christmas in the country!<br />
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Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-15551218973968868432018-01-27T20:41:00.002-08:002018-01-27T20:41:44.227-08:00Waiting at the Church's StairwaysMonday November 27, 2017 at 1:26am<br />
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Hello,<br />
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On Sunday afternoon, we met a woman and her two children on the steps of the church building. She had biked to church far from her home, with a total of 3 people on an old beaten down Japanese bike. She told us how she has been waiting for us and the message we had to share with her again. She had been waiting for a while, as well. Ahh the sweet joy she had to meet with us made my comp and I so happy. She had a 2 year old son and a 13 year old daughter with her. She told us how she has been praying and sleeping by the pamphlets we gave her, to provide her the comfort she has longed for. She expressed how much light came into her life, ever since having the Lord with her. She teared up and told us how badly she wanted to read the words in the Book of Mormon, but has not learned how to read ever since she was a child. It was such a neat experience to see how her 13 year-old daughter will teach her mother to read from that day on, every night. It was quite beautiful to hear her saying that (as she holds her baby by her heart so dearly) she said "I will change and do anything of the Lord, as long as I am able to read His words, I will, I have faith, I come here and have sacrificed because I believe in His words ". Oh my this family is chosen of God.<br />
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Brothers and Sisters, I know the power of the Book of Mormon can truly speak to our hearts. I was fast tracked at the MTC and was in a regular English speaking group with people from different parts of the world. I remember when I came to Cambodia and did not know how to read the Book of Mormon in Khmer.The miracle of was through the patience of my Khmer trainer and the Lord's strength to quicken my understanding. In a time span of 1 week and hah the work out and exhaustion of my brain, I was able to read the Book in Khmer to the speed that they could understand me. It was a miracle, pure strength and knowledge from the tongue of the Lord. I know and have experienced this to be true!<br />
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With Love and Gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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We spent our Thanksgiving with the Senior Missionaries, Elder Thurston and Sister Thurston. Our zone came together, some from the city, some from STEUNG MEANCHEY! It was so wonderful!<br />
From sisters from the right,<br />
Sister Thurston, Sister Lay, Sis Thouk, me in the green and my comp is sister Chin in the black, Sis. Smith and Sis Stratford.<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-15208357540736011852018-01-27T20:21:00.000-08:002018-01-27T20:36:10.986-08:00All For the Lord to help His WifeMonday November 20, 2017 at 12:39am<br />
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Cambodia is a country populated by marvelous minds, full of people who are very resourceful. I am learning more and more in how the humble souls here use their ingenuity and engineering endeavors to live day by day. It is exactly that, to live life day by day and tomorrow will happen when the sun rises the next day. A wonderful speaker at church once said, "one must not leave poverty, but one must be the agent to let poverty leave them, instead". This saying continues to have an influential effect in how I look at the lives around me, and even in my own life! I able to connect the puzzles in what he says to the experiences I have each day.<br />
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On one morning, my companion and I went to ask a member to help out in one of our lessons. As we peeked our heads in the house, we saw her whole entire frame shaking and shivering by the corner of her walls. We rushed to help her out and saw her husband standing right by her. She had been so sick with an illness we couldn't identify. The husband gave us a list of medications she had been talking and I felt clueless in what those medicines were doing to that poor woman. We spent some times sitting by her and listening to her husband begging for help. The hardest part to take in was the fact that this man is drawing his last amount of money to pay tithing, but he has no more to pay for his wife's medical bill. The image, now imagining back to it, brings me to a greater depth of humility. I mean this man, sitting by his wife, who is sickly shivering, was sobbing and asking the Lord to help him. He bore a powerful testimony that as long as he obeys the Lord's commandments, his life, and along with his family's, will be in the Lord's hands. It is such a comforting assurance that this man truly " is the agent in which he changed the circumstance he is in and has changed his destitute circumstance, or in other words, the agent to change his poverty, his poor state", all through the enabling power of the Lord, Jesus Christ. We may choose to leave a place when we are in the poorest of states and move or we can choose to face the challenges and be the agent to change them, all in the journey of changing our nature!<br />
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With Love and Gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Some are pictures of our proselyting areas. We received permission from our mission pres, for a day to take pictures while proselyting. A group of photographers from Salt Lake came in and took pictures of us while teaching, that felt really awkward. But hah, it's all good. The pictures are of an investigator and the areas we are serving in. The area is called "Trash Mountain". It is really cool to teach in that house on top of the trash mountain, though!<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-13409306296375817622018-01-27T19:47:00.002-08:002018-01-27T19:47:59.001-08:00My Heart is with Her: Where Jesus Meets usSunday October 29, 2017 at 9:24pm<br />
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ជំរាបសួរ បងប្អូនប្រុសស្រី,<br />
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I am still currently serving in Steung Meanchey and it is by far one of the most humble of areas in the country. The poverty and the destitute souls here truly need to hear the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Last week, we met with one of the most beautiful families. We visited them last Tuesday. Before knocking on their door, we could hear the 12 year old daughter reading out loud to her mother. We listened to her for a bit and knocked on the door. Aww, it broke my heart when I saw them for the first time. The mother was sitting up on her bed by her daughter. Both the mother and the daughter had acidic substance/juice purposely poured on them years ago, due to a mistaken cause. The mother's body and face had been completely destroyed and her daughter's face was also severely scarred. The daughter always wears a hat to cover her head and face. We asked her if she could take of the cover and she did. Man, my heart dropped. I remember how Heavenly Father truly sent His love for this little girl through out the whole time I was there. Her soul is so beautiful and she is always trying so hard to be a good student. While she was reading to her mother, she also had her math homework out. Ahh man, it was the sweetest thing for her to ask me to help her and to see if she solved the physics problem correctly. Knowing we both love math. It was so cute. Soon after, we started the lesson with the family. A few minutes later, the mother was so frail that she stopped hearing what we were saying. So she helplessly fell to her bed and slept right then and there. She was so tired and her daughter felt so helpless as well, to help her mother. I just couldn't help but to look the little girl in the eyes and almost blurted out " I want you to know I love you" " But what I actually said was"Your Father in Heaven loves you so much".<br />
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Another heartfelt experience that my companion and I had was with a young 20 year old woman of the same age as me. Her brother is a member of the church and introduced her to church very recently. We didn't see the young woman at church yesterday and thought we should check in to see if she was OK. We were direct in asking to know of she has the desire to change and to experiment on the words of the Lord, in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I remember a moment when she looked at us in the eyes and starred down at the floor and said "Sisters, I can't read". I tried reading at night in the Book of Mormon, but I want to tell you " I can't read". I want to come to church and learn of the Gospel, but I can't read. I am not smart enough! Man, it was another humbling moment for the three of us.<br />
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One of the greatest opportunities anyone can have in this life is to proclaim the truth of the Gospel to the lives that are desperately thirsting for the living water. One of the greatest opportunities anyone can have in this life is simply to know and understand their relationship with their Father in Heaven and through Jesus Christ, they can know who their Heavenly Father is for them, and with a broken heart and a contrite spirit, to know of their identity and destined glory.<br />
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With my love and gratitude,<br />
Sister SokSophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-70293132868524329322018-01-27T19:39:00.002-08:002018-01-27T19:39:49.382-08:00Walking on Trash MountainSunday October 22, 2017 at 8:40pm<br />
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Hello!<br />
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This week has been filled with so many humbling experiences and as well as preparation work to help the new missionaries ease into their service for the Lord here in Cambodia. There will be some more trainings this upcoming week for them. Hah, there were so many of them, but all got here safe and sound!<br />
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I think one of the humbling experiences I had occurred during one night from last week when we, hah got lost again, while trying to find a potential investigator's house. It was very dark and the areas in Stueng Meachey are some of the most poorest areas in the whole country. Well, we went around the little alley ways, but still could not find the roads that would lead to the family's house. Miraculously, my companion ( hah she is so cute) almost biked into a lady, hah oops and right away she called us, "Sisters", hah we then knew she was a member from one of the wards we are serving in. She knew the roads specifically and led us there. A few miles from getting to their house, we saw a man standing by the gate (who referred us to the pot. investigator) to the trash mountain waiting to greet us and to walk to the destined spot together. The way there looked a little wild. We were literally walking on mountains of trash and piles of trash and unidentified stuff was burning all around. It looked like the whole place was a battlefield. The interesting thing is that many people live on this mountain and have been pretty acclimated to the environment. Many of the children in the areas are being raised by organizations in the help of providing them better futures and lives of their own. It is truly inspiring to see children in this area receiving sufficient education. Another humbling experience of mine was when seeing our investigators, a family of four ( who live pretty far off from church) using one small Japanese brand bike as a a source of transportation to church. The amazing thing is that the mother just gave birth to her little infant and they were able to fit four people on a bike while biking in the hot humid Cambodian climate! The father of the family is so amazing! Ahh it amazes me the influence that Christ has in their lives. The greatest way to know of Heavenly Father's love for me, truly is through the example of His Son, Jesus Christ and His mission in the lives of all of us around the world. It is truly through sending His Son here on this earth to know our divine identity.Truly, this is the work of God.<br />
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With Much Love and Gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Attached are some pictures in Cambodia.<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-16859902525374859282018-01-27T19:27:00.003-08:002018-01-27T19:27:52.314-08:00Hello!Sunday October 22, 2017 at 7:30pm<br />
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This is a simple video of us missionaries teaching a family how to sing "I am a child of God"! Hah we are not the best singers, but they were so cute! They are so humble. Oh and sorry if the noise is unclear, it was very dark and also raining outside.<br />
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Love,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-6188273452409408572018-01-27T19:09:00.001-08:002018-01-27T19:09:03.322-08:00Hello!Tuesday October 17, 2017 at 1:48am<br />
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Hello Brothers and Sisters,<br />
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I want to send my love to you all! I am doing well. I am healthy and always in traffic. Hah, but yes life is beautiful here and there are so many amazing and humbling children of God in the areas I am serving in. People here are so kind and so many are so receptive to change. They have been so deprived of hope and optimism due to times of oppression in the past, but what a blessing it is that they are able to receive that light, the light of the Gospel of Jesus Christ!<br />
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Last week, we went to visit a family who we met through a miracle. We got the chance to only meet with the mother, though! We saw that her room was not lit, but only her face was lit up by her phone. We called her name and right away, she turned on the light inside her house. We went in and observed her sad countenance that she had been through a lot for the past weeks or so. We spent time to listen to what had happened to her. Ah man, I remember praying to know of what I should and as well as what my companion could say to this woman, but we didn't receive any specific prompting to say what the woman needs, but just to listen . We were just speechless. However, I remember that in the Book of Mormon, Jesus Christ wept and pray unto the Father for His Children. Jesus has all power to take it away the circumstances/trials right then and there, but the the lasting memory of love you could have ever receive is one when Christ endures them with you, when He is there for you and the lifting power that comes from it even knowing that the trials are still there, yet loneliness and pain are swept away in the midst of those circumstances in life. I know this to be true! And that was what we did that night, we listened and shared of His love for her and wept and prayed with her. Ahh, it was so incredible! The Spirit was there.<br />
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I received a change of transfer assignment last Sunday night and I was not expecting it at all since I thought I would be finishing out training Sister Thouk for another transfer. I am transferred to two other areas, still in Steung Meanchey, though. I will be working with an old companion of mine, Sister Chin and working with the mission president/presidency to help missionaries receive more training in the missionary work. I look forward to the new assignment and the next journey in fulfilling it. There is so much more room for me to learn and grow. This week, we will have many missionaries coming in from the U.S and we are currently preparing training meetings for them. It is going to be very exciting for them to be welcomed to this mission. <br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
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Sister Sok<br />
Here are some pictures from the mission!<br />
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A pic of me looking at the rink. On preparation day, I was able to go to the city and got a chance to see the first skating rink in Cambodia. Ahh, I couldn't skate at the time, but just seeing and smelling the ice again is enough!<br />
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Areas we are serving in!<br />
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Cyclo Guy<br />
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Areas we are serving in!<br />
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At the Royal palace<br />
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Ex-Comp!<br />
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Our past district!<br />
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Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-3056332596365041102018-01-27T18:48:00.001-08:002018-01-27T18:48:41.634-08:00"She Waits for Him at her Doorway"Monday October 9, 2017 at 12:03am<br />
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Hello,<br />
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I am blessed to be in Cambodia. One of the many blessed souls to get to step back on my homeland. It is inspiring to look back at the steps I have walked along with the Native Khmer here. There is no greater joy! My heart is filled with the Love of Christ. An experience my companion and I had was witnessed from a family who is willing to give all that they have for the Lord. I was prompted to ask the family investigator what it feels like to when they have the presence of us walking into their home. The woman in the family told us"the love you gave us from God, made me feel that you are my two daughters". It was the sweetest feeling I have felt. For the many years of abandonment and hopelessness, Christ came into her family's life and they accepted his love. It was just like that! With history of despair and darkness, the power of the Lord was able to sweep it all away. A beautiful moment that we captured in our hearts was when the woman of the family sat outside awaiting for us to come back in order to be felt of and see God's light again, while in the background the house was so dim. What I have learned is that it's not the prints of our footsteps that she invited in her house, but rather they are of a greater Being. I have learned that as we teach the family how to obtain of that light of Christ through their agency and the willingness to invite him, the light will be there, whether we are there or not. To experience for themselves in the every taking of their breath and to have realized that they are a magnificent product of God's creation. For them to be agents unto themselves, in the alignment of that to the Lord's will. To be naturally inclined to face and be in the presence of His Light. The greatest joy is to share with them how to obtain that. The people we teach are so poor, yet so humble. They are so beautiful. It is so joyful to teach the simple truth of the Love that our Father in Heaven has for them!<br />
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A picture of the family:<br />
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A pic of the senior sister missionary and us sisters (From left to right: Sister Thurston, Sister Chin, Sister Thouk, Me, and Sister Benson)<br />
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One of the Zone Conference Pics back in Battambang: I am the one in the middle)<br />
(The sisters in the front from left to right: Sister Winters, Me, Sister Sung, and Sister Hom)<br />
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I hope you have a great rest of your week!<br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-13634120878855429482017-09-29T20:17:00.004-07:002017-09-29T20:17:51.072-07:00"For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole"Sunday September 24, 2017 at 9:11PM<br />
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We had a sweet miracle that happened yesterday. We tried to meet up with the investigators we planned, however our plans feel through. As we were leaving the area, this huge chunk of fish jerky fell almost on me. I looked up and saw a young girl saying "Dang it, my fish jerky fell! Hah it was hilarious. I picked it up for her but then dropped it again because it was so slippery! I dropped it in the mud and man I felt so bad! Well she came down to get it from me and I remembered how we both laughed so hard. I spoke with her more and introduced ourselves. We had asked if we could meet with her mother and visit her apartment right then. She replied with such an inviting yes! We got in the room, and saw her mother sitting in the hammock. We spent a while listening to the stories of life and the burdens that she has been carrying. We spoke and shared the love that God has for her! We taught the truth of divinity of our living Godhead. As times passes by, she had set aside the things she had on her lap and even lowered herself to come down and sit with us! It was then when I felt most of her heart opening to receive our message! Her daughter listened intently while holding the Book of Mormon. The mother had told us that she had been looking for "plans" in her life and seeking to understand what it is she needed to do. The house was just only her daughter and her and she had been trying to make ends meet. I realized how in the midst of listening I started to feel this sincere love for her daughter. These are complete strangers we came across with but to listen to her and how open her heart was to the message of the Gospel. We invited her to church that very day and her daughter and her came! It was so sweet.<br />
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"For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole" -Mark 5<br />
I remember reading a talk about drawing the power of the Savior in our lives by Elder Nelson and how sweet the message that was embedded in the talk was. The healing that Christ has performed wasn't just specifically for that woman, but it is a power that transcends and resonates to even today. For the woman who has been seeking to be healed for years, in her hopeless state, it is her last resort to seek for healing, or evermore so as stated, she reached for the savior's power of healing. I know this work to be true, there is such joy if we give our hearts to the Lord. I am, like those around me, realizing more about the Nature of God and as well as realizing how my own nature is changing in the act of giving my heart to those around me.<br />
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With love and gratitude,<br />
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Sis. SokSophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-36969478419243192802017-09-29T20:11:00.000-07:002017-09-29T20:14:28.763-07:00The Miles to ChurchSunday September 17, 2017 at 11:09PM<br />
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Hello Brothers and Sisters,<br />
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I hope you are all doing well. I send my love to you all! Steung Meachey is a great area. We have been witnessing a few miracles here and there and much humbling experiences that touched many hearts all around. I just wanted to share a short but sweet testimony that Christ lives, everyday of my life, He truly does. I get to witness His living divinity everyday through the sacrifices of others and how their lives have changed! With my utmost conviction, lives are changing and it is a blessing to be a part of the experiences. There is nothing better than to share the Love I have for Christ and to spend this 1 year and half serving Christ each and everyday. It is a blessing that is so absolutely raw and natural, the blessing of being loved and being full of His love, the blessing of giving all of your heart and wanting nothing back, but the pure joy of those who received of His love. My companion and I were able to witness an experience where 3 groups of our family investigators, 2 walked miles to church after having one of the children experienced a painful accident in the morning and the other family still sacrificed to come even knowing that they are very sick. It brings me much tears of joy as we saw them crossing the road and us running to greet them and crossing the road with them. Christ's atonement and His absolute strength inspire many lives in this world! Truly, I was able to experience the verse in the scriptures <u>"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. "-John 15:13. </u><br />
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1) A family we are teaching.<br />
2) My new comp, Sister Thouk.<br />
3) Saying goodbye to my old area in Toul Tompong.<br />
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Sorry if it is out of order.<br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-50667349102018859132017-09-29T20:03:00.002-07:002017-09-29T20:03:41.991-07:00The Door Happened to be OpenMonday September 11, 2017 at 12:08AM<br />
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Whooff, I don't even know where to start! This week has been really good, full of miracles. The last few days in the area I previously served were remarkable, full of the Lord's tender mercies. It was the last appointment of the night and my companion and I took the leap to see our member at her house. She is the only member of the family ( she requested to not see her at her house). Well, we had this prompting to say goodbye to our member at her house (to say some last few words and thank her), even knowing that her family would be at there ,as well. We came to the door and thinking, well hah I am not sure if we are going to be chased with a knife or an ax, and so we braced ourselves! However, right as we got to the door, her mother and sister greeted us with the warmest of smiles and invited us in. We got to know more about her life and right away, a young woman came in and sat next to us. She asked that she wanted to learn more about Jesus Christ. She had had miracles in her life that testifies to her of Christ's living existence. We were in awe. We were so blessed to have the door be opened. The young woman explained how she had been saved by the Lord, how her life has been saved. It was so good to be there that night to hear of her testimony. Man, so good. We taught our member's mother and sister and the young woman about the message of the Restoration and the spirit filled us with such an inviting love.<br />
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New Transfer has just started and boy!!! so many learning experiences! The new area is called Steung Meanchey and it is known as a very busy area for people who are striving to make ends meet. It is one of the poorest areas in Cambodia, but but but FULL of many humble souls who are reaching out for the hands of the Lord! I believe missionary work here is going to be so amazing. My new companion is amazing! Her name is Sister Thouk. She just came from the MTC in Manila 4 days ago and she is doing so well! she is a native Khmer. My companion and I are doing very well. One thing I admire about Sister Thouk is that she is very inquisitive, but with sincere intentions for seeking truth. She loves to ask questions regarding all aspect of missionary work. She enjoys learning about the Gospel and growing in the Gospel, as well. I find that her hard work brings both of us to be unified together. It took me by surprise to how well she is doing, in adapting to the over aspect of missionary work. Last week was a bit rough, hah it rained and flooded so much. It was really hard to see the road and became very difficult to try to find one of our investigator's houses. The water nearly came to our knees and my companion rode into this huge rock and fell over. The experience was such a fun journey, though. We missed our landmarks hah and rode for the longest of time, until realizing that we were almost entering another missionaries' boundaries hah whoof!<br />
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I love the area, though! The lifestyle for the people here is so difficult for them, I get to see the destitute, poverty each and everyday and it makes me feel so grateful that I am so blessed to have what I have now and to know the many things and acts of love the Good Lord has shown me!<br />
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I know with my heart that Christ lives, that the Book of Mormon is true, I know that God loves his children and touches many lives all around the world. I know that my life has changed so much and continues so, because of the Atoning Sacrifice of Jesus Christ. I know this to be true.<br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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This is one of the pics with a woman who is learning to change her life for the better, Ming Vanak! She is so kind!<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-80184411060108599842017-09-29T19:57:00.002-07:002017-09-29T19:57:38.561-07:00The Dark Alley WaySunday September 3, 2017 at 9:33PM<br />
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A particular experience that I would like to share is one of last week. At the end of a day, a couple of the lessons fell through. I remember praying really hard with my companion for the Lord to help us grow in the experience and to specifically meet someone the Lord wants us to share the message of the Gospel of Jesus Christ with. We felt OK to go on with the potential investigator we were going to visit. Then as I got on my bike and rode forward with our member for about for 4 secs, I heard my companion's voice to stop. She had felt that we needed to visit this lady's salon place, which was through this dark alley way. When we got there, her shop had already been closed for that night. The dark, gloomy alley way was not lit at all, accept for one house, one house at the end of the alley. There was a woman cooking fish outside of her house. She socialized with her for a bit and she invited us in her house to meet her husband, as well. I know that the spirit of the Lord was there. I bear my testimony that what had happened in the house in that dark alley had helped me build my testimony in the Lord Jesus Christ. I remembered the man asking us a question of which I myself in my knowledge couldn't answer, yet the Spirit of the Lord quickened my response. I know that the experience strengthened my member help and my companion, whether they did not accept our message of the Gospel.<br />
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Thus far in the mission, I have learned that the certain trials in my life that have been accessed by the power of the Atonement become gifts/empowering instruments of experiences to use in the prospective challenges to help me grow. The past trials are molded as the leveraging tools for the next journey that I will take part in. The mission truly is the Lord's time and influence of your personal conversion. Whether the miracles that you have witnessed is to be accepted through others or not, whether the bearing out of your heart to fill others' is rejected or not, I believe that the process of doing so is the very testimony that Christ lives, the testimony that I know for myself. It truly is that process of how the spirit bears to me the witness of the truth and the process of the sanctifying change in myself, in offering up my brokenness, and partaking of the broken bread, and living water of Christ, so that I can continually be made whole.<br />
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We had just received our new transfer call last night. I am going to whitewash a new area, called Steung Meanchey and training a new missionary there. She is in the MTC right now, but getting ready to depart soon! I am really excited for the next journey! Oh the places we will go!<br />
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A family home evening with one of our investigators' fam.<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-43064840534600204332017-09-01T20:34:00.001-07:002017-09-01T20:34:09.560-07:00The picture book: The MakerSunday August 27, 2017 at 8:12PM<br />
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I absolutely love this labor. I love God and I am so grateful for the continuous Light He is bringing in my life and the lives around us. My growth in the mission each and everyday has been rooted from the pure and raw love of how the people here are willing to sacrifice because they love Jesus Christ. It is not stressful anymore when the small and simple things you do becomes so natural, because it is out of love. The beauty of God's plan is to feel His love, to feel, to see, and to sense all sorts of emotions to understand our divine identity and truth. My job is really to bring back the love that has been ostracized from years of oppression and darkness. To bring light through love. It's becoming more and more natural. All because of the power of God. One of my best friends had said that "true love is not about what others can give you, because you're empty, it's about what you can give others because you are already full, full with the pure love of Jesus Christ." Just to wake up everyday feeling full and to have that desire to share what makes you happy. God truly is good.<br />
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Recently we taught this wonderful woman and her grandchild about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. My companion and I were always looking forward to hear her sweet prayer at the end of the lesson. Man, it is truly something. Every time she prays she puts repentance into work. She's start out with addressing Heavenly Father and then the second point would " I am a child of God". She would go on to ask God to continuously help her offer her sins, so she could change. AS she puts it "to wash me clean everyday as I do what you tell me to do". It was so sincere. I can't fully the describe the way she puts her words and heart into it. I mean we are talking about a woman who has lost everyone in her family, even her first husband. It makes me think about the story that Pres. Uchtdorf mentioned in his talk "The Hope of God's Light". I feel that the Khmer people are still suffering from that history darkness, where the expression of love is faded, where the light in their lives is so dim, where years and history of abuse dictates their destiny. It is so much that yes, in order to protect themselves, they rather choose to stop feeling. However, there is hope and hope brings back light and a freedom to choose for themselves to "pursue that happiness" and to understand our true worth and to realize that worth directly from our Maker.<br />
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I love you all and thank you for the love you have sent me!<br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Attached is a pic of a senior missionary, Sister Jones. This is from a conference that happened last week. It was regarding international religious relations, where the Loas ambassadors and many other church denominations leaders came to visit our church. My mission president had asked me to do a quick exchange with another missionary to join in and be a part of the representatives. It was a really nice experience. I got to go in the Family History Center and showed them more about family history work. They toured the church building and it was a really neat experience to bring more of missionary work to the Loas people!<br />
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This is my testimony in the Khmer language!<br />
ខ្ញុំស្រលាញ់ម្ដាយខ្លាំងណាស់! ខ្ញុំបានរៀនសូត្រច្រើនណាស់ពីប្រជាជនរបស់ខ្ញុំនៅកម្ពុជា! ខ្ញុំបានរៀនអំពីការបន្ទាបខ្លួននិងសប្បុរសធម៌។ ខ្ញុំបានដឹងពីការឈឺចាប់របស់អ្នកដទៃនិងវិធីជួយព្យាបាលការខូចខាតជីវិតរបស់ពួកគេ។ ប្រជាជនខ្មែរពិតជាអស្ចារ្យណាស់! ពួកគេបានបង្រៀនខ្ញុំយ៉ាងច្រើនអំពីសេចក្ដីស្រឡាញ់សូម្បីតែអ្នកដែលក្រីក្រឬអ្នកមាន។ សេចក្ដីស្រឡាញ់គឺនៅជុំវិញយើង!<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-66760944449890791882017-09-01T20:26:00.001-07:002017-09-01T20:26:26.682-07:00"In Christ Alone"Sunday August 20, 2017 at 8:54PM<br />
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Hello Hello Hello!<br />
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Cambodia has been such a blessing in my life. It is beautiful in many ways, ways I can't even express. The humility of those around me is astounding. I just want to be with them for as long as I can.<br />
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On Monday, we got to teach this down-to earth young woman. She used to live in New Zealand and obtained her education their. However her uncle had passed away, from a hiking accident,<br />
making it not possible for her to stay in the country without his support. She came back and a few months later, he brother had passed away. When we entered her house, I can't quite explain it but there is this overwhelming love in the house. We were teaching her on the restoration that evening. She had her bible and had opened to James 1:5. While turning to the pages, I realized that there was a picture of her uncle standing on top on the snow mountains of New Zealand. It was a memoir/ program for his passing away. We asked if we could take his picture out of the scriptures and to look at it. I decided to place it on the center of we were sitting on the floor. More and more, we felt this great peace around us as we continued to teach her about the profound truth of the Restoration. It was like the spirit of her uncle was there, right there with us, touching his niece's heart to greater truths. At the end of the lesson, I glanced at pamphlet program of her uncle's and realized that the closing song was in "In Christ Alone". Oh my, that is one of my favorite songs. We asked her if we could sing together. An even such a greater spirit entered our hearts. The room was gloomy and so peaceful. I learned more that day, that love is kind, it is all around me, all around us. I know that Christ lives,with all of my heart. I know this to be true.<br />
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Every Wednesday, we'd go on a quick visit before lunch to this cute elderly woman's house. Man, she is the sweetest! She does not have any family members and lives in a house all by herself. She has this crazy cat, that has the same name as my last name. Crazy. But she is one of the strongest members of the Gospel. Well, last weekend, we went ahead to do her dishes and help her clean the house, man she got feisty, but in a cute way. We left and came back the next week to her telling us how mad she was that we served her by cleaning her house. She told us that she is a capable independent woman and the one thing she is not capable of is reading. Her eyes are not as clear, making it difficult for her to read.<br />
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She told us that we serve her enough! She wants to be independent and the only request she wanted from us missionaries was to read the scriptures for her. It amazes how this old woman, in her 90s is able to take care of herself and is able to work and make a living. She is so inspiring and all that she ever wanted us to do is for us to share the Word of God with her. That would fulfill her life! She doesn't need us to clean dishes, not the house, or feed her cat, nor cut up potatoes for her to sell, but to just sit down with her and read the plain and precious truths to remind her of her divine identity,as a daughter of God. That is all she ever wanted once a week. It was so cute.<br />
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Last Sat., we felt this prompting to call a potential investigator. We tried to call her again and again, but she never answered her phone until that morning. We found out that her husband had<br />
to be emergency transported to Vietnam, because he had suffered a stroke. She was crying on the telephone and we couldn't hear her clearly. We asked if we could visit her before she goes to Vietnam to see her husband. She accepted the request. When we got to her house, we found her looking so frail and scared. We sat down and literally the whole lesson, she was begging for God to heal her husband. She was so desperate. She did not have enough money to go see her husband, let alone find enough money to save his life. She was so desperate to find enough food to feed her children. My heart broke. I just didn't know what to do. We sat there and looked at her beautiful eyes, as<br />
they were constantly filled with tears. We shared her a message of hope and prayed together. Right after, she told us, Sisters I feel that God is telling me that everything is OK, He will take care of my husband. Man, there was this sweet relieve that entered my heart! My companion and I were so overwhelmed of that experience! The Love of God is great!<br />
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This is all that I have for this week! I pray and hope you have a wonderful week!<br />
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With much Love and Gratitude,<br />
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Sister Sok<br />
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Attached is a funny picture of our mission Family. Me, sitting right next to my companion, Sister Smith (in the long white dress at the end of the row)<br />
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<br />Sophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-41502818751731220372017-09-01T20:21:00.002-07:002017-09-01T20:21:16.989-07:00"All that my Heart Desires"Sunday August 13, 2017 at 9:42PM<br />
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Life in Cambodia has taught me much, every single day. I get to see new faces and work with different types of people, of different types of life backgrounds, and it is interesting to see how their upbringings have made them the person they are today. Traditions and religious backgrounds have such an influence on a person. It influences their choices in life and each facet on how they want to live their lives.<br />
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I got in contact with and taught this woman. She has been raised as a Buddhist for all of her life. Different forms/ branches of religious practices from Buddhist traditions have had such an influence in her perspective of respect and change. If that makes sense. Her past traditions has been instilled in her mind for so long that it becomes really difficult for her to have that change of heart to feel free. She had told us how afraid she is for change and that she is too old to change her life. It is so sad. However, what I have noticed here is that though the older generation of people ( back from the Khmer Rouge era), have a difficult time to change their beliefs, they still want their children to learn about the Gospel so their lives can be better than what their ancestors had gone through. It is quite interesting.<br />
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Sunday was so amazing. Cambodia has just dedicated a new stake. We now have 4 stakes in the country!<br />
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Also on Sunday, we planned to teach an investigator whose sister had just been baptized. We had planned to meet her at the church, but got a phone call saying that they are trying their best to get ready for the lesson and church but could not get everything ready on time. We offered to come to their house and help them prepare. Oh man, it was the cutest. Just the 2 sisters living together. Makes me think of Mary and Martha. Well anyway, we helped them build a rat trap and cleaned up a bit before we taught the younger sister a lesson. I felt really happy helping them getting ready. It was just really neat.<br />
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Also, we recently visited family who used to learn about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Some of the children in the family got separated and only one of the children is a member and she had moved away. We tried to find their house, but found out that they have moved to another area. The neighbor directed us to their new house. Turns out, the wife ( who is a member of the church) in the family had recently passed away due to an illness. We were invited in and the father has just walked in (from work). He is so humble. He sat in with us and for the first time in a while, he prayed with us. He even invited his children to pray with us. We met up with his daughter the next day. I remember asking her a question and I remember how her response had touched my heart deeply. All that that young woman wanted was to feel of her mother's love ,again. That was it. That was all of her desire. oh my, I remember how the light of Christ starts to shine out as she prayed with us. She walked away, and by the corner of my eyes, we saw an old woman sitting at the edge of a wooden bed. She had told us how hopeless the family is ever since her mother of the family passed away. I remember the old woman telling us how hopeless they are. Man, we are going to give it our all to help this family. I love that the start of a conversion is absolutely through the brokenness of one's life, from a state of hopelessness to hope again. To ask the Lord : What is it that I can offer to mend the shattered past so I can start a new life?<br />
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“And ye shall offer for a sacrifice unto me a broken heart and a contrite spirit. And whoso cometh unto me with a broken heart …, him will I baptize with fire and with the Holy Ghost"(3 Nephi 9: 19-20).<br />
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With much love,<br />
Sister SokSophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-85987358206145023892017-09-01T20:17:00.002-07:002017-09-01T20:17:52.879-07:00Ring the bells that still can ring, Forget your perfect offering, There is a crack in everything, That’s how the light gets in.Sunday August 6, 2017 at 9:41PM<br />
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Hello Hello Hello,<br />
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It just gets better everyday. I love it here! My comp, Sister Smith is wonderful. So willing to improve, so humble and to change! That is our goal! This week has been so amazing, it was rough but the relief from the exhaustion makes the pain and the trying all worth it. Just miracles after miracles as we strive to consecrate ourselves to our potential and how other's lives are affected by the light of Christ. I love the members are our new area. Last P-Day was filled with a breath of love. My bike broke, because I kept riding it through mud. No wonder. The chains kept breaking down. My comp and I were just riding the struggle bus in trying to find a place to fix it. No one could fix bikes in the area. The miracle of it is that two of the member of the church, sacrificed so much of their day to help us find somewhere I could get it fixed. They are such angels. As hard as we tried, we could not find a place to fix it at a normal price range. We were a bit exhausted going back and forth and getting no result. We then went to this little alley way and prayed. Right after that, we still could not find anyone. I remember my comp and I praying in our heart to just let it be good enough (the bike) to make it through proselyting hours that night! Miraculously as we parked out bikes at the apartment right before going out to proselyte, I started noticing that my bike stopped making the weird noises and the things that seemed to be broken showed no signs. I was able to ride it just fine! There wasn't any that we really did to fix it physically! We were both so amazed. Man, the Good Lord has given us much.<br />
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I have seen many miracles and many lives have been changed because of Christ. I get to see their lives changed. I get to see how hopeless people were to how hopeful they are now, all because they know that they can receive help from God and change to become better. We meet with people whose lives are in the state of despair some due to loss of family. We were teaching a potential investigator, and one of the members in the lesson invited the woman in. I mean we have this elderly woman who does not have anyone in her life at all, her immediate family have all died. She is the lone survivor in the family! The member help straight up asked her to sit down with us. She listened intently. Then tears from her eyes started to pour down and she poured her heart to us, to God. Later that week, we sat down with her one night and told her of what she needed to hear about the Plan of Salvation. As soon as we shared to her that she can meet with her family again and that we can return back to God, there is this hope, Man! the hope that radiated from her that just made me want to to cry because I saw how happy she was. Her life is now filled with light. I know with my heart that there is actual power that comes from God to heal a person if we allow ourselves to choose righteously, to have hope and faith as anchor to the soul, to live for tomorrow to allow the light to shine forth from the cracks from the past, and God will take care of it. I am happy. I am happy to serve those around me.One of the neatest sights to see was when as were going to that area where most of our investigators and the woman live to prepare them and help them get to church, they were already getting ready to go. We owe our thanks to our members who helped our investigators be prepared. It was so beautiful to see her and her grand daughter locking up the house and putting on her flower hat on, getting ready to get on the moto to go to church!<br />
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On the way we were so amazed by this member ( the same who introduced us to the elderly woman) she is handicapped and on every Sunday, she would wheelchair herself to church), which is pretty far from where she lives. She would stop every now and then under the shades to rest, but would be so determined to keep going to make it to church on time. It was a miracle for her on that day, because she was so sick the night before, but she felt better that morning and was able to find enough strength to lift herself up onto the wheelchair and to go forth!<br />
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Funny Side Story: We have this grandpa who is a member of the church. He would hang out at the stake center all the time and would take baths in the baptismal font. I don't even know where he got the keys to get in! One day, he walked passed us and he was just sooo soaking wet. Haha he always shook our hands and demanded (nicely) that we have to print the pictures he asked us to take with him. It is a little weird!<br />
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But anyways, that is all that I have for now!<br />
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With much love and gratitude,<br />
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Sister SokSophia sokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02490387915889416611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414531362244094799.post-5337024620275077412017-09-01T20:08:00.001-07:002017-09-01T20:10:32.920-07:00Oh man I am falling in love with Cambodia!Sunday July 30, 2017 at 10:22PM<br />
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Hi oh my hi!<br />
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Things are going really well here!<br />
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Cambodia is so great! I love it so much. The people here are wonderful! Each day in this country makes me think of how blessed I am. Each night that I'd kneel down to pray, I can see the growth of love the people we teach have for the Lord. It is so great! My comp and I have been going in houses where we rarely don't even have enough room to sit together on the floor. We went to this cute grandma house,Mak Yey. Oh man,she's the cutest. She has a cat who has the same name as my last name. So it gets a little confusing in the lessons to differentiate if she is yelling at me or the cat. The room is as small as my closet back home. Yet,I am blessed to see the smile she has every time as she sees us entering her refuge!<br />
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The ward and its members are very helpful in assisting us in missionary work. The BM member/group are wonderful. They are full of light and are so eager to assist us in whitewashing the area. One of the return missionaries in the area took us to the bishop's house and we introduced ourselves to the family. We plan and hope to have a family home evening with one of the BM's family members (who are promising potential investigators).<br />
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The first time we arrived in the new house, we decided to go through the CBR and teaching records that the previous missionaries prepare for us. We were both so amazed at how much preparation the previous missionaries had put in to help us get more acquainted with the members, the investigators,and less-actives. There were updated information that helped ease us in the work. So for that,we are very grateful! For the first hour of being at the house, we decided to start calling the BM members and the bishop to introduce ourselves and what we look forward to in the work in which we both needed help with and the plans we hope to achieve to help establish the church in Toul Tom Pong. The whitewashing is going great!<br />
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We have been shown to many members' houses and as well as the roads to potential investigators by wonderful ward members. Some of the challenges that we face, well at least for me is that, I am no longer in the khets areas, where people are always home and the time and places to meet the people we teach our very convenient. The city area is quite different in terms of their availability/schedules. The people here work, go to school, and try their very best to juggle their lives in a balance manner. Thus, their opportunity to attend church lessens. We have been trying our best to figure out ways to improve our teachings to better attend to their needs,in helping them attend church. We were so blessed with the Spirit inspiring us to perhaps have our investigators attend the sacrament room and sit in to feel the Spirit of the Lord there. We sat there for a few minutes silently listened and tuned in to the serene atmosphere. We sat there and had her close her eyes on the things she wanted to improve on and to repent. I felt the prompting to ask her: " Bong, how do you think you can prepare yourself to feel these sacred feelings more abundantly and what is keeping you back from receiving the baptismal ordinance? It was right then and there where she immediately and without us having to say anything, that she realized she needed to sacrifice to attend church. I believe and hope that her conversion was during the process in which she prays mightily to get some time off from her boss to attend church. Moments before the church,she had given us a call to say that her manager rejected her request. However, at her last remark with the phone call with us, she decided to ask again and to pray that her manager will soften his heart and he absolutely did.<br />
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The effort in planning to help our investigators attend church paid off. Moreover, for this young woman, she was able to see and treasure the blessings that come from the power of prayers in strive to sacrifice for the Lord.<br />
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With love and gratitude,<br />
Sister Sok<br />
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Pictures of a traditional Khmer dance,for Pioneer Day in Toul Tom Pong !<br />
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Pictures of past area in Tahkmao!<br />
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