Dear Mom,
We have had a weekend completely
full of extremes. There have been so many blessings, and some of the
hardest things I have ever experienced in my life. I want to start with
the good.
We had Jim's baptism this Saturday, and everything went amazing!
There are pictures of us with The Jenson's, Brother Y (Jim's friend that
referred him), and President Vellinga! President came all the way to St.
Marys, the furthest area for him to travel to (it took him almost 4 hours to
get to us) just for this baptism. He knows how hard we have been
working. We were pretty excited to get that surprise call from him early
Saturday morning. Jim had asked Sister Chapman and I both to contribute
to the program. So Sister Chapman did a musical number called "This is the
Christ," and it was amazing! I gave the talk on baptism. It
was kind of funny, I made a reference to Isaiah 1:18 "though your sins be
as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow," and I had to tease Jim about
how much he hated the snow, and how it was a way our Father in Heaven
reminds us of our baptismal covenants. The best part of it was we had a
freak snow storm right as the baptism started, and it just kept coming
down! Everyone got a pretty good kick out of it. Brother Yule
baptized him. So many people from his family and the branch came to give him
support. We were happy to see Robyn and their soon to be baptized
daughter, Heather. They came to show Heather what a baptism looked
like. You could tell that they were really feeling the spirit during the
whole event. While Jim and Brother Y were changing, Sister Chapman and
I did a lesson on the restoration with a tie in to testimonies of
Jesus Christ. It was so powerful! After the service was over,
President briefly came to our apartment. He told us and the Jenson's his
thoughts of the baptism. He said, "Perfect spirit and level of
reverence. Perfect talks and presentations. Perfect
baptism." I want you to know that President Vellinga doesn't throw
the word perfect out there too often if ever. That baptism was
amazing.
I have to tell you, though, the
baptism was a blessing from our Father in Heaven. There was only so much
we could handle, and something going wrong at the baptism would have been too
much for us. On Thursday we visited Jill (52 years old). I think I
told you all that she went in for surgery on Monday for surgery. She had
just gotten home when we went over. There we met her brother, who is very
active in the church, and seemed very grateful to us for helping her make the
steps to come back and be better. We left pretty quick because Jill was
really out of it. Early Friday morning we got a call from Josh, her 21-year-old
son. Jill had passed away that morning. He didn't know who to call,
so he called us. We were so close to Jill. We worked a lot with
her. I have never seen someone make as much progress as her in coming
back to church. I love Jill so much. That was the most heart
wrenching news. We didn't know where to go so we called the branch
president. That was a really tough
day. We did everything we could to push forward, go to all of our lessons
and prepare for Jim's baptism.
Needless to say, it was a tough
weekend and a great weekend. We really love Jill a lot. The best bit
of comfort we have is that Jill was making more progress in the church than she
ever had in her whole life. She really wanted it. She had been
reading the Book of Mormon, and asking deep questions every week in Gospel
Principles. If she was on the right track here, she will continue on that
same track. I am so grateful for our knowledge of the gospel, and our
ability to do temple work. I know that Jill can still continue to progress.
She will be able to go all the way to the top! :) This is why we are
here. This is why missionaries come out. We are here to help people
understand the plan of salvation, and give them every opportunity to live with
our Father in Heaven again. I know that this is true. It is why I
am here.
I love you all. I love my
mission, no matter how hard it gets, I love it here.
Love,
Sister Bakker
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