<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111</id><updated>2011-11-16T08:03:50.649-08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Family Letters'/><category term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Elder Ted E. Bear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5505366524279536476</id><published>2010-07-28T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:54:50.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.28.10 (Omega and Alpha)</title><content type='html'>I can&amp;#39;t believe two years are nearly over....enjoy Elder Bear&amp;#39;s last epistle from the field!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Omega and Alpha.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yet, the beginning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes it&amp;#39;s that time. Time to step on the gas, burn up whatever is left in the tank, and see how far I can push this thing before they take it away from me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some would say it&amp;#39;s the end. In a sense they&amp;#39;re right. The end of a name tag. The end of a title. The end of a period.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But also some would say it&amp;#39;s the beginning. They&amp;#39;re right. The beginning of a new life. The beginning of a balanced discipleship. The beginning of a new period, to bring with me every single lesson I&amp;#39;ve learned out here, and apply it to new scenarios, situations, callings, assignments, relationships, and jobs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just like in a track race, isn&amp;#39;t it funny that the finish line and the starting line are, in fact, the same line?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So as I finish this lap, the lap with the name-tag and full time assignment, I have in mind the next lap. I see in my minds eye a path, the path that I would walk. I am often reminded of the words, penned by the late Gordon B. Hinckley in his hymn, &amp;quot;I Know That My Redeemer Lives&amp;quot; (LDS Hymns, #135)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;quot;Oh give me thy sweet spirit still,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The peace that comes alone from thee,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The faith to walk the lonely road&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That leads to thine eternity.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The lonely road stands ahead. The spacious building stands all around. Distractions await and pitfalls lie before, but God shall be my strength and my deliverer. In Him I shall trust and never fall. My fear will be consumed by faith in my Savior, in my Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the last time to you, as a set apart and titled missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, I bear you this witness:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that God is our loving Heavenly Father.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of the living God, the saviour and redeemer of the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that in a grove of trees in the year 1820, God the Father and His Son Jesus Christ appeared to the 14 year old Joseph Smith Jr., and commanded him to restore the true and authorized Church of Jesus Christ to the earth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that within this church, the true and living priesthood of Jesus Christ is alive and well, performing all of the sacred ordinances necessary for our salvation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that through that sacred authority, Thomas S. Monson is a living oracle of God. A Prophet and a mouthpiece of the Lord, the 16th in our dispensation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that The Book of Mormon is truly the word of God. Written by His ancient prophets, and translated by His modern prophet for our benefit and blessing in our day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And to you I leave this witness in the name of my Lord and Master, Jesus Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5505366524279536476?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5505366524279536476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5505366524279536476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5505366524279536476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5505366524279536476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/07/epistle-72810-omega-and-alpha.html' title='Epistle - 7.28.10 (Omega and Alpha)'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2728255474596631418</id><published>2010-07-21T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:21:42.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.21.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think the highlight of this week came on Monday. I was asked to do a baptismal interview for a young man who is supposed to be baptized this Saturday. After this interview I think I understand a little better what it feels like to be a bishop. Interviews normally last about 30 minutes to an hour, depending how prepared and understanding the candidate is. This one lasted four. I&amp;#39;ve never heard of one lasting that long, but that&amp;#39;s what needed to happen, so it did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He told me that he had woke up that morning with a &amp;quot;bad&amp;quot; feeling, and now he wasn&amp;#39;t even sure why he had agreed to be baptized. I told him that was to be expected, sharing with him the account of the first vision from JS:H. We discussed why Satan would want to stop him from taking this step closer to God, and keep him from being happy. We discussed God&amp;#39;s love for him, and how he knew what he had been taught was true. He got impatient and said &amp;quot;But I want an answer now!&amp;quot; I asked him if he remembered about the Priesthood, he hadn&amp;#39;t heard that name before so we reviewed how the authority of Jesus Christ had been given to his apostles, lost, and then restored to the prophet Joseph Smith. I asked him if he would like a priesthood blessing of counsel. The spirit whispered to me that the blessing would answer his concerns and help him. He declined the blessing, and again said &amp;quot;I just want an answer right now!&amp;quot; I told him (Because the spirit was telling me), &amp;quot;Eric, that&amp;#39;s the very point of the blessing. To give you your answer.&amp;quot; He finally agreed, but warned me &amp;quot;If I do this, and something weird happens, I&amp;#39;m done&amp;quot;. I said that was perfectly fine, and proceeded to give the blessing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the blessing I promised him the spiritual affliction he was under would end, and he would be filled with a feeling of peace. Never before has it been harder for me to give someone a promise from the Lord. If I spoke those words and they were not fulfilled, I would look like a fool, and his budding testimony in the restoration might be shattered. But I spoke them as directed. At the end of the blessing I once again sat across from him. &amp;quot;Eric, how do you feel?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;...Better. The bad feeling is gone. Most of my questions have been answered now&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We continued to talk for quite some time. Every question he asked was quickly answered as the spirit gave me utterance. It was probably one of the most spiritually draining things of my mission. We did nothing physical that day but when I went to bed that night I had large bags under my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, that being said, I know that I was but an instrument. I made no promise. I answered no questions. I bear my witness that I was doing nothing other than act as a mouthpiece and servant for the Lord to that young man in his time of need.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I testify that the church of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth. We have that blessed opportunity to live in a time when the priesthood of God is alive and well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all. Thank you for reading all of these e-mails for all this time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next week will be the last one sent from DC.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2728255474596631418?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2728255474596631418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2728255474596631418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2728255474596631418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2728255474596631418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/07/epistle-72110.html' title='Epistle - 7.21.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3699376010650465839</id><published>2010-07-15T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T07:15:30.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.14.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had an INCREDIBLE lightening storm last night. Probably averaged 40 flashes a minute for a while, and whenever a bolt struck it would hit again 3 or 4 times. Really cool. And of course since it&amp;#39;s a MD storm it only lasted about half an hour, then blew over. It&amp;#39;s a funny place!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today our whole district is going to go to Red Robin for lunch to get my favorite burgers. I&amp;#39;m pretty excited. It&amp;#39;s a bit pricey for missionary fare, but every once in a while we can fit it in to our budgets, so we make room for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We have a new mission president, and we got to meet him last Thursday. President Matsumori really impresses me. I don&amp;#39;t see the mission going anywhere but up, which is saying a lot since President Mansell was such an incredible man. One of President Matsumori&amp;#39;s great assets is going to be his wife, Vicki F. Matsumori, recently released from the Primary General Presidency. She&amp;#39;s traveled the world training the leaders of the church in the gospel of Jesus Christ and how to teach it in simplicity, and I think the mission will be greatly benefited by her wisdom and knowledge and skill. Besides which they both have a great sense of humor and are really easy to get along with.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sadly we didn&amp;#39;t get anyone at church this week. Gloria&amp;#39;s schedule shifted, so she&amp;#39;ll be there THIS week, Claudette was checking out of the hospital Sunday morning (Apparently she goes in a lot..) and Charles slept in, and his wife refused to wake him, even though he&amp;#39;d said he wanted to come. So, we&amp;#39;ll still get &amp;#39;em all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This Sunday Elder Peterson and I will be doing the musical number at the Why I Believe fireside. We&amp;#39;ll be doing a song that he wrote before his mission, which will be really neat. We finally got it written up yesterday so I can start learning it for Sunday... Crunch time! Plus with preparing for CDM and all it&amp;#39;s a very busy week. But busy can be good when you&amp;#39;re in well-doing. And who can do more well than the work of the Lord? I know I can&amp;#39;t!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, until next week my friends,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3699376010650465839?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3699376010650465839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3699376010650465839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3699376010650465839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3699376010650465839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/07/epistle-71410.html' title='Epistle - 7.14.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-228689160462616843</id><published>2010-07-07T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:35:34.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.7.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I think this week held the most incredible (in a non-spiritual sense of the word) experience of my mission. The 4th of July in Anacostia. Wow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Until about 11:30 at night there were non stop explosions, crackles, booms, lights, EVERYWHERE. It sounded like the middle of a war zone.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Now, part of this is fueled by the fact that fireworks are illegal in Maryland, so people living close by come to find some parking lot in DC to light off their fun stuff. So, end of story is, it was crazy. Insane. Beyond anything I thought it would be. Pretty cool!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But before that, we had church! We haven&amp;#39;t had any of our people come to church for a couple weeks, so it was really neat that Gloria, Claudette and Clarence all 3 came to church this Sunday! Yay!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Gloria is a fun one. When we first went to teach her we weren&amp;#39;t sure what to make of her, she didn&amp;#39;t seem happy we were there, and yet she is the one that set up the appointment. But after church on Sunday and at our appointment yesterday she was a totally changed person. Happy, outgoing, totally different.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Claudette and Clarence are also cool. Claudette lives in a van parked out front of Clarence&amp;#39;s sister&amp;#39;s house (Because Clarence lives in his sister&amp;#39;s house). They are planning on getting married, and are the funniest coupld I&amp;#39;ve met in a while. We haven&amp;#39;t even really taught them yet, we just talked to her on the street, had a great chat about the gospel and her life, they got themselves to church on Sunday, then came to the 4th of July party on Monday. They&amp;#39;re great! We&amp;#39;re taking them to the Visitor&amp;#39;s Center on Friday. Fun =]&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A mission is a funny thing. In so many ways it is a mini-version of life itself. With its inclusive ups and downs and every way arounds. And yet, in one way it is so much different from life. It is different because you know&lt;i&gt; exactly &lt;/i&gt;when it will end. Exactly! From the day you arrive here, you know the day, you know the hour when it will end.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; In movies, when it is made known to someone that they only have so many days or weeks to live, they are portrayed as becoming hyper-active. Forgiving, begging forgiveness, telling family they love them, fulfilling everything they had always hoped to do, making sure they could leave this life with not a single regret.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And yet, in the mission, there is an unfortunate phenomena called &amp;quot;Trunkiness&amp;quot;. Which has reference to someone being emotionally all packed up in their trunks (or luggage) and ready to go. Their heart no longer in it. Why does this happen, when the end of a mission draws near? Why does this end bring lethargy when in the movies an end of life brings hyper-activity?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Well, obviously the source can only be selfishness. It is more difficult to sow, when you know you will never reap in this life. It is much easier to plant a seed when you know you will be there for the fruit, than to labor over and weep over a seed, knowing that by the time the fruit comes you will have moved away forever.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A similar situation occurred in the early church. Some people were told to live in a certain area and create farms, but they had the question, &amp;quot;Well, how long are we going to be here this time? 2 months, 2 years, 20 years? Should we build real farms? Or live in a tent?&amp;quot; In response to this the Lord gives some interesting counsel.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; D&amp;amp;C 51:16-17&lt;br&gt;   16 And I consecrate unto them this land for a little season, until I, the Lord, shall provide for them otherwise, and command them to go hence; &lt;br&gt;   17 And the hour and the day is not given unto them, wherefore let them act upon this land as for years, and this shall turn unto them for their good. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Regardless of how long or short we are going to be somewhere, we should act unto that stewardship as for years. Whether we will be there to reap what we sow or not, we should be sowing! We should be laboring. Whether we will die, or no, the Kingdom of God will continue on with or without us, and we must build for the future just as much as, if not more so, than for our own generation. Those who follow us should not have to begin anew. If that were to happen with each generation than we would never get higher than one lifetime&amp;#39;s work. &lt;i&gt;But&lt;/i&gt;, if we leave the generation to follow a foundation to build on, which they do, and leave that to their followers. Then, then we can accomplish all that God expects of us, and commands us to accomplish. Oh the things that we could do.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So we will labor, as if we would be here to see all labors come to fruition, knowing that some we won&amp;#39;t, and some they won&amp;#39;t bring fruit anyways, but we labor. Because He did.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I love you all. Carry on.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; -Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-228689160462616843?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/228689160462616843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=228689160462616843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/228689160462616843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/228689160462616843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/07/epistle-7710.html' title='Epistle - 7.7.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8839983321981323259</id><published>2010-06-30T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T08:45:15.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.30.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hey there everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed. The first week in this transfer. The first&lt;br /&gt;week is always funny, there's just so much to get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday I spent from about 7:00am to 6:00pm just driving people&lt;br /&gt;around for transfers. Bikes, desks, beds, dressers, luggage,&lt;br /&gt;everything necessary to make everything work. Fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the biggest news this week is a Mission President change.&lt;br /&gt;President and Sister Matsumori officially arrived yesterday, and&lt;br /&gt;President and Sister Mansell fly out later today. Amazing to see them&lt;br /&gt;go. President Mansell has done incredible things with this misison.&lt;br /&gt;When he got here the obedience levels were NOT very high, and under&lt;br /&gt;his stewardship This has become an obedient, hardworking mission.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing to see what a good steward can do with the Lord's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny thing this past week was a call from President on Monday. He&lt;br /&gt;told us that Elder Rich (The director of the Visitor's Center) had&lt;br /&gt;organized a mission prep class for Aaronic Priesthood age young men,&lt;br /&gt;and invited all 4 stakes in the mission, and then forgot! So when he&lt;br /&gt;got a call from one of the stakes about it two days before the event,&lt;br /&gt;he remembered that he had promised them a whole program put on by&lt;br /&gt;missionaries from our mission. Talks, testimonies, musical numbers.&lt;br /&gt;Problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So President told us we were to go bail him out and provide a musical&lt;br /&gt;number, which of course we gladly did. We did "His Hands" as a duet&lt;br /&gt;(For the third time). It went well, and that's all we had to do for&lt;br /&gt;the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm just not sure what else to talk about! How about the weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather today is GORGEOUS. It is partly cloudy and 72 degrees&lt;br /&gt;outside. That makes for a very happy Elder Adams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose that's the best note to end on. A happy Elder Bear.&lt;br /&gt;Things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8839983321981323259?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8839983321981323259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8839983321981323259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8839983321981323259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8839983321981323259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/06/epistle-63010.html' title='Epistle - 6.30.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1940824233103946467</id><published>2010-06-23T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:37:09.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.23.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Transfers! And the word is.... I&amp;#39;m Staying! With Elder Peterson!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; We&amp;#39;re really excited. It&amp;#39;s what we had hoped for, and it&amp;#39;s what we&lt;br&gt; got. It&amp;#39;s nice when those two things line up so nicely.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I had several previous companions go home today, it was funny to see&lt;br&gt; them off. Some of them are excited for the next step in life. Some&lt;br&gt; just have &amp;quot;Deer-In-Headlights&amp;quot; look, because they don&amp;#39;t have a clue&lt;br&gt; what they&amp;#39;ll be doing tomrorow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Speaking of previous companions, my trainer, Payton Brooks came to&lt;br&gt; visit the mission this past week. He came to Anacostia&amp;#39;s Father&amp;#39;s Day&lt;br&gt; Lunch on Sunday, and he was at the Why I Believe. It was fun to talk&lt;br&gt; to him about the mission and what he&amp;#39;s doing now.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Elder Peterson and I were able to resing his quintet version of &amp;quot;Jesus&lt;br&gt; Savior Pilot Me&amp;quot; on Sunday at the Why I Believe, it went very well. We&lt;br&gt; did a better job all remembering the words than we did at the mission&lt;br&gt; conference.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; We met some neat new investigators the last couple days. On Monday we&lt;br&gt; taught a guy named Charles. We went to the house to teach his daughter&lt;br&gt; in law, whom he lives with, but she wasn&amp;#39;t there. So we told him we&lt;br&gt; were there all ready to teach a message about our savior Jesus Christ,&lt;br&gt; and we&amp;#39;d love to teach him instead, and he let us in. The lesson went&lt;br&gt; well. By the end he commented we had given him a lot to think about&lt;br&gt; (And that&amp;#39;s basically what we do) and he agreed to read and pray about&lt;br&gt; it to find out the truth of it. That&amp;#39;s all we ask for! So that was&lt;br&gt; fun.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Tuesday we finally got to teach a lady we&amp;#39;ve been trying to teach for&lt;br&gt; a while, and we kept having things come up. But this time we were able&lt;br&gt; to go teach her. Her name is Gloria. She&amp;#39;s sort of a funny one,&lt;br&gt; because she met with missionaries a couple years ago, and again last&lt;br&gt; year at her mom&amp;#39;s house, and she commented &amp;quot;But this time I plan on&lt;br&gt; being steadfast&amp;quot;. So we thought perhaps she already knew most of our&lt;br&gt; message and wanted to actually join the church this time, but in our&lt;br&gt; teaching we discovered that she didn&amp;#39;t really know much about our&lt;br&gt; message, which was sort of weird, and she wasn&amp;#39;t really all that open&lt;br&gt; to some of what we said. So I&amp;#39;m not quite sure what the deal is there,&lt;br&gt; but we&amp;#39;ll see if she&amp;#39;s humble enough to hear the spirit speaking truth&lt;br&gt; to her, if she is we&amp;#39;ll be happy to baptize her, and if she&amp;#39;s not&lt;br&gt; we&amp;#39;ll find those who are.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I think that&amp;#39;s one big change in my missionary work I&amp;#39;m seeing lately.&lt;br&gt; I&amp;#39;m becoming about as bold as I wish I had been all along. Quite&lt;br&gt; frankly we&amp;#39;re out here to find those who will receive us, and there&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt; enough of them out here that we just don&amp;#39;t have enough TIME to spend&lt;br&gt; it with people that aren&amp;#39;t humble enough to follow the spirit. We&lt;br&gt; simply don&amp;#39;t have time for it, we can&amp;#39;t do it. So I&amp;#39;m becoming more&lt;br&gt; and more commited to boldly testify and commit these people, and if&lt;br&gt; they don&amp;#39;t like it all the time, well, last I checked not everyone&lt;br&gt; liked Christ&amp;#39;s boldness either. And, seeing as He&amp;#39;s my master, I&lt;br&gt; suppose I should do as He did, not as the people will like the most.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I love you all. Cherish  your time, it is one of our most previous and&lt;br&gt; non-renewable resources.&lt;br&gt; -Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1940824233103946467?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1940824233103946467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1940824233103946467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1940824233103946467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1940824233103946467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/06/epistle-62310.html' title='Epistle - 6.23.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7838062663012833072</id><published>2010-06-09T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:06:13.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.9.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; More fun this week. We had another Night of Music and Inspiration last&lt;br&gt; night. We were called a week ago and asked to put together a version&lt;br&gt; of &amp;quot;I feel my Savior&amp;#39;s love&amp;quot;. My companion, Elder Peterson put&lt;br&gt; together a beautiful arrangement for the occasion. It&amp;#39;s fun being the&lt;br&gt; companion of a genius.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So what is there else to talk about... I just can&amp;#39;t think of anything&lt;br&gt; else exciting that happened in the last week... oh wait, there might&lt;br&gt; be one thing...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ya so Sunday was Stake Conference, and we had a guest speaker, I think&lt;br&gt; he was from Utah, his name was something like Elder Hallard? Maybe&lt;br&gt; Holland? Ya I think that was it, I think it was Elder Jeffrey R.&lt;br&gt; Holland of the Quorum of the 12 Apostles, with Elder Hardy of the 70.&lt;br&gt; Ya I think that&amp;#39;s who came and reorganized the stake, released the&lt;br&gt; current Stake presidency and called a new one. I guess that&amp;#39;s SOMEWHAT&lt;br&gt; noteworthy. =]&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; In all seriousness, Elder Holland was here. Stake conference started&lt;br&gt; at 10:00, we had no investigators to bring, so we were on our own. SO&lt;br&gt; we woke up at 5:30, got to the stake center at 7:00, and got 5th row&lt;br&gt; seats =] The stake center was so packed that they ran video to every&lt;br&gt; single classroom they could throw a TV in as overflow and they filled&lt;br&gt; all of them. And we were on the 5th row. It was pretty special. We&lt;br&gt; figured we didn&amp;#39;t have much else to do on a Sunday morning than Study&lt;br&gt; our Scriptures in the chapel and get some great seats!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He was predictably incredible, and said some amazing stuff. He&lt;br&gt; mentioned that in his oppinion there is no more regular form of&lt;br&gt; revelation in all the church than when just about every Sunday in many&lt;br&gt; stakes all over the world, two guys who don&amp;#39;t know anyone in the stake&lt;br&gt; shows up on Friday, and in 24 hours completely undoes everything that&lt;br&gt; holds the stake together, and sticks it all back together another way&lt;br&gt; with new people whom he has never met before this 24 hour period, then&lt;br&gt; asks everyone if it&amp;#39;s OK, they raise their hands and say yup. I might&lt;br&gt; not even know those guys but if it&amp;#39;s OK with the Lord it&amp;#39;s OK with us,&lt;br&gt; and then the strangers leave!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; His point was, that is NOT normal. No other organization could pull&lt;br&gt; that off. If it were a business or any other organization there would&lt;br&gt; be blood on the carpets, slashed tires and black eyes. Fist fights and&lt;br&gt; campaigning for the position, whereas in this organization the only&lt;br&gt; campaigning is maybe to NOT get the position.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; It was a neat reminder, to stop and think how incredible this&lt;br&gt; organization is. The fact that it even WORKS for a single day is a&lt;br&gt; lasting testament that it is from God, the fact that it&amp;#39;s still going&lt;br&gt; strong hundreds of years later is a miracle and a testament to all the&lt;br&gt; world of the truth of the restoration, and the divine nature of the&lt;br&gt; calling of Joseph Smith in organizing the Lord&amp;#39;s Kingdom on the earth.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The church is true, the book is blue brothers and sisters. Don&amp;#39;t you&lt;br&gt; forget it =]&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; -Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7838062663012833072?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7838062663012833072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7838062663012833072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7838062663012833072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7838062663012833072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/06/epistle-6910.html' title='Epistle - 6.9.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2707213418301056878</id><published>2010-06-07T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:55:36.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.2.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Todays epistle will be dedicated to my dad! He loves little spiritual thoughts and thinks that he can ponder and study, so I&amp;#39;ll share something that hit me yesterday during a district meeting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It comes from the book of Helaman, 10th Chapter, 4th and 5th verse:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4 Blessed art thou, Nephi, for those things which thou hast done; for I have beheld how thou hast with unwearyingness declared the word, which I have given unto thee, unto this people. And thou hast not feared them, and hast not sought thine own life, but hast sought my will, and to keep my commandments. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  5 And now, because thou hast done this with such unwearyingness, behold, I will bless thee forever; and I will make thee mighty in word and in deed, in faith and in works; yea, even that all things shall be done unto thee according to thy word, for thou shalt not ask that which is contrary to my will.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now normally when I&amp;#39;ve heard people read these verses. I normally hear a comment to the effect of &amp;quot;Wow, Nephi is so amazing that God says he won&amp;#39;t ask anything contrary to the Lord&amp;#39;s will, so anything he says will be the Lord&amp;#39;s will!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But a new thought hit me this time, the Lord does NOT say &amp;quot;Thou WILT not ask that which is contrary to my will&amp;quot;, no, he says &amp;quot;Thou SHALT not ask that which is contrary to my will&amp;quot;. That is not a statement or prophesy, that is a commandment. It is worded in the same way the Lord worded the ten commandments, &amp;quot;Thou shalt not...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now just to see if I was interpreting the language correctly I flipped to the foot notes, and found this, D&amp;amp;C 46:30:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30 He that asketh in the Spirit asketh according to the will of God; wherefore it is done even as he asketh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I interpret &amp;quot;asking the Spirit&amp;quot; to mean asking for things as the Spirit directs you, basically receiving revelation from God on what we should pray for. To me this seems to agree with the idea that the words &amp;quot;Thou shalt not ask that which is contrary to my will&amp;quot; is not, in fact, a statement necessarily about the character of Nephi, but a commandment to Nephi, that if he follows he can receive the blessing of having all of his prayers answered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So there&amp;#39;s my pondering today, maybe the rest of you had already realized that, but new idea to me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On to updates about life,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jaymie&amp;#39;s baptism went wonderful, he asked me to perform the ordinance, and I couldn&amp;#39;t talk him in to getting one of the members to do it, so this is the second time I got in the water during my mission. I prefer members to do that so they can have that experience with someone more permanent, but when I am asked to do it, it is a very neat experience to perform that ordinance. What fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The zone activity today was a blast. We ended up with softball about half the time, a couple games of Ultimate Frisbee, and then we had to flee the heat for lunch. All in all everyone was happy and a very good time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you all are having a wonderful time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2707213418301056878?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2707213418301056878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2707213418301056878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2707213418301056878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2707213418301056878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/06/epistle-6210.html' title='Epistle - 6.2.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6242325170945685720</id><published>2010-05-27T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T04:26:43.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 5.26.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well it&amp;#39;s been another wonderful week! We have a baptism this Saturday, Jaymie, he&amp;#39;s a great young man. We&amp;#39;ve been meeting with him since January (We meaning missionaries, I&amp;#39;ve only been in this area 7 weeks), and if we can&amp;#39;t get him a ride to church he&amp;#39;s the only person I&amp;#39;ve ever taught that would bike 7 miles to get to church on sunday. Amazing. The long time period is because we&amp;#39;ve been waiting for his probation to end this Friday for him to get baptized. He&amp;#39;s excited and so are we!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; My companion and I are having tons of fun, of course we are making plans for the music, musicals and various shows we will write together some day.  We were talking about making a band the other day, but then we decided we&amp;#39;d be better off making a musical about making a band, and started discussing how we could do that as a two-man show. I suppose that sort of sums us up in a nut shell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we drive we have a tendency to crank Mormon Tabernacle Choir and he sings Tenor and I sing Bass parts. Yes, we&amp;#39;re geeks, but we&amp;#39;re having fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We&amp;#39;re planning a neat zone activity for next week. We&amp;#39;re going to play kick-ball at a park, then head to the stake center where we&amp;#39;ve managed to get everyone 2 BBQ pork sandwhiches, Potato Chips, Potato Salad and 2 Ice Cream Sandwhiches all for $2 a person. We&amp;#39;re pretty proud of ourselves, and I think everyone will be pretty happy with the lunch for 2 bucks!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I&amp;#39;ll have to think of more cool things to say next week. I really love you guys, I don&amp;#39;t dwell often on counting days, but today is 10 weeks, which is a pretty even number. 70 days. In 1,680 hours I&amp;#39;ll be on my way to the airport. Believe me when I say that I will make everything I can out of those hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With love,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6242325170945685720?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6242325170945685720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6242325170945685720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6242325170945685720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6242325170945685720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/05/epistle-52610.html' title='Epistle - 5.26.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6328312071496056294</id><published>2010-05-18T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:05:21.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.17.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey there everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So today we went &amp;quot;Duck Pin Bowling&amp;quot; Anybody know what that is? I didn&amp;#39;t. You bowl with tiny little balls, on smaller lanes, with short and squat pins. Only 5 bucks for an hour and the whole Zone went and had a great time. Pretty fun stuff. I was really bad at the beginning, it&amp;#39;s been a long time since I bowled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I think I mentioned that the new e-mail interface is G-Mail. It&amp;#39;s really weird! Sitting on a g-mail account I feel like I should just hop over to my Google Reader and read about the latest tech trends like I&amp;#39;d spend hours doing back home. Or maybe just jump over to facebook. I don&amp;#39;t know it&amp;#39;s just funny to see such a familiar interface but in a different setting!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This transfer will be very interesting, because I really have no idea what&amp;#39;s going to happen. Almost any possibility has an equal chance. It will be very interesting to find out what President&amp;#39;s plans for me are.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weather has bene very nice the last day or two. After a weekend of gloomy it&amp;#39;s very pretty again. We&amp;#39;re just rooting for the temperatures to get up past 70 so that we can take the suits off and I will never have to wear my &amp;quot;Work Suit&amp;quot; again. It&amp;#39;s ready to retire!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think the funnest story from this week was Sunday night. We went to check on a less active lady we&amp;#39;ve never met. She let us in and she and her mother were making Breast Cancer Awareness bracelets to make money. Just stringing the beads and tying off the stretchy cord stuff. After chatting for a while I really wanted to try making one, so we asked and she thought that was hillarious that two young guys wanted to make pink bracelets. So we helped and made 5 of them. At 20 dollars a pop (When she sells them) that&amp;#39;s $100 towards breast cancer research! We felt pretty accomplished =]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all. Hope you&amp;#39;re all doing well!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6328312071496056294?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6328312071496056294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6328312071496056294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6328312071496056294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6328312071496056294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/05/epistle-31710.html' title='Epistle - 3.17.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7678909152102802158</id><published>2010-05-05T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:17:39.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 5.5.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Do you realize how long you&amp;#39;ve been reading these epistles for? And yet every week you expect me to come up with something new to say! I guess it&amp;#39;s a good thing that a mission gives you a lot to talk about week by week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two Saturdays ago Elder Smith got the flu, we worked Sunday monday Tuesday, then on Wednesday he blew his ankle out VERY badly. Aweful sprain. Unfortunately there was so much stuff that simply needed to be done, it hasn&amp;#39;t gotten much rest, and yet we stlil haven&amp;#39;t gotten to work in our area very much. Luckily it has given us a lot of time to study and read the Book of Mormon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, today I will share a thought that I read this morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alma Chapter 1, verses 21-24&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  21 Now there was a strict law among the people of the church, that there should not any man, belonging to the church, arise and persecute those that did not belong to the church, and that there should be no persecution among themselves. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  22 Nevertheless, there were many among them who began to be proud, and began to contend warmly with their adversaries, even unto blows; yea, they would smite one another with their fists. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  23 Now this was in the second year of the reign of Alma, and it was a cause of much affliction to the church; yea, it was the cause of much trial with the church. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  24 For the hearts of many were hardened, and their names were blotted out, that they were remembered no more among the people of God. And also many withdrew themselves from among them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There&amp;#39;s an intersting lesson in these verses to me. These people were mebers of the true church. They had the true gospel. The knowledge that they had the truth, however, went to their heads and made them proud. So proud, in fact that they began to &amp;quot;contend warmly with their adversaries, even unto blows; yea, they would smite one another with their fists.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This kind of behaviour was strictly against the very gospel and church which they were claiming to defend! This pathetically ironic behaviour came from a root problem that they allowed to gradually grow within them: Pride.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like any talent or blessing, membership in the true church of Jesus Christ is a gift from God, which not all people are priviledged to have access to. Like any other talent, we can not take pride in this gift, but merely thank the Lord for bestowing it upon us. What began in these members of the church as a genuine gratitude for the truth, turned in to a false belief that because they had the truth, they were better than their fellow-men. This fallacy lead them to that wicked and pervasive sin: Pride. The Prideful belief that by virtue of their receiving a blessing others had not, they were better than those others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We see the outcome of this. &amp;quot;it was a cause of much affliction to the church; yea, it was the cause of much trial with the church. &amp;quot; and of those who pridefully hardened their hearts we read, &amp;quot;and their names were blotted out, that they were remembered no more among the people of God. And also many withdrew themselves from among them.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now it does not necessarily say that those whose names were blotted out were the same who came to blows defending the church, but I believe that at least a goodly portion of those who came to blows, did in fact end up removing themselves from the church. I can say that with some certainty because it is true to the pattern of apostasy. They rose themselves up, beyond the teachings of their leaders, to the point that they, thinking themselves justified, behaved in a way that the church condemned. I can only imagine when their church leaders told them they ought not to act that way, they would be offended (another symptom of pride) and turn their back to the church, thinking it had wronged them and escort themselves to the doors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many lessons to learn as we ponder these events. It is a potent reminder that we, being blessed, aught to be our brother&amp;#39;s servant, not overlord, and that we have a duty to adhere strictly to the teachings of the living Prophet and Apostles, not to wander off in to our own &amp;#39;strange paths&amp;#39; beacuse in those paths we will eventually be lost.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all. Stay true. Stay strong. Be humble and take direction, for in that is salvation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7678909152102802158?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7678909152102802158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7678909152102802158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7678909152102802158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7678909152102802158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/05/epistle-5510.html' title='Epistle - 5.5.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5374200867574072566</id><published>2010-05-04T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:13:34.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.21.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Life is good in beautiful DC.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Today was our Zone Activity, so about 30 of us went to play Ultimate Frisbee in the rain down on the National Mall. Really fun. I love playing in the rain because you don&amp;#39;t get too hot running around.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I got asked by one of the District Leaders in the zone to give a workshop at his District Meeting about Personal Revelation. All 4 companionships in his District are training, and he wanted my companion and I to train the district on how they can receive revelation in planning and missionary work.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; We decided that my companion would share personal experiences about revelation in his mission and I would discuss the doctrine of personal revelation. What it is.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; In a true lesson to ME about personal revelation, I spent the entire week before pondering what I should teach. I prayed to know what I should teach. I read talks and scriptures about it trying to find what the Lord would have me say. Normally I get my workshops VERY prepared, so I know exactly what I&amp;#39;m going to talk about and present, but in the entire week of study, pondering, and prayer, nothing came! Finally the morning of as I sat staring at a blank piece of paper, I felt impressed to flip open to the Doctrine and Covenants. I began flipping through and just happened across a couple revelation scriptures I had marked. I wrote down the references, and with that in hand headed off to the meeting, still completely unsure about what I would say, and with a continuing prayer in my heart.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Just as the meeting began I felt impressed to flip open to St John 17, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;11 And now I am no more in the world, but these are in the world, and I come to thee. Holy Father, keep through thine own name those whom thou hast given me, that they may be one, as we &lt;i&gt;are.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I stood up and read that verse, and began my workshop.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I drew put the names of the Godhead on the board, and asked, &amp;quot;In what way are these 3 one?&amp;quot; They answered, In Purpose. I asked, &amp;quot;From whence does the purpose of the godhead originate, where does it come from?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; After some discussion they came to the conclusion, the Father. I answered that indeed it was the will of the Father that the purpose of The Godhead comes from, and that personal revelation is how we come to know his will, and have the same purpose, thereby becoming one, as they are one.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I enjoyed it, and learned as I continued to teach. It was very fun.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I&amp;#39;m out of time, but I love you all!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; -Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5374200867574072566?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5374200867574072566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5374200867574072566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5374200867574072566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5374200867574072566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/05/epistle-42110.html' title='Epistle - 4.21.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6986031000068974513</id><published>2010-04-28T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:46:59.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.28.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I had a renewed correspondence with an old love this week.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This past Sunday Sandra Turley came to the Visitor&amp;#39;s Center. Sister Turley lives down in Virginia, she was Cosette in the original Broadway cast of &amp;quot;Les Miserables&amp;quot;, and she was in one of my all time favorite off-broadway shows, &amp;quot;Children of Eden&amp;quot;.  Needless to say, we made sure we had an investigator willing to go with us =] Then, when we showed up to pick him up and he was so sick he could hardly stand, we frantically called everyone we could think of to find someone to go with us (We can only go if one of our Investigators, Recent Converts, or Less Actives wants to go). We ended up taking Sister Tom and her kids, and she had a great walk around the temple, she&amp;#39;s hoping to go in a couple  months, then we went in to the Visitor&amp;#39;s Center for the performance.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She was VERY good. She sang songs from most of my favorite shows, and all the ones she picked were ones that had spiritual meaning to her. She&amp;#39;d sing a song then say, let&amp;#39;s take this out of context. In the show it means THIS  but, let&amp;#39;s just look at the words, think about this song talking about God.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; It was a really neat show, and reminded me how much I LOVE to sing. Being out hear and focused on other things I had sort of forgotten how much fun singing Musical Theater is. I&amp;#39;m positive that whatever might be in my future in my life, singing will be some part of it.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; On top of that my companion and I were asked to sing a duet at the upcoming Night of Music and Inspiration in May. We found a beautiful peace called &amp;quot;Because He Lives&amp;quot; by Sally Deford. Gorgeous peace that I look forward to singing.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Other then that, Elder Smith blew out his ankle really bad playing football on the mall today, we&amp;#39;re hoping it&amp;#39;s just a sprain and Missionary Medical has ordered him to bed rest for 48 hours with ice. If it&amp;#39;s not better by then we try the hospital.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Tasha and Jaymie are both still on track for their baptisms, the area is great, and time is flying by.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I love you all!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; -Elder Ted. E Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6986031000068974513?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6986031000068974513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6986031000068974513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6986031000068974513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6986031000068974513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/04/epistle-42810.html' title='Epistle - 4.28.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8912387925371531398</id><published>2010-04-14T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:40:58.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.14.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weather has been a bit of a rollercoaster lately. Got very hot, then cold and wet, now it&amp;#39;s sort of evened out to very pleasant and partly cloudly. Just about where I like it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The green is finally returned to the forests also. The shade is still a little bit too light for a washingtonian, but whenever I&amp;#39;m near a couple pine trees the aroma gives me my fix!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; We have two investigators right now who are on date for baptism. Both are really neat people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jaymie is an interesting kid. When you first meet him he doesn&amp;#39;t seem like the type to have any interest in God. He&amp;#39;s been shot in the head before and his brain works a little interesting now, but he&amp;#39;s still very intelligent, and completely there. He&amp;#39;s the only investigator I&amp;#39;ve ever taught who completely on his own bikes ~8 miles to church on Sunday, pretty cool kid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tasha is a very nice lady. Her 2 year old daughter Tashae (Tah-Shay) (Welcome to the Ghetto people!) is a sweety. Tasha has been to a ton of churches, but says that right about the time she was about to join each one she felt like she lost the spirit and left. We explained that was because each had good things to teach her, but did not have the fulness, so as soon as she had learned everything that church had to offer, the spirit told her to move on, but that the full gospel was restored and she could have that in her life. She has been trying to hard to read the Book of Mormon, even though it&amp;#39;s difficult for her and continues to pray every day. A very neat lady to work with.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things are great out here. Life is indeed what you make of it, and we&amp;#39;re making it out to be something akin to teriyaki chicken. Which for anyone who knows me equates to pretty darn good =]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8912387925371531398?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8912387925371531398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8912387925371531398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8912387925371531398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8912387925371531398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/04/epistle-31410.html' title='Epistle - 3.14.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7339736280324674932</id><published>2010-04-08T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:02:23.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.8.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So general conference was last weekend, and I had a very unusual experience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I was watching conference I sat tapping my foot, and my foot landed on something. That felt sort of weird, so I looked down and saw that my shoe had come untied and one of my brown shoe laces was laying off to the side of my shoe. I wasn&amp;#39;t sure how in the world my shoe got untied so that was strange. Then I looked closer and saw that, in fact, my shoe WAS tied. So what is that brown thing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Upon lifting my foot what do I see but a pretty dazed looking little brown snake (The harmless kind for any snake fearers out there)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, even knowing he was harmless my first reaction upon seeing a snake right under my foot was to jerk both of my feet off the ground. The Elder sitting next to me saw my quick movement, At first thought I had a charley horse but looked over at me and I pointed at the snake. He grabbed a piece of paper, together we coaxed him on the paper and escorted him forcefully back outside where he belonged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I settled in to enjoy the rest of conference, my brain sort of pondered over the snake incident.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We know in the story of Adam and Eve the snake represents temptation. Temptation to sin or transgress the laws of God. My first reaction upon spotting the snake was to jerk back. How often do we forget that this ought to be our first reaction to temptation! How often when we spot a temptation do we lean right on in to see if it&amp;#39;s something we actually might want to try? It should not be so. We should jump back so fast a cobra itself couldn&amp;#39;t catch our toes. One of those close to me saw my distress and instantly jumped in to help me, and immediately we set about casting this unwanted thing from where we were.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Spot. Jump Back. Forcefully remove from our presence (By either moving it or moving ourselves).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I dare saw if we could all do that consistently, the Devil and his angels would be pretty bored all day with very little to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#666666"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7339736280324674932?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7339736280324674932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7339736280324674932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7339736280324674932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7339736280324674932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/04/epistle-4810.html' title='Epistle - 4.8.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5205142119583215875</id><published>2010-03-31T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:54:13.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.24.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today was pretty fun. A family in the ward drove my companion and I up to the Mall. We we to the Museum of American History, had a picnic on the mall, threw a frisbee around with some other missionaries we met up with, and all in all just enjoyed the gorgeous weather the Lord gave us today!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Monday was a really neat night. I think I&amp;#39;ve mentioned the Pascarella family we&amp;#39;ve been working with. They&amp;#39;re great. We selected a family in the ward we thought would be good Fellowshippers that lived close by, and set up a Family Home Evening for the Pascarellas at the Amorino&amp;#39;s house. Very fun. The Pascarella&amp;#39;s son and Amorino&amp;#39;s son became best friends at the snap of a fingers and everything went great. They&amp;#39;ll be at church on Sunday and I think they&amp;#39;ll make a lot of friends. Great and exciting =]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Transfers is next week. It&amp;#39;ll be very interesting to see what happens. There are a lot of possibilities this time, so I&amp;#39;m very intrigued to see what the Lord has planned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&amp;#39;ll let you all know where I am next week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enjoy Life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5205142119583215875?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5205142119583215875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5205142119583215875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5205142119583215875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5205142119583215875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/03/epistle-32410.html' title='Epistle - 3.24.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-9148167629358402671</id><published>2010-03-31T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:45:55.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.31.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been transferred again. I&amp;#39;ll be serving in the Capitol Heights area. It&amp;#39;s a car area that covers the Maryland section of the Anacostia ward. That was the first ward I served in so I&amp;#39;m pretty excited to go see some familiar faces.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve definitely enjoyed my time in White Plains immensely. It&amp;#39;s been one of my favorite areas I think. Part of what made it so great is that I was thrown a couple challenges, and was able to overcome them with the help of the Lord. The area had a complete turnaround while I was there, from dead to quite good. My companions were both abl&lt;span style="color:#1F497D"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; to grow a lot too, which was fun to be a part of. Overall I am leaving with a good feeling and no regrets. Just the way it should be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The cherry trees are starting to bloom in DC. So that is beautiful. One of the things Grandma Mary really wanted me to see in DC was the cherry festival. I think it was a tender mercy of the Lord that I lived right on Capitol Hill last year for all of the cherry blossoms. Or maybe Grandma was up there nagging him to put me there so I could see them =] Either way, as they come back this year I can&amp;#39;t help but think of her when I see them. What a true example of Christian courage. The last time I saw her she could barely whisper, so she had to write on a white board, and her parting words to me were &amp;quot;Be careful and take care of yourself&amp;quot;. Completely concerned for others. Amazing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all. I love this gospel. I&amp;#39;m so grateful for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fare thee well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-9148167629358402671?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9148167629358402671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=9148167629358402671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9148167629358402671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9148167629358402671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/03/epistle-33110.html' title='Epistle - 3.31.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8724041973977844264</id><published>2010-03-10T12:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:28:04.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello Everyone! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today has been a fun day. Every 6 months the mission President takes all the missionaries going home in the next 6 months to see the Arlington National Cemetary. We all meet just outside the metro stop, he takes us around and tells us about the history and we take pictures together and all that fun stuff. It was very neat. The changing of the guard and all that was pretty interesting to see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was very interesting to walk around in the cemetary and think. I couldn&amp;#39;t help but notice that in that cemetary was preserved the ideals of honor and integrity and service upon which this nation was founded, and yet just accross the river... well, we won&amp;#39;t go in to that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We met a really great family last night. Carl and Melissa Pascarella. Her mom is a member, but went inactive when she was of baptismal age, then reactivated while Melissa was in high school, but she never got baptized. Carl used to be Catholic, but when they were going to make Melissa wait a year to take the classes to become Catholic because she missed the application date, he thought that was dumb and decided they would go find another church to go to, and currently attend a Methodist church.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a very good lessen. The spirit was very strong and they were open and willing to listen and pray about it. So that was fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next week is going to be a stake converence with a regional broadcast from Salt Lake, the following week is Ward Converence, and the following week is General Conference!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SO we have a lot of spiritual outpourings in our future. Fun stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all, Till next week,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8724041973977844264?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8724041973977844264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8724041973977844264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8724041973977844264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8724041973977844264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/03/epistle-31010.html' title='Epistle - 3.10.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8647549899906164031</id><published>2010-03-03T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:26:11.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.3.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I&amp;#39;m never quite sure what to report on. Life is good out here. We&amp;#39;re teaching people. It&amp;#39;s fun, and it&amp;#39;s what I&amp;#39;m here to do and like to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been preparing a workshop for District Meeting tomorrow, and will just share my thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In this life we are to &amp;quot;Walk by faith, and not by sight&amp;quot;. So we learn that our faith is the spiritual counterpart of our physical eyes. Symbolically speaking our faith is our spiritual eye, through which we can behold our path, and walk towards our great eternal destination.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alma teaches that faith is not to have a perfect knowledge, but &amp;quot;To hope for things which are not seen, WHICH ARE TRUE.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without knowledge of true doctrine, it is thus impossible for someone to have faith. Not knowing what to have faith in, they have no way to hope in and act in accordance with true doctrine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In this sense, a vast host of humanity is wandering around spiritually &amp;quot;blind&amp;quot;. Not posessing knowledge of true doctrine, they are incapable of spiritual sight. They are truly in a mist of darkness, as described by Lehi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So it is our duty, having been blessed with knowledge of true doctrine, to impart of that doctrine to those around us, so that they, being bilnd, might see and behold their destination.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being equipped with true doctrine, a son or daughter of God becomes capable of beholding not only their eternal destination, where they want to go, but also the path that leads there, and how they can excercise their faith to move towards where they want to go.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is not mete that the blind be lead by the blind. Having sight, it behooveth us to lead, and to empower others to see as we see; to &amp;quot;See as they are seen, and know as they are known&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you all. Have another great week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8647549899906164031?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8647549899906164031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8647549899906164031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8647549899906164031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8647549899906164031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/03/epistle-3310.html' title='Epistle - 3.3.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8271504913199873694</id><published>2010-02-24T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:52:15.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 2.24.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things are picking up in the area.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last transfer all of my prayers and desires were focused on ONE thing, just getting New Investigators. I just wanted people to teach and everything was dedicated to that purpose. Now, this transfer, the area is up to a healthy point, and we can start thinking about getting Investigators to church and committing to baptism and all of that. It&amp;#39;s a fun proccess to watch an area come from __dead__ to ^^sky high^^. Having a good time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Derreck is planning on coming with his whole family to church on Sunday. He and his Uncle and Girlfriend and 4 kids all live in a trailer park, working their way out of deep Anacostia so his kids aren&amp;#39;t exposed to the stuff he&amp;#39;s gone through. Cool family, wanting to better their lives.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tom is a cool 20 year old kid who is curious about religions, and is very intrigued by the idea that he can pray about our message and receive an answer from God. He drove himself to church last Sunday by himself, and wants to try going to institute. Really cool guy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Basically, we have people to teach, and that&amp;#39;s what I love to do, so we&amp;#39;re happy. Good times in the mision.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The snow is melting, everywhere is a swamp, but we&amp;#39;re happy to see that stuff go. We&amp;#39;ve had enough of it for the next 4 winters!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love you all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8271504913199873694?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8271504913199873694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8271504913199873694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8271504913199873694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8271504913199873694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-22410.html' title='Epistle - 2.24.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3179104261041273020</id><published>2010-02-17T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:03:18.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 2.17.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;Good morning everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;I think I owe you a good letter, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;My new e-mail account is working, so here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;Transfers are today, I&amp;#39;m currently in the Family History Center in the Stake Center next to the temple. I am staying in White Plains and receiving Elder Gorringe, who is from Utah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;The last weeks have been very abnormal. Lots of shoveling. Not a lot of ties, if you know what I mean. It&amp;#39;s been fun to do a lot of service though. One of our members calls it the &amp;quot;Ammon Principle&amp;quot;, referring to one of the missionaries in the Book of Mormon. Meaning that Service comes first, then converting. Our first job out here is servants, and when something like this happens the first priority is helping everyone, so that&amp;#39;s what we do. It&amp;#39;s been fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve had some interesting experiences lately that have caused me to think, and I&amp;#39;ll share some musings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;I went to visit a younger lady in the ward, who joined the church a couple years ago because of her friends. Now her friends are all off to BYU or missions, and she&amp;#39;s quit coming to church. We discussed her testimony and she claimed to still have a strong testimony. We discussed her need for the church and the sacrament and she claimed to have an understanding of that. We discussed how God would like her to come to church so he could bless her, and she claimed to understand that. We talked of the Plan of Salvation and the importance of doing all in this life to prepare for the eternities, and how she can start with such baby steps as starting to read the scriptures and pray again. After a good length of some of the best teaching I may have ever done, she looked at me and said &amp;quot;I understand all that you&amp;#39;ve said, but I just don&amp;#39;t want to make any changes right now&amp;quot; All I could do was look at her and say &amp;quot;Sister, for your sake, I sincerely hope you don&amp;#39;t understand. Because if you did that would be one of the saddest things I&amp;#39;ve ever heard.&amp;quot; And we left. Defeated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;As I left I was full of anger. I was mad! I wasn&amp;#39;t mad at myself for perceived failure, I&amp;#39;d done my best, the spirit had been strong. I wasn&amp;#39;t mad at her knowing that I have no right to judge her actions. No, I was mad at Lucifer. That old trickster. I was mad at him. And I realized something in a way I&amp;#39;d never really thought of it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;We know that, in the eternal run of things, Lucifer loses, God wins. Bad fails and Good prevails. However, the problem is that the war we&amp;#39;re in isn&amp;#39;t a battle for the whole world, it&amp;#39;s a battle for each individual soul, and in THAT battle, sometimes, he DOES win. Sometimes he DOES drag someone down, and that&amp;#39;s the tragedy. He can&amp;#39;t win the world or any of that, but he can continue to do that which he did before this world ever was, he can continue to satisfy his prideful desire to drag others of father&amp;#39;s children down to his own level of misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;When we realize that the war being fought is for each individual soul, how does that change the way we fight? Well, let&amp;#39;s think of one of the teachings of Christ. To leave the 99 sheep and find the 1 that is lost. If the battle were for the 100 sheep, that makes no sense. It only makes sense because that battle isn&amp;#39;t for 100 sheep, the battle is for each single individual one of the 100 sheep. If 99 are safe and one is in danger, we are to go right out from the 99 and find the 1 that needs us. THAT is where the Lord needs us to be placed in the battle, THAT is where he wants our efforts concentrated. The 1 that is lost. The 1 that is hangs down weary, the 1 that is about to fall. Place yourselves there, and the Lord will use you to bring his miracles forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;Those are my thoughts today my friends. Go and be a servant, for you are just as much in his service as am I, you just have more distractions (lucky me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;I love you all. Please be well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt"&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3179104261041273020?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3179104261041273020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3179104261041273020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3179104261041273020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3179104261041273020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-21710.html' title='Epistle - 2.17.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5676432221104966634</id><published>2010-02-11T14:57:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:57:16.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 2.11.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello Again Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I keep putting off a good detailed epistle, but more computer problems trying to get updated to the new e-mail system. I appologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been getting snow. Lots of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing shoveling. Lots of shoveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty good summary of the past week. We've had a lot of fun. Each day a different member offers to come pick us up and take us to shovel friends neighbors etc. We get more tired each day it seems and yet still manage to keep going, and I guess that's the miracle of it all =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a very interesting day, since it was a fast sunday. I've had many fast sundays in my life, and I often get a good headache, and that's while just sitting around. One would expect that a day spent shoveling would make the body feel even worse, and yet, I think of all my fast sundays this left me feeling the least hungry. I think that was my little miracle for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, transfers is next week. Who knows where I'll be and I'll let you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5676432221104966634?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5676432221104966634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5676432221104966634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5676432221104966634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5676432221104966634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-21110.html' title='Epistle - 2.11.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6110261426059422100</id><published>2010-02-11T14:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:57:08.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 1.20.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been GORGEOUS! I mean gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last several days have been mid to high 50's, with the sun's effect probably bringing it up to mid 60's, and sunny. Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has had a lot of organizing. We went through all of the records of former investigators, put a huge chunk of them on a call sheet for the Sisters at the Visitor's Center Call Center, kept a couple really promising ones for us to go check on (Two of which we've already met and set up appointments with) and especially found a good amount of records of Member's friends who had just sort of fizzled out. So, when we went to church on Sunday I had a list of 5 or 6 members that I just bee-lined over to and asked them about their friend, daughter-in-law, Daughters who are living with their mother, etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden an area where I was told I'd have to tract all day and the members wouldn't help has a lot of member missionary work! Fun =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life out here is really great. I hope all of you are also doing wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this ward had one family sealed in the temple last month, a couple getting sealed in the temple next month (Converts), and another man who's going to get his endowment in 3 months. VERY fun to watch. We missionaries mostly get to be around to see the first covenants happen, it's encouraging to see people that actually made it to the next step, so we know it can happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6110261426059422100?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6110261426059422100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6110261426059422100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6110261426059422100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6110261426059422100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-12009.html' title='Epistle - 1.20.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4133278102067278250</id><published>2010-02-11T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:57:01.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 1.13.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now settling in to Waldorf, MD. Waldorf is famous for having EVERYTHING. Any store, restaurant, whatever you want you can find it here. That makes it a fun place for P-Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward is pretty cool. The Ward Council is all very solid, and do lots of visiting and such, which is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our apartment is very nice. Clean and new. That's nice. Our roomates are also good and a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in to this area I'm having a lot of work to do, which is interesting. I believe the Elder I replaced didn't understand very well the principle of Stewardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the records in the area are a mess. The Teaching Records, Potential Investigator Forms, the Area Map, the Ward Directory, all are out of date and poorly kept. He spent most of his time last transfer knocking on doors, thinking he was being a very hardworking missionary, but did almost 0 followup on those who had already said they'd be interested in us coming by sometime. I've come to understand on my mission that unless we take care of what the Lord has given us, he has no reason to give us more. So we are organizing, following up, visiting, calling, setting up appointments, and then in our extra time after all we can do with the contacts the Lord has already given us, we will knock doors and seek more. I believe this will yield great success in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well in MD. Hope all is well with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4133278102067278250?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4133278102067278250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4133278102067278250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4133278102067278250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4133278102067278250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-11310.html' title='Epistle - 1.13.10'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7389881690214174435</id><published>2010-02-11T14:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:56:52.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 12.30.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;The Final Epistle of 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a wonderful holiday. Mom, Dad, Rich, Bert, Mary it was wonderful to talk to all of you! Max we'll be catching up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances at the Festival of Lights went well. Christmas Eve we had two performances, with about 400 and 300 people respectively, and then did a third bonus show for about 90 people. Christmas Day we did the two for about 300 each, and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny to actually have my voice warmed up again. After the second show on Christmas Eve and before the Third my voice had a familiar feeling to it.. it felt good! I don't think I've really have my voice warmed up since I came out here. There just isn't time and it isn't a priority. Good to know I still love singing though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my companion Elder Thompson just received word that he'll be flying to his permanent mission in Suriname next Tuesday. Apparently his Visa has gone through. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking this week about Covenants. We enter in to several covenants with God. We make a Covenant through the Ordinances of Baptism and Confirmation, and we enter in to several other covenants in The Temple. Of all of our covenants, however, there is something unique about our first covenant, baptism. The unique piece of that covenant is that it is, so far as I know, the only covenant which we renew. I found this interesting since it is NOT the only one that, due to our imperfection, we can not fully keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pondering of this lead to an answer that satisfied me. One of the things promised to us by God through the Baptismal Covenant is a remission of our sins, meaning through the merits and mercy of the atonement of Jesus Christ we are restored to a state at which, through the eyes of God, it is as if we had never sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in consideration I realized that if our Baptismal Covenant is truly renewed, our cleansed state is also restored, and as pertaining to any other covenant we have not fully lived up to, it is, in the eyes of God, as if we had never broken it, and thus there is no need to renew any other covenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that made more sense in my head than in this e-mail. But hopefully you get what I'm trying to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pretty Greg Olsen calendar at the bookstore today for 2010. It's weird to think that 5 of those pretty pictures will be on display on the other side of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all! HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7389881690214174435?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7389881690214174435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7389881690214174435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7389881690214174435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7389881690214174435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-123009.html' title='Epistle - 12.30.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7472104412702502855</id><published>2010-02-11T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:56:41.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 1.6.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a very happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been transferred again. I am now in the White Plains I ward in the Suitland Stake. Not quite the South tip of the mission, but close. It's a lot different than my previous area which was the North Border of the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know a lot about where I am so I'll have to keep you more updated in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very short on time this week as someone let us in to the Family History Center and he's waiting (Sort of Patiently) for us to finish =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new companion is Elder Hung. My previous companion (Elder Luk) was companions with him in the MTC. He seems like a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Expect more next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7472104412702502855?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7472104412702502855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7472104412702502855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7472104412702502855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7472104412702502855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-1609.html' title='Epistle - 1.6.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1794981732320294148</id><published>2010-02-11T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:56:31.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 12.23.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when you're a missionary, the Christmas season doesn't effect you quite the same way, because we always think of Christ year round. However, one of the joys of this season is seeing the effect it has on the hearts of those we work and interact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nearly every faith this time is a time of gratitude. A time of thanksgiving and reflection upon all that which a greater power hath bestowed upon us. We are brought to a rememberance of the mercy of that great God which gave us life, and filled with a feeling of wonder and awe as we contemplate his nature and very essence; as we recognize his love in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a special glimpse into gratitude as I have watched my companion, Elder Luk, enjoy his first experience with snow. I have always loved snow, but have gained a new appreciation for it as I've seen the wonder it inspires in one who has never seen or experienced it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, and it is my Christmas wish that through the hustle and bustle of this busy Christmas season, you each find a moment to stand still and remember the birth of an infant over two millenia ago, and with wonder and awe thank God for the greatest gift ever given. His Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1794981732320294148?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1794981732320294148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1794981732320294148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1794981732320294148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1794981732320294148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2010/02/epistle-122309.html' title='Epistle - 12.23.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4122146757863418647</id><published>2009-12-16T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:18:45.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 12.16.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is continuing apace. My car now also has new front tires. My apartment has picked up the Magic Bullet Strawberry Bananna smoothie breakfast tradition that I used to do in Derwood. I've discovered that Grape Nuts are actually pretty delicious after a sudden urge to live The Word of Wisdom a little more fully, And my voice is now almost back to normal after losing it completely last Wednesday night while I was sleeping. ("Hey, Where'd I put that thing anyways?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun experience yesterday. We had a pretty empty day, with really nothing to do all afternoon, so we were going to go check on some people and see if we could find them home (People we'd talked to before or Members of the church who don't come out very often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the second or third place we went, we were walking down a stairwell in an apartment complex and a man was coming out of his apartment. Elder Luk said hello to him and asked if he'd ever spoken to missionaries like us before. The man replied that he was a member and was new to the ward. I asked him "So when did you move in?" He answered "Well... I'm trying to right now". We asked if we could help and he said if we wanted to. So we took off our suit coats and went to see the situation. He had rented the Truck at 7:30 Monday morning, and had finished packing past midnight, when only 2 people showed up to help him and they didn't really know what they were doing. He had then driven his truck from Connecticut to Northern Maryland and had only just arrived and gotten the key to his apartment when we ran in to him at 12:30pm Tuesday. So he had been up about 30 hours, had eaten some oatmeal and a granola bar, had just arrived with a truck full of stuff and had no one to help him unload. Needless to say it was a not so small miracle we arrived when we did. We called up the French Elder in the ward and asked them what they were up to. They said they were on their way to help a member rake some leaves. I told them that was perfect that they were already in service clothes, and that they should probably call the member and tell him the situation we were in and he'd probably let them come help us. We then spent about 5 hours moving all of this mans stuff in to his apartment, just in time to make it to our next appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun to be On the Lord's Errand. We arrive exactly where we're supposed to be when we're supposed to be there and Elder Luk felt prompted to talk to just the man that needed to see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love each of you and hope you have a very good Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4122146757863418647?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4122146757863418647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4122146757863418647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4122146757863418647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4122146757863418647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/12/epistle-121609.html' title='Epistle - 12.16.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8151197987215881378</id><published>2009-12-09T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:18:18.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 12.9.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Howdy Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is short today. We have to be at the Bishop's house in one hour for dinner, and we haven't shopped for Groceries yet. Then another hour and we need to be at the car dealership to pick up our Malibu, and 15 minutes later we need to be at our apartment to meet a member who's going out with us tonight to meet a couple people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only way to keep this night on schedule is prayer power, can I get an Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Mission life is still awesome. The Church is still true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another new Elder with me now, Elder Thompson showed up 2 weeks in to the transfer straight from the MTC. He's waiting for his Visa to go to the West Indies to speak Dutch in Suriname. Pretty cool. He's from Salt Lake and is really tall. He can dunk (We played some Ball this morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Elder Thompson is straight from the MTC and Elder Luk has been out 2 months, and my roomates go home in 4 weeks and 10 weeks respectively, and I'm sort of in the middle. Diverse apartment, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. I'm happy and healthy, and pray that you are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8151197987215881378?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8151197987215881378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8151197987215881378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8151197987215881378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8151197987215881378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/12/epistle-12909.html' title='Epistle - 12.9.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7919862415508328717</id><published>2009-11-27T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:38:34.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle 11.25.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been transferred. I'm now in the Gaithersburg area. I live in the same appartment I did when I was in Montgomery Village, so it's familiar, but I'm also doing something entirely new, I'm in my first Car area, so that should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My companion is Elder Luk. He is from Hong Kong and this is his second transfer. President did something new this transfer, he moved all of the trainers around with each other's trainees. I'm with Elder Kelly's "kid", Elder Kelly is with Elder Hawke's "kid" and Elder Hawkes is with Elder Levie's "kid". My trainee, Elder Grady is with a SOLID Elder named Elder Chandler, great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun in my 3 months return to the Inner City. The DC 3rd ward is one of President Mansell's favorite wards, and we had an All-Star district. Absolutely NO weak links, all just trying to keep up with each other, the best it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great out here. It really is. I wish all of you could see the world the way we see it, completely removed from distraction and care, we see the world as nothing more than Man's relationship with God, and everything else is just a distraction from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, I wish the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7919862415508328717?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7919862415508328717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7919862415508328717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7919862415508328717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7919862415508328717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/11/epistle-112509.html' title='Epistle 11.25.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2571311587198620599</id><published>2009-11-19T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:38:19.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 11.18.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfers is next week. Call outs is this coming Monday. I'd say chances are 50-50 I stay/go. I'm really not sure what is going to happen. makes life exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Walker, of the 1st quorum of the 70 was in our mission this week, and addressed us at zone conference. It was a very neat experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things he talked about was in response to the fact that many of our missionaries are headed home soon, so he spoke a little about going home, and said something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something along the lines of, "People will tell you that it is impossible to keep your spirituality as high as it is here on your mission. They will say that it is not reasonible to try to keep the spirit that much. This is a LIE. Satan wants you to believe that you can't have the spirit with you all the time when you get home. If you do the things that bring the spirit, and avoid the things that drive the spirit away, you will have the spirit with you just as you do here. In fact, it might be even MORE important for you to have it when you get home, because you will be making critical life decisions, and you will be exposed to a lot more temptation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was a very interesting thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another thought that was my own musings about Elder Walker, and about our mission. This transfer another large group of Elders will leave. Several of the Elders that are leaving have been pillars of this mission during their time here. In my own words, they are our "Heroes" they are the missionaries that we have looked to as examples this whole time, and they are leaving. They will soon all be gone, and the weight of the mission will fall on my generation. We will need to be the heroes to inspire the next generation of missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now missions have the funny habit of being full of parallels with real life, packed into a condensed form in 2 years. Which is where Elder Walker came in to the thought. We in my generation have grown up with "Heroes" to look to. President Hinckley, President Monson. All of the brethren of the 12. We look to them as examples of how we can apply the gospel of Jesus Christ in our lives. We now that Jesus Christ is the perfect example, and in fact he is actually the example of being an example. Those who follow the example of Christ, become examples for those around them. They stand and do what he Himself would do, and show others the way towards Him. Now these men, who have been our heroes and examples, will eventually be gone. There will come a day when all of the church leaders I've known from my youth will be gone, and it will fall to MY generation, to US, to bear the weight of the kingdom. We will need to be the Apostles, the 70's, the Bishops, the Stake Presidents, the Mission Presidents, the Gospel Doctrine Teachers, the Ward Organists, the Primary Presidents. We will need to fill the kingdom with leadership, and if we don't, it will collapse. We will be the tools God has put in place, and we will have to do our parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of musings this week. Remember this though, Christ is the example of being an example. He showed us how to show others how. Christianity does not implode, it explodes. It starts by changing the very core of your being, and then procedes outwards to bless and touch as many people as you possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep being great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2571311587198620599?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2571311587198620599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2571311587198620599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2571311587198620599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2571311587198620599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/11/epistle-111809.html' title='Epistle - 11.18.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1212126514555804677</id><published>2009-11-11T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:37:47.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 11.11.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Date is WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. How are all of you doing? I hope well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been another fun week in the life. There are two weeks left in the transfer, it has just flown by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I'm about out of time, but know that life out here is amazing, I'm having a blast, learning a lot, and growing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we will be ushering at an Inter-Faith concert, and that should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1212126514555804677?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1212126514555804677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1212126514555804677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1212126514555804677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1212126514555804677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/11/epistle-111109.html' title='Epistle - 11.11.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5168788627529342501</id><published>2009-11-04T10:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:37:34.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 11.4.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful week in the exciting land of DC. The weather is starting to cool down here, reaching below freezing at night out in the suburbs, but staying in the 40's at night here in down town. Down town is definitely the place to be in the winter, staying a pretty constant 10 degrees warmer than out in the suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week apparently I was just doing far too well when I e-mailed you, so I made sure to balance it out by getting sick again. Another fever, this time grabbing Some Tylenol Cold and Airborne, instead of last time's Sudafed PE (I've got to have variety in life!) and a Friday spent getting some paperwork done inside with a fleece on and voila I'm back and having fun again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'll share another funny miracle story with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was Fast Sunday, where we go without food and drink until dinner time to come closer to God, and Sunday night was a Family Home Evening at President Mansell's house, and we ended up not having any time to eat before heading off to President Mansell's house. We brought Amanuel, who was confirmed Oct. 25th, and his wife and daughter came, who have not yet begun investigating the church so that was a big deal. We also invited another Ethiopian we're working with named Dawit. When we went to pick up Dawit we ended up having to park across a busy street from his house. I called him and told him to come across the street and we were waiting for him, then I stood outside the car so he could see me when he left his house. Right as he got to the street corner a whole pack of cars came from both directions. We were running late, and in my state of fasting an image of Moses parting the red sea came to mind, so I said a quick prayer in my heart, asking God to part these cars as He had parted the Red Sea for Moses long ago, so that we could get going since we were already late. I looked to my left just as the traffic light there turned yellow. I looked to my right, this one was a bit more stubborn, the flashing crosswalk signal was still at 2 seconds, but obediently counted down 2, 1, 0, yellow light. Looked to my left, red light. Looked to my right, red light. Not 3 seconds after that silent prayer Dawit crossed the street and we went off to our Family Home Evening. Coincidence? You can think so if you like. I'll play it safe and call it a miracle, wouldn't want to write off anything God does for fear of condemnation, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all is lovely in lovely Washington DC. We have a General Authority coming in a couple weeks (One of the 70), so that should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Keep me posted on life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5168788627529342501?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5168788627529342501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5168788627529342501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5168788627529342501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5168788627529342501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/11/epistle-11409.html' title='Epistle - 11.4.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-9046418565129315260</id><published>2009-10-28T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:14:54.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 10.28.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything here is going well. To share the best experience of the week I'm going to copy and paste an excerpt from my weekly letter to my Mission President, in the interest of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had an amazing experience. Two appointments dogged us, so we went to our backup of tracting a street on the other side of our area at 7:00 at night in the rain. We finished one side of the block, and at the corner on the other side was a church building. The house next to it wasn't on the property of the church, but it was a very nice looking house, and seemed like it just might be the preacher. With a grin and a bit of a joke about how we could convert the whole congregation by getting the preacher, we knocked on the door, only to have it answered by an older white man in ordinary clothes, but with a cross hanging from his neck. It turns out his name is Norm, and he is a Presbyterian minister. We sat down and I asked him some friendly questions about his denomination and the organization of his faith, very aware of my role as an official representative of our church, and knowing my duty to convey our respect for our Christian brethren. After a few minutes of that he said "now tell me about your church, you've very politely listened to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very briefly outlined the basics of Christ's church, apostasy and restoration, and he commented "Oh if you had said you were Latter-Day-Saints I would have recognized you, I just didn't know the name of this "Munson" you spoke about" I explained he was the 16th president of the church and prophet of this dispensation (And that his name was Monson!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he had any questions that he wanted answers, intending for him to ask about our faith. He took the question differently and started detailing some details in the Bible he was searching for answers about. Specifially he referenced a time when it says within the councils of heaven an angel agrees to put a lying spirit within 400 prophets to send King Ahab to his death, that confused him, and he talked a little bit about his wondering if Everyone was saved or not, and specifically voiced his wonder about people who never hear about Christ. I bore my testimony to him that there were answers within our message, and God wanted him to have them. I asked him how, if God wanted him to know the answers, would God tell him. He answered through revelation. I agreed and asked, In the case of King Ahab how did God reveal the truth to him? And he answered "By sending a prophet". I again bore testimony that God had sent a prophet to us to answer all these things, and brought out The Book of Mormon, asking him what he knew of its origins. He explained he knew about the golden plates and translation in to English by God's power. I shared the promise from Moroni Chapter 10 with him and he explained he had heard the verses before, and had in fact received his first copy of the Book of Mormon while in High School. He explained he couldn't promise to reading the Book a lot because of how busy he was, and readily agreed when I suggested that we leave a couple of chapters. We left Alma 32 and 3 Nephi 11, and committed him to read them before we came to see him again and pray in the name of Christ to know whether they were true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this was the scariest, most intimidating experience I've yet had in my mission. It was made more scary because he was honestly listening to us, not simply rejecting what we had to say. That meant that we honestly had an opportunity to teach him, and I was terrified that I wouldn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared as I was, with a fervent prayer for guidance in my heart I spoke with a clarity and conviction, teaching in a way so perfectly situated, linking together every concern he had raised that I could never claim the words as my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was biking home from that appointment that I was filled with a desire to be ever worthy of such experiences, and to stay clean from the world. I wanted to do it for Norm, and I wanted to do it for however many others I may yet be able to touch in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stand today President, I feel very good.&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was one of the more exciting experiences of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Amanuel was confirmed last Sunday. He is ready to go and help us teach all of the Ethiopians here. We run in to a TON of ethiopians, many of which speak very little English. We have been telling President Mansell that we need an Amharic program but in the meantime now we have Amanuel on our side, a man who truly fell in love with the Book of Mormon. He told us once, "Every time I read this book, I feel happy!" And on the day of his baptism he said, "Today is a very good day in my life". Yes it is Amanuel, yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. I hope you are all doing at least half as well as I am doing, because if you were you'd all be having a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-9046418565129315260?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9046418565129315260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=9046418565129315260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9046418565129315260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9046418565129315260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/10/epistle-102809.html' title='Epistle - 10.28.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1200289627093103097</id><published>2009-10-17T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:14:18.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 10.16.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new companion. His name is Elder Grady, from Bountiful, Utah. He seems like a very good guy, and I'm excited to work with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also means another transfer in the City, on a Bike, in the Winter. Bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been crazy lately. Tuesday was about 70, and Wednesday was about 50, and no that is not an exaggeration. 20 degrees temperature drop in 24 hours, plus rain. Lots of rain. In the spring we had the short torrential downpours that stopped, now we're getting a more Seattle rain. lighter but constant. Actually the weather has been reminding me of Seattle a lot, which is sort of nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanuel was baptized last Saturday, which was a wonderful service. He was so well prepared. Plans are he will be confirmed on Sunday, but we'll see, his life is not easy and he is not in complete control of his schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also committed two new people to baptism on Tuesday, Tamika, a 22ish year old mother of one, and Shanea, a 24ish year old mother of two. Their dates are for November first and eighth respectively. They will both have to put a lot of work in to prepare, but I am absolutely confident the Lord will prepare the way when they do their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, and appreciate all your support.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize my epistles are not as long as they might be, but as many of you are aware we do have time limits for time spent e-mailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1200289627093103097?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1200289627093103097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1200289627093103097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1200289627093103097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1200289627093103097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/10/epistle-101609.html' title='Epistle - 10.16.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3186729700568951111</id><published>2009-10-08T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:14:03.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 10.7.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Welcome to October friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been dealing with a bit of sickness in my apartment, but I've developed a loving relationship with Sudafed, and all seems to be going OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Conference was incredible. I really enjoyed it. After the Saturday Morning session of General Conference Amanuel, whom we've been working with, said that he didn't want to keep waiting to be baptized, and wanted to know why it couldn't be sooner. So we said it could be sooner, and he will now be baptized next Saturday. He just had his interview yesterday and was found ready. Fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the "Death Temple Trip" meaning all the missionaries who are going home next week went to the temple, +their companions, +a bunch of other missionaries that show up just to see the departing missionaries for the last time. There were a lot of Elders but it was a great experience. I love the Temple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, next week P-Day and Transfers will be on Friday, Oct. 16th, instead of the usual Wednesday. This is because President Mansell is busy hosting a Mission President's conference in our Visitor's Center. So you won't be hearing from me until next Friday. Hope you can last the extra two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most important part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;You are in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3186729700568951111?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3186729700568951111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3186729700568951111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3186729700568951111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3186729700568951111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/10/epistle-10709.html' title='Epistle - 10.7.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2936274790399117718</id><published>2009-09-30T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:37:49.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 9.30.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Tomorrow is October 1st, and will mark one full year in the mission field. It will also mark 10 months and 3 days left in the mission field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leads me to ponder: Have I changed? How have I changed? Have I changed enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose time will tell the answers to those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Milne has been keeping remarkedly good focus as the end of his mission looms near, I've been very impressed that he has continued to function in full measure as a missionary ought to, many missionaries do not do nearly so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a metaphor earlier this week that disturbed me. It was a very accurate metaphorical representation of an ideology that I have seen quite frequently on my mission, and to me it illustrated how strange the idea is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman on the street told us that she didn't like any church that taught there was only one true church. To illustrate her thinking she said, "When I want to buy groceries I go to safeway, if they don't have what I want I go to Giant, or Shopper, or Aldi's, or Albertsons. Sometimes I get some things from one, and some things from another depending on the sales. That's like churches, everyone finds the one that works best for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that not everyone that reads these e-mails are members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I do not in any way mean to offend anyone. But to lower the sacred bread of life, which is the gospel of Jesus Christ; to debase the Living Water which is his teachings to the level of common groceries offends me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Christian, Jew, or anyone who respects the Bible could realize the absurdity if, when Moses came off the mount with the 10 commandments, the people told him they didn't like the commandments he had brought, and wanted him to make up some different ones, or they were going to go find another prophet to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Christian would realize how foolish it would've been for the Galatians or Ephesians to, having receieved the epistles written to them in the New Testament, turn around and say "We don't like you're teachings, we're going to go find somet other apostles who teach the way we like"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask anyone to explain to me, or to themselves, or to God what has changed. Why would it be acceptable for people today to shop around and find a preacher that teaches the way they like. Why today would MEN choose those who should preach the gospel, when throughout the entire history of this earth that choice has been made by God alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my testimony that today God is still God, and he is still choosing his servants to send to his people, and that in the year 1820 a young boy by the name of Joseph Smith was chosen by the God of Israel, The God of Jacob, Issac, and Abraham, to be raised up as an authorized prophet to the nations of this earth, through whom the priesthood authority of Jesus Christ was restored, the only authority by which any church may be governed and lead in righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, it is not my desire to offend in the least. But because I love you, I would ask you to humble yourselves before the Lord and start asking God these questions in prayer, and be open to the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is too precious a gift to be casually slid in to. We must take these things seriously, or the consequences will be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appologize for no funny stories this week. My mind is deep in thought, and my heart is troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I love you all. If there is anything I can do for you, explain for you, or pray for you about please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend and servant,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2936274790399117718?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2936274790399117718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2936274790399117718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2936274790399117718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2936274790399117718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/epistle-93009.html' title='Epistle - 9.30.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1864398584883246284</id><published>2009-09-23T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:37:41.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 9.23.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy last week of September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in the mission is going well! We're half way through the transfer, Elder Milne is doing very well keeping his focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammanuel, the Ethiopian man has a new Baptismal Date of Oct. 25th. He's having trouble coming to church because he gets called in to work and he needs the money bad. He and his wife and one of his daughters are here in the states so his daughter can get a new kidney. She's on dialysis right now. He left 3 children back home in Ethiopia. Rough situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana Smith is also on date for the 25th of October, and hopefully two of her 3 children will also be on date after tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work is going well. It's always so much fun working in the District, people are so ready to change their lives for the better. They've seen where worldly ways lead, and they want something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my roommates, Elder Chandler, got his bike stolen. Poor guy. He got his stolen the same way, and probably by the same kids as stole my companion, Elder Milne's, bike a couple months ago. They both left it leaning up against a tree while they were 10-15 feet away talking to someone on their porch. The moment they turn their back the kids just jump on it and ride off. Can't possibly catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better lock my bike up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what all to update you on this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I suppose there is one thing. I got a call on Friday and got asked to sing another Musical Number at the Why I Believe Fireside on Sunday night. It's in the same theater as the Nights of Music and Inspiration I often do, but those normally have around 40-50 people, and the Why I Believes normally have ~3-400. This was a fairly small Why I Believe but it still turned out to be a couple hundred people, which was fun. I sang a duet with Elder Chandler, who was in the BYU Men's Chorus, and Elders Killpack and Katsenbach played a duet accompaniment on the piano they made up for Come Come Ye Saints. Neither of them can read music, but they are very talented at playing by ear so it was an interesting, sort of pop version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, I really do appreciate your prayers, drop me a letter and let me know how life is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1864398584883246284?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1864398584883246284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1864398584883246284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1864398584883246284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1864398584883246284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/epistle-92309.html' title='Epistle - 9.23.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-9200865786589121482</id><published>2009-09-16T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:37:32.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 9.16.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good day friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a Mission Sports Day. For the first time ever the entire mission got together to play some sports. Normally there is an anual half mission sports day, where the south half of the mission gets together, and the north half of the mission gets together, but today ALL of us were together. It was huge! and a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some uplifting stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first takes place Sunday night. The week had gone a little rough. We hadn't really had a single teaching appointment hold, we hadn't gotten any new people to work with, things were looking pretty grim. So we prayed a lot about where the lord would have us go on Sunday night. We felt like we should go to the very north part of our area, so we decided to go check on an inactive member up there, and talk to everyone on the way. Now you also need to understand that the north part of our area is very rich, and rich people generally don't like seeing us around very much. But it's what we felt, so we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we met some awesome people, who were obviously placed in our path, it was amazing. Then we reached the house of the inactive member we were going to check on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a beautiful home with LOTS of windows, and a big glass front door. We went up to the door and knocked. After waiting a couple moments a man walked around the corner inside, but turned left into the kitchen instead of looking to the right at the door, so he seemed to not have heard our knock. The interesting part was that the man was wearing a T-Shirt... and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point the brain enters a bit of shock. What do we do? This is the man we came to see... but... (or perhaps "butt" would be the truer word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my companion made a quick decision. He turned around and hissed "RUN.". We quietly and quickly booked it off his porch, onto our bikes, and laughed hysterically all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WAIT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that was very spiritually uplifting. (But it was funny right? =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll move on to Monday then. My companion and are were biking along Missouri Ave, when my companion heard a lady call to us from her porch to our right, He stopped and we turned around to see her running off her porch after us. She turned out to be an amazing lady named Nita, who is so prepared to receive the gospel. She was open and listened to what we had to say and liked everything. She's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's where it gets sort of interesting. We were only going on that street on our way home from an appointment. That appointment ended up being REALLY short because the man couldn't let us in the house because it wasn't his and the owner doesn't like us. Nita was about to leave for the library when she saw us. If the appointment had gone longer, we wouldn't have caught her, and if the appointment hadn't existed, we never would've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I didn't hear Nita call out to us. At all. And I have pretty good hearing. My companion DID hear Nita call to us from our right side. My companion is almost completely deaf in his right ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fascinating to me how many little miracles we could miss in life if we don't watch for them carefully. They happen in the simplest tender mercies are heavenly father grants to us, but the culmination of all of these little miracles, if observed, can nourish our testimony to higher plains than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. I appreciate all your prayers and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe. Be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-9200865786589121482?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9200865786589121482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=9200865786589121482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9200865786589121482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9200865786589121482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/epistle-91609.html' title='Epistle - 9.16.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5007747361859951033</id><published>2009-09-05T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:26:08.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Pictures of the Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few more pictures. Again, explanations will follow when I have them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbvgFPsGI/AAAAAAAAIaw/FlTZz0d032A/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+087-754886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172882890240098" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbvgFPsGI/AAAAAAAAIaw/FlTZz0d032A/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+087-754886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwHdSShI/AAAAAAAAIa4/ESMawwKWSr0/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+182-756764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172893460056594" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwHdSShI/AAAAAAAAIa4/ESMawwKWSr0/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+182-756764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have an explanation for these tennis shots. Apparently, the boys used the Bear's camera, set on Continuous Shot mode and shot part of a tennis game. One picture every 1/2 second. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;600 of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luckily, Papa Bear edited it down and just sent us these two. Thanks, Papa Bear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwm_XrhI/AAAAAAAAIbA/_IdJiZP6ieY/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+431-758278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172901924515346" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwm_XrhI/AAAAAAAAIbA/_IdJiZP6ieY/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+431-758278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwyAeQxI/AAAAAAAAIbI/RjFgDOrRgh0/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+601-759571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172904881931026" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbwyAeQxI/AAAAAAAAIbI/RjFgDOrRgh0/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+601-759571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbxZaVuiI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/qgX7fZCe60Q/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+614-761260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172915459406370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbxZaVuiI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/qgX7fZCe60Q/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+614-761260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And life is spiffy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5007747361859951033?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5007747361859951033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5007747361859951033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5007747361859951033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5007747361859951033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-of-bear.html' title='Pictures of the Bear'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbvgFPsGI/AAAAAAAAIaw/FlTZz0d032A/s72-c/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+087-754886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5443512907488731090</id><published>2009-09-05T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:23:23.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A Few Good Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I can't wait to get a few explanations for these pictures...but can I just say that our Mr. Bear is looking rather fabulous. And happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;And did I mention he looks fabulous??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Without further ado....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbk0vBcTI/AAAAAAAAIaY/mypBf9kevPk/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+732-711254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172699455615282" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbk0vBcTI/AAAAAAAAIaY/mypBf9kevPk/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+732-711254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oooh....big guy in a black shirt!&lt;/em&gt; (Is that supposed to be The Rock??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMblZH3XII/AAAAAAAAIag/jPib4OldkgE/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+740-713386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172709223488642" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMblZH3XII/AAAAAAAAIag/jPib4OldkgE/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+740-713386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our bear...singing something. In front of lots of people, no doubt. And sounding fabulous. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMblw4NDxI/AAAAAAAAIao/YCfV6JyQmzA/s1600-h/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+720-715395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378172715600252690" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMblw4NDxI/AAAAAAAAIao/YCfV6JyQmzA/s320/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+720-715395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5443512907488731090?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5443512907488731090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5443512907488731090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5443512907488731090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5443512907488731090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-good-pictures.html' title='A Few Good Pictures'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SqMbk0vBcTI/AAAAAAAAIaY/mypBf9kevPk/s72-c/Ted+Pictures+9-2009+Transfer+732-711254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8763093293029899353</id><published>2009-09-02T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:29:12.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 9.2.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been transferred! I am now back in the District, this time up in North East. We live in the RittenHouse, which supposedly used to be a well known place? I don't know... It's really nice though. It's the only missionary appartment that has computers to e-mail at in the building! That's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the District, I am, of course, still on a bike. I'm getting my money's worth out of that thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday I'll be singing in another Night of Music and Inspiration, but my accompaniest got transferred to the southern tip of the mission (Lexington Park), so a last minute accompaniest change to Elder Sheffield (He's the one who accompanied me in a musical number in the MTC)... that will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being new to the area I don't know a whole lot about what's going on, but I hear we're going to have baptisms this transfer so I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8763093293029899353?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8763093293029899353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8763093293029899353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8763093293029899353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8763093293029899353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/09/epistle-9209.html' title='Epistle - 9.2.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2093032482420555666</id><published>2009-08-26T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:28:53.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 8.26.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness life has been interesting this past week. Having two areas temporarily combined for 3 weeks is a very strange experience. We are constantly just running everywhere. Never a dull moment. We thought we were having a dull moment last night and then a member of the ward called us and said "Hey when are you guys going to get here for dinner?" Oh... of course we new we had a dinner appointment tonight... we're on our way! Be there in.. 10 minutes? Oh yes. Never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfers is next week, meaning call out monday is this coming monday. It is always an exciting time to see what might happen. Here comes my prediction, which is normally wrong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Frizzell has two transfers left. Normally your last two transfers are spent in your "Death Area" an area where you will be happy and able to work a lot and enjoy the end of your mission. This complicates things because Elder Frizzell's companion is gone, so he would need to show the area to a new person. Normally I would assume both Elder Levie and I are staying together in the Derwood East area, BUT, I think the most logical thing to do would be to put Elder Frizzell in a fun death area, move me to Olney with a new companion, and give Elder Levie a new companion in Derwood East.  We'll see what happens but there's Elder Adams's prediction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm about out of time. This P-Day is very rushed due to an appointment that will cut our P-Day short by a couple hours (When it's only 8 in the first place!) but I suppose the work is the work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Thanks for all your prayers and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2093032482420555666?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2093032482420555666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2093032482420555666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2093032482420555666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2093032482420555666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/epistle-82609.html' title='Epistle - 8.26.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1515375232877942239</id><published>2009-08-19T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:58:16.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 8.19.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our Mini-Missionary is gone. And Elder Cox is gone. So, we have gone from 5 people in our appartment, in 2 companionships, to 3 people in one companionship for the next 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I'm never really sure what to update you all on! We now cover 2 wards, meaning we are in church meetings from 7am to 4pm, which is different. It also means we are getting member meals most nights, which is also different from how it's been lately. And it means we are in a car, which is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got to go on an exchange with Elder Freeman, one of our Zone Leaders. The Zone Leaders cover a spanish area, so I got to do that for a day, it was fun. He also gave me a spanish-&amp;gt;English dictionary, which I've been wanting for a while, and I snagged a copy of "El Libro De Mormon". I've already been talking to spanish people a lot on the street, but now that I'm actually taking a little bit of time to refine my ability to speak I can see the Lord truly magnifying it. I put in a little effort and there are huge dividends in the results, which has been fun to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... I basically don't get any mail from anyone except my dad and my mom... so if anyone else wanted to drop me a line and say "Hi" it'd be greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted P. Adams&lt;br /&gt;11700 Falls Rd.&lt;br /&gt;Potomac, MD 20854&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all! Hope all is well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1515375232877942239?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1515375232877942239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1515375232877942239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1515375232877942239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1515375232877942239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/epistle-81909.html' title='Epistle - 8.19.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3557217103930385858</id><published>2009-08-12T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:57:59.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 8.12.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News to relate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mini-Mission is going very well. John Newkirk, from the Suitland Ward in Southern Maryland is a very cool kid. He is 18, just graduated from high school, and has one of the most mellow personalities I've ever met. He is very willing to work with us and is very enjoyable to be around. I think Everyone's having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my roomates, Elder Cox, is finally leaving us. He's being transferred to a service mission in Utah. I think he will enjoy it there. Until transfers (In 3 weeks) Elder Frizzell will be once again combing areas with my area. The funny kicker is that because of the mini-missionary, I think we will be the only 4-person missionary companionship in the church! I can't think of another group of circumstances where a 4-person companionship would happen other than a mini-mission, so it's pretty funny :) We'll be splitting up and Bro. Newkirk will get to work a little bit harder than he might have intended! On Sunday he goes back home, and we will be in a 3-person companionship for the remaining 2 and a half weeks of the transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share an interesting think I noticed a little over a week ago. I don't THINK I've mentioned this before, if I have I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, at the beginning of the year I was asked to sing a duet at a leadership meeting where Elder Holland addressed the leadership of the DC North and South Missions. I was the only person in attendance who was not in a leadership position. I was speaking to the Assistants to the President after the meeting, who were responsible for choosing the musical number. I was told that there conversation went something along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's Tuesday. Who can have a musical number ready by Saturday that will be good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Elder Elsworth can play the piano.. and his companion Elder Anderson can sing all right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya but we need a really strong voice to sing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We need to call Elder Adams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya but there has to be someone in leadership that can do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes but we want it to be really good, on short notice, so we have to call him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well.. I guess Elder Adams' voice lessons are going to pay off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was that last line I was thinking about. I was told that Elder Murri made that comment "Well I guess Elder Adams' voice lessons are going to pay off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lead me to think, why did I start taking voice lessons? And I'm not certain if my parents even know the answer to this or not, I don't remember if I ever mentioned it to them. I remember very clearly when I decided to start taking voice lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving out of Bellevue Community College one day, and for some reason I had been thinking about the parable of the talents (I don't remember why). I thought, well... I have a talent for singing I guess, and I really like to sing. The parable says that if I don't develop that talent, it will get taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That thought really bugged me. I enjoyed singing a lot, and really didn't want it to be taken away, so I thought to myself, I really need to start taking voice lessons and get more serious about singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that moment of pondering on one of Christ's parables that lead me to take voice lessons. It was taking voice lessons that lead me to be able to shake the hand of, and be taught by, and apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never before made the connection in my life of that blessing being linked to the pondering and application of the teachings of the savior. When that connection was made I truly felt even more blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is great power in following the promptings and teachings of the spirit. I know that our greatest joy in this life will come through humble and submissive obedience to the teachings of the Savior through his own words and through the words of all of his prophets who have ever lived, who do live, and who will yet live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. I love to hear about your lives, please drop me a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3557217103930385858?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3557217103930385858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3557217103930385858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3557217103930385858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3557217103930385858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/epistle-81209.html' title='Epistle - 8.12.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3130001378908542320</id><published>2009-08-05T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:11:28.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 8.5.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;That strange day that comes in every missionary's mission has come in mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 364 days left as a full time missionary. One day less than a year. There is no more time for slacking off! It's time to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have continued working with Dexter. He's a very intelligent, inquisitive man, with a very strong character (stubborn sometimes?) who is very genuinely interested in the church. Working with people like him can be a challenge because you have to cater more to how they want to be taught, and the pace they want to go at... but in the end they are worth it because they make wonderful members of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to go shopping pretty quick so I'm short on time... so one last piece of fun news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Mission President called us last night and told us we had been chosen to host a "Mini-Mission". These are defined a little different by different people so I'll explain exactly what he meant. An 18 year old young man from the Capitol ward (Just South of the DC limits) is going to be joining my companion and I on Sunday. He will follow all the rules, and be with us all day every day. He'll have a bed and a desk and be treated just as a normal missionary. He'll be with us for one full week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means that it's our job to make sure he has an awesome experience. But we're very excited for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have another wonderful week. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3130001378908542320?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3130001378908542320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3130001378908542320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3130001378908542320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3130001378908542320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/epistle-8509.html' title='Epistle - 8.5.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2561784528388394560</id><published>2009-07-29T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:03:34.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.29.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? July is almost over? That can't be true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing in on the home stretch of my mission, and within a meer week will have less than a year left on my mission. Ladies and gentlemen, these are scary times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new companion, Elder Levie is awesome. He was homeschooled, so he sort of has that same rough, "I am me and i'm not quite sure what to do about it if you don't like it because I never went to public school" personality and sense of humor that I do. We get along very well. We work hard together, and we laugh hard together. Honestly, what more could you ask for in a companion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our area is going through a flush right now. My previous companion Elder Kelly held on to a lot of potential investigators and such that we hadn't talked to since I got there. Once he was gone we called through the list, left voice mails saying "Call us back if you're interested" and dropped about half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the same thing to investigators. One of the most common methods of "Sifting" investigators is something called a "Conditional Baptismal Commitment". Basically you make sure the spirit is really strong by bearing testimony, etc, then you ask a question along these lines: "When you've prayed and asked God if our message is true, and have received an answer, and KNOW THAT IT IS TRUE because God has told you so, are you willing to act on that answer from God himself and be baptized by authority in to this church?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly, some people are capable of saying no to a question like that. So then we will generally try and break it down really simple to make sure they understand what we're saying by saying something like "So if God himself walked in to this room, and told you that what we have taught you is true, that this is His church, and that he wants you to join it, you would not be willing to do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, incredibly the answer is sometimes no. At which point we say then there is nothing we can do for you, and meeting with you is not going to be a valuable use of the Lord's time. And we stop meeting with that person. If someone does not yet know that our message is true, we can help them gain that testimony. We can work with them and bring the spirit and encourage them to keep praying until they know for themselves whether it's true or not. What we can not do is help someone be willing to do what God tells them to do. That's their agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been doing a lot of thought and have, figuratively, trimmed the vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why do we trim a vineyard? Because we don't want as much good fruit? Because we're wasteful and silly? Nope. When we trim it, better fruit grows. You knock all the bad apples off of a branch, and the ones left, and the ones that will come after will be better. So we've already started to see some of that and have met some awesome people know that we've got some weeding done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone, I really do love you all. I appreciate your prayers, letters, and even good thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourselves, and keep writing those letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2561784528388394560?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2561784528388394560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2561784528388394560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2561784528388394560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2561784528388394560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/epistle-72909.html' title='Epistle - 7.29.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5919507732806714356</id><published>2009-07-22T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:03:05.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.22.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of transfers: I am staying. My companion, Elder Kelly, has left and I am receiving Elder Levie, who is from Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting last night to go and take Elder Kelly to those people in this area whom he helped to join the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left a particular families house, by the name of Sam and Kady, both Sam, a large west african with black belts in several martial arts, and Kady could not restrain tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one sense it is a profound testament to the character of a missionary to see how their investigators care for them, but it is also a testament to the blessings these people have already felt from the gospel. Their gratitude towards the servants of the Lord who brought them that gospel is indicative of their love for the gift given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same household is Kady's mother. She speaks Creole, and no English, and she is Muslim. When the missionaries started coming in to the home she wanted nothing to do with them, but as she has seen the changes that the gospel has brought to those whom she loves, such as helping Sam kick heavy drinking, smoking, and drug habits in the course of mere weeks, she has grown to love the missionaries dearly for the blessings they have brought in to her home. It was touching to see her conveying how much she would miss Elder Kelly to him in Creole, and Kady let us know that her mother had been crying earlier when she found out he was leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We truly grow to love these people, and some of them grow to love us, and yet it's funny that we really have nothing to offer them in and of ourselves, but only that which we have been commissioned to share with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at any LDS missionary's name tag you will see two names, larger than anything else on the name tag. The first is our own, ELDER ADAMS. The second is whom we serve, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I testify that Jesus is the Christ. He is my Lord and Master, and I love Him dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can merit the blessed title of servant from His lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5919507732806714356?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5919507732806714356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5919507732806714356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5919507732806714356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5919507732806714356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/epistle-72209.html' title='Epistle - 7.22.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5583785916221197307</id><published>2009-07-17T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:02:38.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.15.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was another "Night of Music and Inspiration". I sang a solo arrangement of "This Is the Christ" It went well but I always end up wishing I had more time to put in to preparing it, BUT that will be for another time of my life when I have a different focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well in Derwood, before the Night of Music and Inspiration we took Mary to the Visitor's Center to watch the Joseph Smith: Prophet of the Restoration movie. She enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is transfers, we're not really sure what's going to happen. Most likely I will stay, and everyone else in the appartment is up in the air, but we saw how much ground that held last time, so we'll just have to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Spiritual Thought this week comes from the Book of Mormon, in the Book of Mosiah, 13th Chapter, 9th verse, wherein the prophet Abinadi makes his bold declaration in the face of certain death, which reads: "But I finish my message; and then it matters not whither I go, if it so be that I am saved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has the opportunity and the responsibility to discover our standing with God. We can know where we stand, if we but ask him. There is great power in knowing the answer to that question, "Who's On The Lord's Side Who?" and knowing that the answer is "I am!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we may all be on His side is my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5583785916221197307?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5583785916221197307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5583785916221197307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5583785916221197307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5583785916221197307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/epistle-71509.html' title='Epistle - 7.15.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7525611936653233465</id><published>2009-07-08T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:54:28.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.8.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a GOOOD WEDNESDAY Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably mentioned before that so far every single transfer has gone by faster then the preceeding transfer. But this one has just gotten MEAN. This transfer every week has gone by faster. I feel like I just talked to all of you, and here we are again, all of you expecting something inspiring, me trying to remember what even happened to the last 7 days, and realizing that in what must be about 12 hours I'll be writing next weeks epistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the highlight for the weeks is easy to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefanie Pollard's baptismal service took place at 4:30pm on Sunday. It was a beautiful service, with some wonderful talks. The baptism (the wtaer part) went by without a single slip up (Sometimes they take a couple tries to get everything right). I sang "I am a Child of God" A Capella, which was a unique challenge as it was fast Sunday, and normally I drink LARGE ammounts of water preceeding any vocal performance! Makes life exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our most promising investigator right now is named Mary. Her story starts with Netta. Netta has been a member for a little under a year now. She gave us a call last week and said "Elders! My Daughter-In-Law and grand-daughter are coming in to town next week! I want you to come meet them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we came over Wednesday, right after they both woke up from their post-flying nap. (Netta's Grand-daughter, by the way, is 6 months old). We met them, had a nice chat and left. A day later Mary ran in to us as we were out on the street talking to people and she started chatting with us. We walked with her and basically taught her an entire first lesson (Which is about the Restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ through the Prophet Joseph Smith). She liked it and said she'd be at church on sunday. She liked that too, and she invited us over for dinner tonight and will be feeding us "Chicken Spaghetti" I assume an Arkansas staple food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that not tons to report. I love you all and hope you're all doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gospel is true, Jesus Christ's atonement is real, God IS our Loving Heavenly Father and the life is the time for men to prepare to meet God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7525611936653233465?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7525611936653233465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7525611936653233465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7525611936653233465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7525611936653233465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/epistle-7809.html' title='Epistle - 7.8.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3825736783020945916</id><published>2009-07-01T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:53:57.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 7.1.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest friends, families, acquaintances, extended families, friends of families, ward members, interested readers, and uninterested readers who feel compelled to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you I say, Good Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has gone by exceedingly quickly. So much so that I'm struggling to think of what to relate to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefanie Pollard, who is scheduled for baptism this coming Sunday (July 5) passed her interview with President Mansell on Monday. That was exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was CDM (Combined District Meeting) where we have a large meeting of missionaries as well as each getting our personal interviews with President. I always enjoy that so it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is heating up. I've contemplated launching massive chunks of ice in a high adventure, space flying sci-fi assault on the sun, and believe I have, in fact, solved our global warming problems... now to invent the launcher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not sure what else to relate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As missionaries we receive a lot of heckling. Yesterday as we talked to a young man (20) on the street a man driving by in a jeep yelled out, "Don't Believe It!" Even back home when I was with the missionaries someone yelled out, "Go to Church!" We responded quickly be yelling back "Ok, Come with us!" On other occasions people have yelled things not quite so civil, and not quite so worthy of relating to you, since it would consist mostly of random assortments of symbols (ie. *#@!%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now upon hearing of this, many of you might be inclined to feel sorry for us, the missionary.. but the funny thing is, it really doesn't bother us very much. I feel very sorry for these poor people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take a moment to reflect on the times in your life when you have said something mean to someone or about someone or really anything mean in general, you will find that each time generated a very similar feeling within you. We can refer to that feeling as "contention", and be as confident as our several beliefs in God are, that that feeling is from the Devil. Regardless of any belief in God however, we can ALL agree that it is not a pleasant feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on this understanding of how WE feel when we say something mean or contentious, you can understand why I feel so sorry for these people who wreck a precious moment in their lives by yelling such mean things at such harmless people as ourselves, who are crazy enough to (or who have a stong enough testimony of the gospel to) give up 2 years of our lives, and pay to walk around on the streets in a white shirt and tie to try and help people be more happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we can't change them. We can change us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 5:22 reads:&lt;br /&gt; 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace,&lt;br /&gt;      longsuffering,gentleness, goodness, faith,&lt;br /&gt; 23 Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are feelings we can all recognize, and are feelings which the spirit of the devil is in exact opposition towards. Let us learn to recognize both of these feelings, and govern our words upon this test: "When I say these words, will I feel the 'Fruit of the spirit' as described in Galatians 5:22, or will I feel that nasty feeling of contention?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we do so we will find joy in our lives, and create joy in the lives of those around us, and there is no more Godly pursuit than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3825736783020945916?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3825736783020945916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3825736783020945916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3825736783020945916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3825736783020945916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/epistle-7109.html' title='Epistle - 7.1.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2236743829233111998</id><published>2009-06-30T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:45:03.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.24.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Well folks, we are on borrowed time at the moment. This will be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you last week I was praying for humility. Believe me that the opportunities for this blessed attribute to grow have been forthcoming. I will share my favorite one that has happened, and we will be finished till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was what we call a "Why I Believe" Fireside. It takes place in a 600 seat theatre, and consists of a couple of Recent Converts talking about how they came to believe, and then a couple of long time members speaking about why they believe. The Key-Note speaker was Senator Warren Hatch of Utah, so the crowd was big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Recent Convert speakers, however, was Sandrah Shedrick, one of the ladies that I started teaching while I was in Anacostia, and was baptized a week after I got transferred out. I was very excited, and so proud to see her get up there and talk about her testimony. She is such a wonderful lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when these Recent Converts speak they speak about their first two missionaries, and it can be a nice little feel good embarassing experience for the missionaries, and I (proudly?) awaited her to mention that I had been one of the missionaries for such an incredible new member of the church, well spoken and with a powerful testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she got to a certain part of her talk, and said And my missionaries were Great! Where is Elder Brooks? (My first companion, who taught her with me) I know you're here Elder Brooks! (He raised his hand) There you are! Elder Brooks is my FAVORITE!" And then she went on with her talk! AND while this happened I was sitting on the front row and she knew I was right there! Everyone laughed that she had embarassed Elder Brooks, and I could only grin, with a silent, humorous prayer in my heart, "God, thank you for this opportunity to become more humble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good times are always rolling =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Stuff my Mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. 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It is a good wednesday in deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a nice relaxing day, We've spent most of the day playing various games. We played Rook and Eucre this morning in our kitchen, then went over to a recent convert's house to play Risk with him. He's a retired old man with no family so he likes spending time with us, and Risk on P-Day is an A-OK thing to do. So that has been a prety fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the appartment I'm in right now is VERY nice. Missionaries take horrible care of appartments, and normally the appartments we're put in are pretty... cheap, to start with so they often aren't the most agreeable places to be. This appartment was redone, and the missionaries just moved in about 2.5 weeks ago. The appliances are nice, there is enough hot water for all of us to take showers, the showers aren't gross, the kitchen is clean, the carpets are nice, everything is very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I have a very good companion right now. He is very hard working. My last stint of companions I have been in positions where I'm there to help them, to minister to them and help them grow... this time if anything Elder Kelly is building me up. It's very humbling but I like it! So I'm very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area we're in is also really cool. There are lots of good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the most interesting thing that's going on right now is that I finally gave in and started praying earnestly for something that I've been afraid to pray for in the past... I've been praying for the Lord to humble me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I've prayed that he would give me humility so that I wouldn't have to be humbled, and other such things as that, but I've always held back a little, shied away a little from finally just saying, "Humble me, whatever you decide to do, do it but humble me so I can progress".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been interesting to see what is happening since then. Ever since I was set apart as a missionary I've found teaching pretty easy, I normally have a good idea what to say.. lately it has been different. I'll be sitting in a teaching appointment, or standing at a door, and listening to my companion teach, and there will be just nothing coming in to my head. It's so bad that I've pretty much given up and am just going to let him keep teaching, and then, almost like a light switch turned on there will be words coming out of my mouth before I know it. The transition is so sudden and startling, and has so little to do with any thought process within my mind that it leaves little room for doubt that the sudden burst of teaching comes from an outside source. This is nice because it allows me to be happy that something was taught powerfully and well through me, without becoming prideful in "my" ability to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm striving to hold less and less back from the Lord. Of most of us he will not require us to give up everything we have, but he will require our willingness to give up everything we have. We must strive to within our own heart, soul, and mind consecrate everything we have to him, and rejoice in what he allows us to keep. As we do so, humility and a deep sense of our reliance upon Him who created all things comes as a natural consequence. This process starts with our inner thoughts. We change the way we think by choosing how we think. When we think a thought that goes against our new set course of thinking, we correct ourselves within our own heads, showing our integrity to no one but God and ourselves, and as we do this our thought patterns, behavior, and relationship with God will transform to a higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I delve perhaps deeper than is helpful in my epistles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear your thoughts on such subjects as self perfection, and maybe together we'll figure out how to reach Exaltation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff my mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2639196485805380417?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2639196485805380417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2639196485805380417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2639196485805380417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2639196485805380417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/06/epistle-61709.html' title='Epistle - 6.17.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2643110408042483071</id><published>2009-06-10T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:14:03.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.10.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today makes 9 months since I reported to the MTC. At the beginning of my mission people told me that transfers would just keep going by faster and faster, and I wasn't quite sure I believed them. Now the transfers are starting to go by in the blink of an eye, and I can hardly imagine how they can get any faster... but I'm assured they will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of transfers, I was transferred to the Durwood East area. In this area I am replacing a legend in our mission named Elder Vincent. He was recently released from being Assistant to the President, and is an incredible missionary. It's pretty exciting to be going in to an area he just left and seeing how he ran the area while he was here. Plus that means that the area is very productive right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is the exciting NEW stuff. We live with the Durwood/Olney Elders. One of which is my Previous companion from Capitol Hill, Elder Hayden. His companion is Elder Frizzell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then we have this week past, and hopefully some cool missionary experiences (I suppose that's why you all read this anyways right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun instance this week of Revelation. I told you last week about our appointment with Ralph, who was not very receptive to the spirit. We set up a return appointment for the next Monday (two days ago), but were pretty nervous to go back, because if someone can't feel the spirit testifying of truth, then it just becomes a war of words where nothing is accomplished, which I don't like. So it got to Sunday and we were trying to decide if we should go to the appointment, or just cancel it. We each had our oppinions and then decided to take the matter to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After inquiring as to what we should do in Prayer, Elder Durfee and I both received an answer from the spirit. We both felt that we should try to go to the appointment and try to teach Ralph, and give him a chance, but we also both felt instructed that the appointment the next day (monday) would not hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Monday morning we received a phone call from Ralph, and he told us something had come up and he wouldn't be able to do the appointment that day and needed to reschedule. Elder Durfee and I both just sort of smiled at each other, knowing that the Lord had told us beforehand what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm very excited to be in my new area. I love receiving mail from those who send it. It's great to hear about what is going on in your lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Stuff my mailbox!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2643110408042483071?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2643110408042483071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2643110408042483071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2643110408042483071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2643110408042483071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/06/epistle-61009.html' title='Epistle - 6.10.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5460895584621971005</id><published>2009-06-03T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:26:15.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_T0xOWI/AAAAAAAAGI4/glHcKRxv7mo/s1600-h/IMG_3014-737416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230674947094882" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_T0xOWI/AAAAAAAAGI4/glHcKRxv7mo/s320/IMG_3014-737416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_vj_mJI/AAAAAAAAGJA/kNV_GcRH74U/s1600-h/IMG_2746-738086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230682392926354" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_vj_mJI/AAAAAAAAGJA/kNV_GcRH74U/s320/IMG_2746-738086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_i3VLdI/AAAAAAAAGJI/2p9R9jnqAOw/s1600-h/IMG_3011-738760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230678984371666" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_i3VLdI/AAAAAAAAGJI/2p9R9jnqAOw/s320/IMG_3011-738760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3__T2iDI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/lWATTFfj4Yo/s1600-h/IMG_3012-739487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230686620190770" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3__T2iDI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/lWATTFfj4Yo/s320/IMG_3012-739487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_3MzA3I/AAAAAAAAGJY/UNJWdUNCEVY/s1600-h/IMG_3013-739931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230684443116402" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_3MzA3I/AAAAAAAAGJY/UNJWdUNCEVY/s320/IMG_3013-739931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5460895584621971005?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5460895584621971005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5460895584621971005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5460895584621971005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5460895584621971005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/06/door.html' title='The Door'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/Sib3_T0xOWI/AAAAAAAAGI4/glHcKRxv7mo/s72-c/IMG_3014-737416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-544812560569987775</id><published>2009-06-03T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:09:49.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 6.3.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;June! Can you believe it's June? I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall try to recall what exciting things have happened since last we spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One exciting thing is that I got to sing at another Night of Music and Inspiration last night. I sang La Via Dolorosa. It went very well, people seemed to like it a lot, and the spirit was very strong. When I finished the song and walked back to my seat I was simply shaking from how powerful the spirit and emotion were. It is always an honor to testify of the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other exciting news, next week is transfers! I will find out on Monday what is happening. These transfers keep seeming to get shorter and shorter! I feel like I just got to Montgomery Village. I normally try to make a call on what might happen... but this one is just very, very up in the air. Chances are I will stay, but one, or both, or neither of my companions might leave. It's just hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a difficult lesson yesterday with someone who was just not able to hear the spirit. He was incredibly smart and learned in the Bible, and most of what he had learned was true. We recounted to him Joseph Smith's vision in 1820. In that vision Joseph is first assaulted by the adversary, who does not want him to succeed, and is the delivered from that devil by God in a glorious visitation. As I have become more sensitive to the spirit I am amazed by how distinctly I can feel the two different presences in the recounting. This man read the whole story, looked up at us and told us that obviously the visitation was actually a demonic posession. The spirit fled the room, it would not be present in the presence of such an outright falsehood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson Elder Durfee commented that the Spirit of God never wants to shock us or scare us, while the spirit of the devil will try to jump us and scare us in to doing or not doing something. I commented that the Spirit of God must be invited to enter in to a place, while the Spirit of the Devil tries to force its way in unbidden. It was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps that's a little deep to be pondering. But I have found it interesting, as I grow more and more sensitive to the spirit, it has become so increasingly apparent that this Gospel, this Church, this Work is true. Every time I speak of it's truth the Spirit of God burns within me testifying that it is so. Every time I hear it defamed by anyone the spirit cries out that these words are not true, that these falsehoods will stand as witnesses against those who work iniquity at the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my Father is right to call me his Ultra-Deep son, but what else is a missionary supposed to think about? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all doing wonderfully. I love you all so much and appreciate your prayers, letters, and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of yourselves and stuff my mailbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-544812560569987775?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/544812560569987775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=544812560569987775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/544812560569987775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/544812560569987775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/06/epistle-6309.html' title='Epistle - 6.3.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3322144359308546528</id><published>2009-05-27T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:09:01.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 5.27.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see lets see, what are some highlights from this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a very cool referral from our Zone Leader, Elder Thornock. He is in the Spanish program and covers much of the same area we do, only for spanish speaking people. As I mentioned last week I've been talking in spanish a lot, and whenever I do I try to get people's information to give to Elder Thornock and his companion to be taught in Spanish. Elder Thornock goes home in about 2 weeks, so he's served ~2 years, and he called and told us that in his entire mission he has never had a referral from the English speaking missionaries that went anywhere, until this transfer. He has had 4 very promising investigators from our area this transfer and its the first time it's happened in his whole mission! I should add that a couple of those referrals were able to speak enough English that Elder Durfee actually got the referral, so it's not just me at work, but still that was a very cool call to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a sort of funny story. We were preparing to leave our appartment a couple nights ago, and it was sort of cloudy. I asked Elder Durfee if he thought it was going to rain, and he said probably not. About 10 minutes later we were in a torrential downpour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled ahead that we should pull in to a tunnel on the bike path ahead of us and see if it was going to blow over. You see the problem is that when missionaries are soaking wet, most people don't want us to come in to their houses and sit on their couches and teach them! So we pulled in and began to wait. The rain just got harder and harder. Soon the paved path we had biked up to the tunnel looked more like a muddy river, with so much water running down it we couldn't even see the pavement beneath. Elder Durfee came up with the very smart idea that we bike back to the appartment and organize our records and call some people we needed to talk to and such. That sounded really smart to me but I said, "Well, let's pray about it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we each took off our helmets and bowed our heads and said a silent prayer. Each of us started that prayer fully knowing that biking home was the most reasonable thing to do, and expecting to receive a spiritual confirmation that we were right. I finished my prayer and looked over to Elder Durfee right as he finished his prayer, and saw that he had a look of consternation on his face. He looked over to me to see a big grin on my face, and he started to grin too. "Well, let's go get wet!" I said, and off we went in to a ridiculous rain storm. It had only been raining about 25 minutes and we were biking through puddles that submerged half of our wheels. It was quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this is that even though I didn't really want to go get soaking wet, it is just so reassuring to know that I could seek the will of the Lord, get an answer of what I should do (That might not be what I want to do!) and then go and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, and appreciate your prayers, support, and letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. 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Because there are 3 of us one of us went to fill in his place and work his area with his companion. So I got to spend the weekend with just Elder Cox which was an interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting news is that Aleta Maxwell and her 12 year old son Simon came to church on Sunday, then came to the "Why I Believe" fireside at the Visitor's Center at 7pm, and Simon came to Mutual on Tuesday night *BIG GRIN!* The Maxwell family is an amazing, intelligent powerhouse of a family, who will be a great assett to the church. It's fun to be working with someone like them when we spend a lot of time teaching people who have been compelled to be humble enough to receive the Gospel, and while they need the Gospel many of them won't necessarily be assetts to the church. The Maxwells are very cool and we're excited to see them progressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Bradshaw (Whom I mentioned in last weeks letter) came to church on Sunday and brought her Roomate, who is now going to be an investigator. That's very exciting as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our Zone Activity, and we all played Dodgeball, some Beach Volleyball, some Speed, and some guys sat in the corner and played Magic. I think Everyone had a good time, and it's nice to relax with fellow laborers in the vineyard and have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been simply gorgeous lately. It's been very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh some other exciting news. I have been getting to use my Spanish a LOT lately. There are a lot of spanish people in this area, and there are spanish Elders that cover our area, but as we knock doors or talk to people on the street or whatever we do, whenever we run in to a spanish person my companions turn to me and I just start teaching. It's really cool that the Lord is using everything I've got in his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks. The church is true. The Book of Mormon is one of the most precious gifts we've been given on this earth. The work and Glory of our Heavenly Father is to bring to pass the immortality and Eternal Life of man. When we are in the service of our fellow man we are only in the service of our God, and we serve our fellow men best by helping them to received the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ through Faith in Jesus Christ and his atonement, repentence, baptism for the remission of sins, receiving the Gift of the Holy Ghost and Enduring to the End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our Mission President told us in our last Zone Conference, "Love the Members, and help them do THEIR Missionary Work". Full time missionaries are strangers in your land. These people are friends, relatives, co-workers and neighbors of you. The Members. Go do your missionary work and may God bless you in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1740769819665477030?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1740769819665477030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1740769819665477030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1740769819665477030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1740769819665477030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/05/epistle-52009.html' title='Epistle - 5.20.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7114791390836072022</id><published>2009-05-13T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:33:58.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: FW: Epistle - 5.13.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has had a wonderful week. As last Sunday was Mother's day I got to call home and talk to my family. That was a wonderful treat. Thank you family for taking the time to talk to a far away Elder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what is new this week! We had a fun experience. We had a referral named Daniel who ordered a free DVD from us. We had contacted him once and set up an appointment to meet with him. He wasn't home for the appointment, we called him and he said he'd be home in 5 minutes... he never showed up. So a couple weeks later we were checking on him, and a man we hadn't met answered the door, said they were busy and closed the door. Moments later a lady answered the door and said that Daniel had moved out, that she was moving in to the house, that she used to be a member of the church but stopped living the commandments and had requested her names removed at one point, but was so happy to see us she thought it was a miracle. She had a great desire to come back to full activity. We were very grateful to be sent where the Lord needed us to go when the Lord needed us to be there. It is such a great blessing to be in his service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly learn more and more that there is a loving Father in Heaven who cares for us and every detail of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and pray for you. Always turn to Him with your problems and you will find solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7114791390836072022?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7114791390836072022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7114791390836072022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7114791390836072022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7114791390836072022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/05/fwd-fw-epistle-51309.html' title='Fwd: FW: Epistle - 5.13.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2162250577200251776</id><published>2009-05-07T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:02:31.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 5.6.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is very short. Yesterday was actually our P-Day because the entire mission went to a Baseball Game, the Nationals vs. the Astros. It ate up our P-Day and we got permission to E-Mail BRIEFLY today. The game was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area I'm in is very fun. It reminds me a lot of the older parts of Issaquah, lots of very friendly people. Plus the weather has been constantly overcast and drizzling since I got here but I'm told that's sort of unusual... feels like home to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and I'm having a lot of fun. I know that the Gospel is truly restored and that the Lord blesses us with the strength to do his work. It will not always be easy but if it was we wouldn't be earning our salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care. Pray Always and be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2162250577200251776?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2162250577200251776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2162250577200251776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2162250577200251776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2162250577200251776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/05/epistle-5609.html' title='Epistle - 5.6.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4904143437270373420</id><published>2009-04-29T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:11:04.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.29.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been transferred!  I am now in the Montgomery Village area. I'm way up in the North West portion of the mission, in the Seneca Zone. I am still on a bike though (And there aren't many bike areas up this far north!) but for a change it looks like we will have regular member meals up here most days a week. I've never had that before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time in Capitol Hill was a lot of fun, I definitely enjoyed it. Now I'm excited for something totally different from anything I've ever done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My companions (Yes another 3-some) are Elder Durfee and Elder Cox. We live with the Gaithursburg Elders, Elder Hamblin and Elder Nardini. Elder Hamblin is from the Issaquah 5th ward! I thought that was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has gotten very hot lately. In the Capitol Hill appartment we were in a high rise, with central AC, and the management isn't planning on turning on the AC until May 15th! It's been mid 90's, and hot and sticky at night with no AC. That's been an interesting expierience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has been astounding to me is the pollen. I've heard that Seattle has had a bad time also, but DC is just amazing! In DC they have deciduous (spelling?) trees planted pretty much every 20 feet on both sides of every street. It just RAINS pollen! When we bike our tires turn green. When we walk our shoes turn green. You see big green pollen deposits in every gutter. For a guy from the Evergreen state it has just knocked me flat. My voice is totally shot. It's been funny because everyone we go teach is asking if I'm OK, members are asking if I need any medicine and I reply that I'm already taking it, this is me ON the medication! It's been pretty interesting, this spring time pollen rush has given me good reason to continue living on the West Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then all that I'm not sure what else to report. Aaron in capitol hill looks very solid for baptism now on the 24th but I won't be there for it, so now I get to start learning some new names to tell you about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you next week!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4904143437270373420?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4904143437270373420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4904143437270373420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4904143437270373420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4904143437270373420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/epistle-42909.html' title='Epistle - 4.29.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1411757117987134889</id><published>2009-04-22T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:49:09.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.22.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"&gt;Ok all. I wrote a really nice epistle, and IE just crashed. Not only did it crash but it somehow wiped clean my clipboard, since I periodically highlight my entire epistle and copy it in case anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. This will now be short, but it would have been long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is transfers. It is very very probable that I will be moving somewhere else. Chances are excellent it will be somewhere out in Maryland, which will be very different from the Ghetto I've been in my entire mission thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers day will mark 8 months on my mission. Goodness time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle for this week ocurred on Monday. When we woke up in the morning it was dumping rain. We had to bike to District Meeting at 9am. Before we left I prayed that, if God be willing, the rain would lighten, but that whatever he saw fit to put us through would be fine. We got soaked on the way to District Meeting. After District Meeting (which entails some sitting inside meaning we had dried out mostly) we went to lunch. Just walked around the corner to a mexican place so we could use umbrellas. Stayed dry. Then we came back to the church to get our bikes. Still raining. We had to make a couple calls to line up some Visitor Center trips this week, then, right after we finished calls and started taking our bikes out the door, the rain stopped completely. It stayed stopped all afternoon, until it started again while we were in a dinner appointment. Because the appointment was near the church we had left our bikes in the church. It was raining as we walked over to our bikes, we went in, grabbed our bikes, came back out and the rain had stopped, for a nice dry bike ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great joy to me to see the abundant evidences in my life that God cares about the little things. That is so key because our lives consist of lots and lots of very little things. Somehow, some way that only he can comprehend and that we can only marvel at, he cares about and notices every little detail of our lives. In a love matched only in its infinite nature perhaps by the atonement of Jesus Christ, wherein he suffered every little agony of our existance, God loves us. I testify that he does and count myself incrediby lucky to be so blessed with that knowledge that I can stand as a witness in the small ways I am granted opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1411757117987134889?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1411757117987134889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1411757117987134889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1411757117987134889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1411757117987134889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/epistle-42209.html' title='Epistle - 4.22.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-9032509464475068626</id><published>2009-04-15T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:48:36.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistle - 4.15.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Howdy Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a whole lot of time this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Tyrone to a night of music and inspiration last night at the Visitor's Center. It was nice. One of the Elders that sang is VERY Musical Theater and I was just laughing the whole time. Another Year or so and I'll worry about all that stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a coule really cool families we're working with right now. Including one that we met Monday, a guy answered the door and said we could come right in, so we did and taught them the message of the Restoration for the next 45 minutes or so. They had just tried going to a baptist church the day before and didn't like it, so they seem pretty open. A couple other really cool people we're working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the end of the war chapters in the Book of Mormon this time through. I was struck by how the war drags on and on and on, and doesn't seem to have any end in sight. Then Moroni realizes that the "Inner Vessel" the "head" of the government, was not clean and so they couldn't purge any of the rest of the land. He swoops in, cleanses the inner vessel, then goes and takes care of everything else like it's a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me that if we can cleanse our inner vessel, our hearts and minds, then we will be able to obey the commandments of God much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get running, but I love you all and love getting your letters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-9032509464475068626?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9032509464475068626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=9032509464475068626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9032509464475068626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9032509464475068626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/epistle-41509.html' title='Epistle - 4.15.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5327510051596095491</id><published>2009-04-08T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:41:31.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: FW: Epistle - 4.8.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last wednesday I have had an exciting and wonderful week! How was yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wrote to you last wednesday. Wednesday night Brother Vezina and Sister Cruz asked me to sing at their wedding on Saturday. That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning I left my really cool really awesome super small and light and high tech titanium reinforced umbrella on the bus. I'm not the kind to leave things on busses very often, and I was a little bummed. So (of course) Friday morning it dumped rain! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we left our bikes locked up down stairs in our Appartment complexes enclosed and gated parking lot, and forgot to bring them up to our appartment when we went in for the night... (cue dramatic music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning when we went to bike to the church building for General Conference, all 6 of our wheels were gone! (Three Missionaries with Three Bikes) SO we caught a metro to the church building.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday between the morning and afternoon sessions I sang Come Thou Found of Every Blessing at the wedding, it was fun, they liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next really exciting thing was yesterday, when we extended a baptismal date of May 3rd to Aaron, an investigator we've been working with for quite a while. He's a really cool guy and we're quite excited that he's taking this step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This letter sounds a little depressing, but in reality I'm really quite cheerful, I thought the events of this week were really funny, and I just thought I'd recount them all =] Tyrone gets confirmed this Sunday. Selena is doing awesome, she gave us an Apple pie the other day! We went to the Nation Museum of Natural History today, there were lots of fossils and dinosaur skeletons and stuff, it was really cool. The Cherry blossoms are mostly gone now, but they were really pretty, I'm glad I got to be in down town for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I love getting all of your letters. I know that this gospel is true. I see the joy and the change it brings to the lives of God's children on this earth. Stay strong in the faith my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5327510051596095491?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5327510051596095491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5327510051596095491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5327510051596095491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5327510051596095491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/fwd-fw-epistle-4809.html' title='Fwd: FW: Epistle - 4.8.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1645058397808550372</id><published>2009-04-01T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:40:42.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: FW: Epistle - 4.1.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Happy Wednesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great P-Day so far for us! We went over and met up with 6 other missionaries to wander around the Air and Space Museum. That was a fun one for me... although I bet they will all be fun for me. I love gaining knowledge and so all fo the exhibits I were quite fascinating. It's amazing to be so close to one of the world's largest museums. When you wander around there are all sorts of REAL things, instead of replicas. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we headed over to where the Cherry Blossoms were. They were pretty, but I've almost enjoyed the last week biking around even more. There are cherry trees planted everywhere in this city. It's been gorgeous to see them blooming all over the place. I love the purple ones with the big flowers that almost look like tulips. They're gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone's baptism went smoothly on Sunday. He's going to be a funny member =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just remembered some funny news I found out last week, which really only applies to members that lives near me. There is a Brother Boehm in this ward. I've been in this ward for 4 months now, but he and I had never really talked. Once we talked we found out that he was the son of President Boehm, who was formerly in the Renton North/Bellevue South Stake Presidency, and who did my Priesthood interview to become an Elder. He was also in the Somerset ward Bishopric, and new all the friends I had who lives in that ward. So that was quite funny to finally make that connection with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us out here are really pumped for General Conference. Really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what else to share... life is good. We're all healthy. The cherry blossoms are pretty. My Bike isn't broken and the weather hasn't been too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around, life is quite good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1645058397808550372?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1645058397808550372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1645058397808550372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1645058397808550372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1645058397808550372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/fwd-fw-epistle-4109.html' title='Fwd: FW: Epistle - 4.1.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3394836242135473574</id><published>2009-03-25T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:39:47.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: FW: Epistle - 3.25.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been another wonderful week in the mission field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone had an interview with President Mansell on Sunday, and passed! He is ready to be baptized this coming Sunday, and I will be performing the baptism. Very cool. Tyrone has been a lot of fun to work with. He has trouble understanding things but has such a strong desire to be right with God. Because he is being baptized the week before General Conference he will either be confirmed there at the baptism or two weeks later on Easter. Bishop will make that decision by Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena wasn't able to be confirmed last week because she was staying in the Hospital with a friend who's Husband was getting ready to pass. So she will be Confirmed this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a lot of fun in my personal study lately preparing a talk for this coming Zone Conference on Friday. The task is to prepare a 5 minute "enlightening message" on the second bullet-point from the Consider This box on page 115 of "Preach My Gospel" (For those that have a copy). For those that don't, it reads, "How will developing Christlike Attributes help me fulfill my purpose as a missioary?" (As I remember it at least) It has been a very interesting talk to prepare, and I always find I study better when I am preparing a talk or workshop so I've enjoyed having the assignment. Hopefully I will have finished polishing it by Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other fun news for Friday, that morning we will wake up, metro down to the Suitland Stake Center (About 40 minutes) for Zone Conference, leave Zone Conference around 1:30 to Metro back home, then we have to be back down at the Suitland Stake Center at 7:00 to be part of a missioanry chorus singing with some Primary kids at a Stake Musical night. That will be an interesting day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything out here is going really well. I hope all of you are well. I love hearing from you when you write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff my mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3394836242135473574?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3394836242135473574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3394836242135473574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3394836242135473574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3394836242135473574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/fwd-fw-epistle-32509.html' title='Fwd: FW: Epistle - 3.25.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-8329714008369628866</id><published>2009-03-11T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:38:45.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Fwd: FW: Epistle - 3.11.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is constantly reminding me that I should be talking about the people I'm working with. So I thought I would try to do that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something I find very difficult, given that I only have 15-20 minutes to write this Epistle, and the EXTREMELY complicated nature of just about everyone I work with. I find it hard to even begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good portion of the people I work with on a day to day basis are practically (or in many cases literally and medically) insane. And it's really not their fault. I spend most of my time in the Ghetto. I would guess there is a 10% employment rate or so (if that). Most everyone is living off of welfare, in Goverment housing. The ones who ARE employed generally have massive Cadillacs or H2's, HUGE flat-screen TV's, and not enough money to put food on the table. As someone coming from a nice little ritzy Suburb, it's something I'm really not sure how to explain to all of you back home. The term "Baby-Mother" and "Baby-Father" is far more prevalent then "Husband" and "Wife". As missionaries we practically start salivating when someone we talk to on the street says something about being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the specific people we work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena is a complete sweet-heart. She is an older lady who is a widow. She lived with her druggy daughter for a while in Anacostia, but now has her own appartment two floors down from us in the high-rise we live in. Several years ago she decided to get closer to God. She gave up Alcohol and Drugs, and started faithfully attending church. She went to a REALLY weird church, which according to her charged 30% tithes, and had most of their sermons consist of a man ranting at the ladies for wearing too much make-up. When we came in to her home and actually taught her something about God, she was hooked. When we taught her the Plan of Salvation she just kept saying "Oh My Gosh. I never heard of this at my church!" Assuming the swelling in her legs isn't too bad, she will be baptized this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyrone. Tyrone has met with, and stopped meeting with, at least two other sets of missionaries before we got here, but never been able to understand their message. Somehow in meeting with us this time he became convinced that we would lead him the right way towards God, and he could trust us. He's willing to basically do whatever we say. The only thing that has been keeping him from baptism is that he needs to know for himself that it is true before we can let him make that Covenant. His whole family grew up singing, they used to sing Gospel as a family at a church. He now lives in his deceased mother's home. He has no job, and if you ask him his career he'll say he's a singer but that he hasn't done that in a while. He lives off his monthly government check. He is very humble and knows that his comprehension "aint all that goood, man" but truly wants to do the right thing. I've come to love him very dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl. Darryl spent the last 5 years homeless after his wife apparently kicked him out of his own home that he built. He has a problem with Alcohol. He was making progress until the last time we went over there. He was drunk, and apparently his "fiance" (whom he had not been dating a week before) had moved in with him. As we were leaving he gave me a big hug, gave me a kiss on the neck and cheek, and said "I love you". We were all laughing pretty hard about the kisses. We've been meeting with Darryl for the past couple months, and we think we're about to lose him, which is really too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I'm out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing really well. I'm learning so much. I don't have the time I wish I did to communicate with all of you, but know that I am having the time of my life. I love these people so much, and find such great joy in watching them grow in the gospel. Yesterday was my 6 month mark. I plan on making the next 18 months even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-8329714008369628866?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8329714008369628866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=8329714008369628866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8329714008369628866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/8329714008369628866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/fwd-fw-epistle-31109.html' title='Fwd: FW: Epistle - 3.11.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1178477104437356815</id><published>2009-03-11T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:37:00.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Pictures From The Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Some recent pics from Elder Bear. Lookin' good, kid!! I love how he's only smiling when he's at a baptism...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5AzrR7I/AAAAAAAAES8/YtmimakS5lI/s1600-h/IMG_0020-756357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311948361441167282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5AzrR7I/AAAAAAAAES8/YtmimakS5lI/s320/IMG_0020-756357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5U8EUjI/AAAAAAAAETE/eA_8hiVa4GA/s1600-h/IMG_0069-757089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311948366845071922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5U8EUjI/AAAAAAAAETE/eA_8hiVa4GA/s320/IMG_0069-757089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5qqKYVI/AAAAAAAAETM/viC41Z-lfq0/s1600-h/IMG_0122-757839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311948372675551570" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5qqKYVI/AAAAAAAAETM/viC41Z-lfq0/s320/IMG_0122-757839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU566siqI/AAAAAAAAETU/HqW0J4uScCM/s1600-h/IMG_0145-759023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311948377039866530" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU566siqI/AAAAAAAAETU/HqW0J4uScCM/s320/IMG_0145-759023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1178477104437356815?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1178477104437356815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1178477104437356815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1178477104437356815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1178477104437356815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/pictures-from-field.html' title='Pictures From The Field'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SbfU5AzrR7I/AAAAAAAAES8/YtmimakS5lI/s72-c/IMG_0020-756357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4959614658730545716</id><published>2009-03-04T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:37:49.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle - 3.4.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Good Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is officially the best P-Day of my mission thus far. Brother Yuen, a member of our ward who moved to DC from Hong Kong about 40 years ago, decided to take us to play tennis, and then to the best chinese restaurant (according to him) in DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me well knows that this was a bit exciting for me :). It's the first time I've gotten to play tennis out on my mission, and one of the other Elders could play pretty well so we had a lot of fun playing one on one while the other 3 elders dinked around. It is very cold out so of course Brother Yuen had reserved indoor courts. As far as score... we had to leave when it was deuce (sp) tied 40-40, my set point, 6-5. I'm ready to assume that I just won :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tennis he took us to some little Chinese restaurant in China town. It has been WAY too long since I had good chinese food. They have "Chinese food" all over the place in DC... but it is really quite attrocious compared to what I could get back home in Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's been a VERY good P-Day! The rest of these days went very nicely as well. Selena (an investigator who lives 2 floors down from us in our building) is excited for her baptism in the next couple weeks. My companions are (as always) a lot of fun, and Elder Montoya and I are going to try and sing "Via Dolorosa" at Sacrament meeting before this transfer ends. I recommend looking that song up it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to all of you. Keep the letters coming those who have been writing... the rest of you... the best time to start is now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4959614658730545716?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4959614658730545716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4959614658730545716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4959614658730545716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4959614658730545716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/epistle-3409.html' title='Epistle - 3.4.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6663687915891423093</id><published>2009-03-04T12:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:05:33.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 2.25.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;Zaneta Washington was baptized on Sunday, that was very cool! A lot of work has gone in to that. Tyrone is waiting a couple more weeks so he can gain a deeper testimony of the truth. Very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday was also a VERY strange day at church. I think we had more visitors at church then Ward Members. We had a huge group of BYU kids. A huge group of people in town for various "conferences". It was very interesting. Among the visitors though was Brother Richard Dance. Someone from back home who recognized me right off the bat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have a lot of time today, and I'm pretty tired. We had a Zone activity today of Flour Bomb Capture the Flag. We found a huge playground, and our entire zone got together for it. "Flour Bombs" are lady's stockings full of flour and knotted up. If everyone wears dark clothing then it leaves a nice white mark when you get hit. If you're hit you're out. The object is to get the other team's flag and run it back to your flag. In the midst of all this of course we are running up slides, jumping off playsets, climbing up ladders and all sorts of madness. The weather miraculously warmed up for us, and it was really a lot of fun. A couple people got some pretty painfully flour-filled eyes but they deemed it well worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;So that is about how life is for me. I'm healthy and safe. Our next baptism should be on March 8th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;Till next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:85%;"&gt;-Elder Ted E. 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See the attached evidence.</title><content type='html'>From Papa Bear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I felt bad and missed Bear.  I studied scriptures for a while and then got on my knees and prayed for Bear and for comfort for myself.  As I was getting up my computer beeped and I received the attached email.  God lives and loves us; we just need to ask sometimes.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SaMUEiKCpbI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/RYxSVWO6Fvk/s1600-h/photo-774633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306106854093530546" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SaMUEiKCpbI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/RYxSVWO6Fvk/s320/photo-774633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-9098255767997225286?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9098255767997225286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=9098255767997225286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9098255767997225286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/9098255767997225286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/fwd-fw-saw-your-son-this-morning-see.html' title='Fw: Saw your son this morning! See the attached evidence.'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SaMUEiKCpbI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/RYxSVWO6Fvk/s72-c/photo-774633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2599163658166761579</id><published>2009-02-18T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:40:28.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Wednesday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful week has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often forget to talk about the people I work with in these epistles, something of which I am oft reminded by various sources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did strike me the other night that it might be interesting for those who read this letter to know that I was teaching an investigator in the home of Sister Lantos, who is the wife of the late Congressman Tom Lantos. Sister Lantos was baptized by (as she refers to him) "Bruce McConkie" while he (who would later become an Apostle) was a mission president in Australia. She is a marvelous lady from Hungary who came to this country with her Husband a long time ago. For a while he was a professor at The University of Washington, and then he moved to California and became a Congressional Representative of California. She has a funny conversion story as well. She was born a Jew, and lost her father and grandfather in the Holocaust. She had no interest in ever becoming a Christian, but one day on accident flipped open to the New Testament in a bible. She says that immediately she felt intense love for this man name Jesus Christ, whom she had been taught to despise. From that moment she simply knew that Jesus Christ was something special, and became a Christian! She later was introduced to the Book of Mormon by family friends, and joined the church (While her husband never did on this earth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in our ward is Congressman Bishop. The Chevy Chase ward has MOST of the famous people, but we have a couple here on Capitol Hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaneta Washington and Tyrone Hall both look solid for their baptisms this sunday. Tyrone has asked me to perform the Ordinance and so I am excited for my first time to do that. I've done a Confirmation before but this will be my first time in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going very well here. I keep meaning to bring my USB cable to the Library with me so I can send some pictures home, I will work on doing that so you can all see what life is like here. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and stay strong in the faith!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2599163658166761579?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2599163658166761579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2599163658166761579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2599163658166761579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2599163658166761579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-wednesday-everyone-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-3526297318044503855</id><published>2009-02-11T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:35:43.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 2.11.09</title><content type='html'>Happy February 11th everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any news to compete with last week's news (yet!) so you will have to settle for a rather duller Epistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My companion is having some back pain, and the doctor has ordered us to bike as little as possible, which means lots of metro'ing and walking. Been sort of interesting to see our area from another angle, slow down and actually be able to talk to the passers-by. From our side we have much more opportunity to invite them to hear the restored gospel! From their side we now have time to pester them. This life is a matter of perspectives... the after-life however... might only have one perspective left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked dad what I should write about, he said to tell you about the people and the work. Why didn't I think of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work is very good. We taught all day yesterday, with just enough time for Lunch and we grabbed some take-out Chinese between our evening and night appointments. Teaching means we had set up appointments that actually held, and we got to get in and teach a lesson. That's my favorite thing to do! We have 4 people on date for baptism, with a goal of 5 by the end of this week. One of my favorite people we are teaching is named Tyrone Hall. He is on date for February 22nd. He has been dropped twice before, meaning that two sets of missionaries have started meeting with him, decided he was unaccountable and stopped meeting with him. I have no idea why, but this time he is progressing. He has trouble understanding things, but he knows it so he works hard at getting it. He has a very strong desire to do what God wants him to do, and knows that we can guide him to that. He often says "I'm stickin wit yall, man" He's really hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as what we do in a day. We spend the majority of our time teaching. Just the way I like it. We tract probably less than 10 hours a week on average. We also try to talk to people on the street when we walk by them. We get fed probably an average of 1-2 meals a week. Some week we get a lot, other weeks none. This week we have one meal, with the Ward Mission Leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really developing a deep love for teaching. I Love to help these people understand the gospel. I enjoy it a lot, and I get a lot of opportunities to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and wish you another wonderful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-3526297318044503855?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3526297318044503855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=3526297318044503855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3526297318044503855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/3526297318044503855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/epistle-21109.html' title='Epistle 2.11.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6880507219053543679</id><published>2009-02-04T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:21:46.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 2.4.09</title><content type='html'>OK Everyone, time is short today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First news: Transfers have come. I am staying in Capitol Hill South with Elder Hayden, and we are receiving a 3rd Elder named Elder Montoya from Arizona. It should be a fun transfer. Threesomes are fun because you can go in to a single female's home without having to get a member of the ward with you. Go go and teach teach! Nothing can stop us now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second item is amazing. I have had an INCREDIBLE opportunity and experience this week. With limited time I will attempt to retell the story as it unfolded to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, as we were leaving the library of congress (Which means right after I wrote you last) I received a phone call from the Assistants. They asked me if I would sing a musical number at a Leadership Meeting that coming Saturday. There was NO leadership meeting planned, and this is last minute, so obviously something weird is going on. I was told I would be singing with Elder Anderson, and accompanied by Elder Ellsworth (An Elder of legendary piano abilities) who are in a companionship up north in College Park. I was told that to accomodate our preparations, our entire district of 4 elders would drop whatever we were doing Friday night, metro up to PG Plaza metro station where they would leave me with the College Park elders for the night. We would prepare our musical number and sing it Saturday Morning. This is weird. It is last minute and messes up everybody's schedule, but it is by order of the Assistants. We will obey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left with Elders Anderson and Ellsworth, they have NO idea what's going on, they found out, along with everyone else, on Wednesday just like me that the meeting even existed! We put together a nice and spiritual version of "Praise to the Man" making heavy use of Elder Ellsworth's incredble ability to compose on the spot. We go home, I sleep on the floor, the next morning we get up and head to the Visitor's Center, not quite sure what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should note that to add to the weirdness, the Visitor's Center is currently closed for recarpeting, and Leadership meeting is always the Saturday AFTER transfers, so the new leadership can be there! On top of which I am not leadership, so me being there at all is just weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go in to find that all of the DC South Mission's leadership are also there (We are the DC North Mission). This is a big meeting. What is going on? We warm up in a side room and take our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they enter. First the DC South mission President. Then the DC North Mission President. Then the Visitor's Center's Senior Couple. And then (PLEASE cue a drum roll in your minds!) Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, member of The Quorum of the Twelve and a Special Witness, an Apostle of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should all know that Elder Holland is my FAVORITE Apostle. I admire the man SO much. I am OBSESSED with some of his Missionary Addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT leadership. I am the ONLY one in this room, who is going to hear Elder Holland speak today, who is not leadership. I am only there, because I get to sing in front of Elder Holland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First our mission presidend took the podium, and informed us that Elder Holland wanted to shake our hands. Make a line row by row. He shook each of our hands, asked us where we were from, and welcomed us to the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang an opening Hymn. Had an opening prayer, and then it was time for our Musical Number. Elder Holland was sitting about two feet away from where we stood at the podium. And we sang "Praise to the Man". Every singing lesson I've ever taken. What little practice I have been dilligent enough to put in to my God-Given talent, was worth it for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not see it, but Elder Anderson informed me, and several other Elders told me it was true, that during our song Elder Holland's eyes teared up. That's incredible to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I get to sing in front of my favorite apostle, but then I got to stick around and hear him address us. He used no microphone. He paced back and forth in front of us and taught us. I was in the front row. It was a small group of maybe 70 Elders he addressed, ALL of them leadership, bearing that weighty responsibility, except for one. One ridiculously blessed, lucky duck who got to be at this meeting because God gave him a smackling of vocal talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of the church understand how amazing this is to me. Non-members should know that to me being in a room with Elder Holland is more special, more incredible to me, than being in a room with every US President who has ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what words more to use to describe this experience. So I think I will leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am (obviously) doing very well. I am healthy. My companion(s now!) are wonderful. The work is good. The people are amazing. I love you all. Please take care of yourselves. Remember that this life is temporary. As the world falls back on posessions and greed, let us fall back on the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Instead of selfishness, let us fall back on selflessness. Instead of taking, let us fall back on giving. And knowing, deep in our hearts, with the utmost faith, that the Lord will repay! In this life or the next I testify that EVERY trial we suffer in this life WILL be made up in the next, through the atonement of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Till next week.&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6880507219053543679?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6880507219053543679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6880507219053543679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6880507219053543679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6880507219053543679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/epistle-2409.html' title='Epistle 2.4.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5464999709674835250</id><published>2009-01-28T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:57:42.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 1.28.09</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful week in the city for me. Next week is transfers. Obviously we won't find out what is going to happen until Monday, but the most likely thing is that my companion will be moved and I will stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a fun week of just pushing myself. Seeing how much more I can do all the time. I've definitely seen rewards in how frequently the Lord guides me, and in the people who he allows us to meet when he knows we're going to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not sure what else to update you all on. Not a lot has changed. This week went by really fast and I feel like I was just writing not so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I'm healthy and happy. I love this work and I know that it is the Lord's work. I know this is His church and it is led by a living prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and love hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep those letters coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5464999709674835250?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5464999709674835250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5464999709674835250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5464999709674835250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5464999709674835250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/01/epistle-12809.html' title='Epistle 1.28.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1229979395935995628</id><published>2009-01-21T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:28:57.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 1.21.09</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple things to report on this week. The first, I call the Miracle of the Tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago I chipped a tooth (eating hard candy, if you must know!). When I went to get it looked at by a Dentist, they informed me that the tooth had chipped because there was decay inside the tooth, under the area that had chipped off (The decay was probably something that didn't get quite cleaned out well enough from a past filling, and had then continued to spread within the tooth). The real problem, however, was that the decay was very VERY close to the nerve of the tooth. The dentist told me that basically, a root canal was needed, because by the time he had cleaned out all the decay, he would hit the root, so it would all have to be removed, and he recommended putting a crown on top to make sure the tooth didn't just break to pieces in the future, since it would be dead. He did say there was a very slight chance that he wouldn't hit the nerve, and he could try just doing a filling, but even then it might just become incredibly painful later on and end up needing a root canal anyways, so it was my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went in to the dentist last week fully expecting a root canal. After much drilling within my tooth, the dentist told his assistant to take an x-ray, and then came in to talk with me. He told me that the very slight chance that he wouldn't hit my nerve, had become a reality. He knew he hadn't hit the nerve because there wasn't blood everywhere (pretty good indicator), so now came the choice. Root canal? or MASSIVE filling? (He had drilled out what seemed like a good 1/4 to 1/3 of my tooth looking at the x-ray (It's really weird seeing an xray where there is a giant hole in your tooth by the way). Basically a filling was a risk. It might get really painful down the road, BUT, the tooth was still alive, and there was a chance it would be fine. Root canal, no chance of pain down the road, but the tooth is dead. Final. I opted for the filling, and prayed all would work out well. It took him about 2 and a half dispensers of the filling to fill my tooth up, and at the end he told me that my tooth and gums would definitely hurt for the next week or so, but should subside after that. That was partially because the nerve would find the artificial filling, and withdraw a bit in to the tooth, and whine to me just to let me know it was still there. I would have cold/warm sensitivity for a week or two which should lesson over time. If it didn't lesson, I would need a root canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later I am amazed to report that I have had absolutely no pains from my tooth. Only a minor sore gum. There are definitely blessings to being on the Lord's work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second item: The cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got REALLY cold last friday. Wind chill got down to around the 0 degrees range. The mission president decided that for Friday and Saturday, missionaries were not allowed to be outside for more than 30 minutes. That meant no tracting, not biking around checking on people or anything. Of course the Lord provided things for us to do and that didn't mean we got to sit around... we actually hardly spent any time in our apartment those two days but still, I just want you all to know our mission president is looking out for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. The one you all want to know about. Inauguration. For the Elders in the city our Mission President decided that we had to be in by 5:00pm Monday through Thursday this week, to keep us away from large groups of partiers or the like. The city is just plain crazy. Yesterday was just a zoo. Most of the roads in the city were shut down to cars. The freeway was open only to HUGE amounts of Metro and Charter busses. Masses of people would just clog a street, so we couldn't get through on bike. I just didn't even really know what to think about it, and I'm really not sure how to describe it. There are no missionaries in this mission who live closer to the capitol building. I feel really grateful that I happened to be here, in this area, in this apartment right at this time. It's just a cool thing to see. When we woke up in the morning the freeway going East was empty, and the freeway going West was nothing but one lane of Metro busses (with a few Charter busses thrown in) as far as we could see up the freeway. An hour later it was two lanes as far as we could see. A couple hours later it was three. These busses were (very slowly) moving the whole time, so it's not just like we were staring at the same busses. There were just that MANY! The cheering during the inaguration was VERY audible from our apartment. Loud people. And then everyone in our building it seems was out on their balconies screaming at the top of their lungs "Obama! I love you boy!" (Actual quote from the deck two right and one up from us). After the inaguration was one of the weirdest things. There were people walking on the westbound part of the freeway leaving the area, and that part of the freeway was open! There were cars wizzing by and people are walking along an area with almost no shoulder. And then it was evey weirder because I saw some DC Crossing Guards (they have official crossing guards here employed by the government) helping people along, so obviously this was one of the official exit routs... a running freeway! I took a TON of pictures, but yet again I forgot my USB cable so I can't send any today. There's a LOT of people in the city. But we are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else to update you all on. I'm healthy, safe, and trying to work hard. I love my calling and am grateful for this opportunity to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Jesus is the Christ. My Lord and Saviour, and I am honored to call him my Master. I desire to serve him through all my days, and am grateful for the knowledge that He can give me the strength to do so, if I but humble myself before Him and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves all of you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love each of you&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1229979395935995628?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1229979395935995628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1229979395935995628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1229979395935995628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1229979395935995628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/01/epistle-12109.html' title='Epistle 1.21.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4457285656219061566</id><published>2009-01-14T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:24:20.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 1.14.09</title><content type='html'>Happy 14th of January everyone! I've now been 20 for a full month. This is my 1/12th Birthday! I believe I'll have a party, or perhaps a root canal. Either one sounds exciting enough for my day =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are very good here. The weather is beautiful and cold. However, since I am newly equipped with a Moroni sporting scarf and some earmuffs I am well prepared to face down any chill wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my companion and I spent some time getting ourselves very organized. I made the decree that I wanted our companionship to work like a well-oiled machine, and so we went about doing that. Sticky note reminders, a small white-board on which we write what time we have to start getting ready to leave whenever we get in, moving the maps of our area from our eating area to out study area so we can plan in the study, and some new firm rules for us to make us more obedient. All of which really make life easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to me to look at how Satan hungrily gobbles up our agency. We give him a little of our agency and he starts dragging us down before we know what happens. And then I look at how the Lord stands ready to accept our Agency. Little by little we choose, ourselves, to give it to him. We see that our lives get better when we do so, and give him a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mission president gave a very cool workshop last transfer on agency. He asked the question, "Once you are out on your mission, and you look at the rules in the handbook, do you really have a choice what time you get up? Do you have a choice when you go to bed?" His answer was surprising, but I agreed with him. No. You don't. When  you go on a mission you agree to live by those rules. You have "excercised" your agency. You don't have it anymore. What you DO have is the choice to be a covenant breaker or not. To stand by your word or not. That's the only choice you can really make.&lt;br /&gt;As members of the church we make some very sacred covenants. We excercise our agency and we really only have that simple choice to make. Am I a covenant-keeper, or a covenant breaker? If the answer is the first, then yes, I will accept the calling accepted to me. Yes I will magnify my calling. Yes I will give all that I have to building the Lord's kingdom. The only other option, and the option that entails rejecting callings, not giving of all of our time requested, and doing anything less, is being a covenant breaker. So which will we be? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought for all of you. Even non-members have many obligations they freely enter in to and so excercise their agency. Are you going to call in faking sick to your employer? Or are you going to be the best employee you can be? What choice are you REALLY making? Am I going to be an honest person who does what I said I was going to do, or am I going to be a liar?&lt;br /&gt;Today's epistle wasn't written incredibly well, so I hope you all understand what I'm saying. I need to run home because my ride should be here soon, and then I'm off to the dentists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Jesus Christ is our savior and redeemer, and that through him we can become better and better every day of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill your time with good things. There are too many good things to do with our time to waste any of life's most precious resource on anything less than great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next week,&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4457285656219061566?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4457285656219061566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4457285656219061566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4457285656219061566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4457285656219061566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/01/epistle-11409.html' title='Epistle 1.14.09'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-1334635505343482663</id><published>2009-01-07T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:43:20.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 1.7.2009</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time is very short so this will be brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been very good. The work is picking up in my new area. The Lord has given us some amazing new investigators, one of whom started talking to us on the street, another of whom yelled at us asking for "tracts" as we biked by him. Both want to hear our message and have a desire to change their lives. We can't ask for better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward is amazing. The city is beautiful. The work is great. I'm having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. The gospel is true. Expect a better epistle next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-1334635505343482663?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1334635505343482663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=1334635505343482663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1334635505343482663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/1334635505343482663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2009/01/epistle-172009.html' title='Epistle 1.7.2009'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-640968810751798632</id><published>2008-12-31T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:47:35.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 12.31.08</title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a fantastic week, and a very blessed Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas really started on Christmas Eve. The 4 Capitol Hill ward elders were invited over to the Degn families home for dinner on Christmas Eve. When we got there Brother Degn explained we would be having sort of a strange meal, consisting of Edamame, Stir Fry, and Pot-Stickers. While my companions weren't quite sure what foreign langauge Brother Degn was speaking... anyone who knows me very well would know that at this point I have a huge grin on my face, and feel like I just came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just been transferred to a new ward, and the family who had invited us over to dinner fixed what would be my favorite meal back home. If that's not a Christmas present from the Lord I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that's not enough, we have then had almost a full week of temperatures above 50 degrees, with sunshine... at the tail end of DECEMBER! It's been incredible, but we've felt blessed, and I feel like a lucky man. I essentially got my favorite food, followed by a week of my favorite weather. Not too hot, not too cold, and sunny. It's been a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that there is not too much to update you all on. The work continues. It's beautiful in the Capitol. Seeing that big dome as you bike around is an amazing thing. My companion and I are getting along well, and we have found that we have almost eerily similar personalities and quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. And will leave you with a fun thought/testimony I had when asked to bear my testimony in my new ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bulk of my testimony can be summed up in three names, which we say a lot, but rarely stop to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is that God is our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;The second is that Jesus is the Christ.&lt;br /&gt;The Third is that this is, in fact, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do we really stop and think about what those names mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the literal Father of our spirits. He has a relationship with us as His children. He cares about us, and the daily happenings in our lives. He cares when we stub a toe. None of our problems are too great or too small for Him, and He wants to hear about them through frequent prayer. I know that is true and I know that he answers our prayers in His way and His time, which are best for our Eternal progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the Christ! He is our savior and our redeemer! Through his Atonement all of us can become better. We can work our way back home to live with our Heavenly Father. How grateful I am for Him, and for the knowledge I have been blessed to have of His true doctrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It is His church, with His authority. It is The only one! And it is established in the Latter Days, meaning that these are the final days before His triumphant return to the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a glorious message is contained within the simplicity of these three names: Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, and The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bear my humble witness that these things are true, and that I know them to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and wish you the best year of your lives (yet) for 2009, and that each day may be the best of your life (yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-640968810751798632?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/640968810751798632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=640968810751798632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/640968810751798632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/640968810751798632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/epistle-123108.html' title='Epistle 12.31.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6417277932651749995</id><published>2008-12-24T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:46:34.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 12.24.08</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Eve my dear friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, in fact, been transferred. Remember a couple weeks ago when I was so excited to be e-mailing from the Library of Congress for the day? Well I'm there again, and this time it isn't an excursion! I now live just a few blocks from the Capitol building of the United States. We can see the building from our deck, and it's almost always present and visible as we bike around. It's really quite incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited about my new area, and expect a fun transfer ahead. I am still on a bike, and it is cold, but that's ok when you're on the Lord's errand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new companion is Elder Hayden. He is from Detroit, and says he had quite a culture shock when he got to DC by how many white people were here! He is white but apparently he's quite the minority in his hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the library is closing soon. My new ward is amazing and I'm excited for a great transfer ahead. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6417277932651749995?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6417277932651749995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6417277932651749995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6417277932651749995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6417277932651749995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/epistle-122408.html' title='Epistle 12.24.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-7248377323953655429</id><published>2008-12-19T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:49:58.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Letters'/><title type='text'>Family Letter 12.3.08</title><content type='html'>* &lt;em&gt;This is kind of an experiment - Elder Bear sends lovely handwritten letters home to his parents, and we'd like to include them on this blog, fancy hand writing and all! Unfortunately, when viewed on the blog page, the sides of the pages are cut off. The problem can be avoided by viewing the blog through a Reader, such as &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt;. Alternately, you can click on the page images to be taken to the original album and view the pages there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/989mb5wNt7oNYiyzbFXddw?authkey=dExza-NF2pY&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SUwUwy9OrZI/AAAAAAAACOw/B50EaeoBUqI/s800/Elder_Adams_Letter_12-3-08%5B1%5D_Page_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/teahlo/ElderTedEBear?authkey=dExza-NF2pY&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: auto"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5BpiY5BbYnQuDGMsvGd4HQ?authkey=dExza-NF2pY&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SUwUxAtehgI/AAAAAAAACO4/b44YFUfG-ms/s800/Elder_Adams_Letter_12-3-08%5B1%5D_Page_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/teahlo/ElderTedEBear?authkey=dExza-NF2pY&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-7248377323953655429?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7248377323953655429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=7248377323953655429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7248377323953655429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/7248377323953655429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-elder-ted-e.html' title='Family Letter 12.3.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SUwUwy9OrZI/AAAAAAAACOw/B50EaeoBUqI/s72-c/Elder_Adams_Letter_12-3-08%5B1%5D_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-6913023689738556859</id><published>2008-12-17T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:58:04.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 12.17.08</title><content type='html'>*&lt;em&gt;Elder Bear celebrated his own birthday this past weekend, just a day away from the birth of his first nephew. A very happy birthday to Elder Bear, and a very Merry Christmas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the year is almost over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, it is my Mom's Birthday on friday! Happy Birthday to her! This is a big birthday for her as she is turning 30! The big 3 decades! Or maybe she just looks 30... since beauty is ageless it is just so hard to remember how long this earth has been graced with her presence... never sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks I should be a lawyer, I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are really good here. I am probably moving on Saturday, and will find out for sure and where I'm going tomorrow night, which is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned so much from Anacostia, and from my trainer. It has been an incredible time and I've loved (almost) every minute of it, and the few minutes I haven't loved in retrospect were the most important and valuable moments. Funny how that works in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest things that I've learned is that I don't know very much when compared with the Lord. No matter how smart I am and no matter how much I know, I'll always be better off listening to the spirit, because God knows more! Simple, obvious things like that, which you've always known, but never learned can make a big difference once you truly learn them. And I like getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very short Preparation Day today, because transfers are on saturday instead of the normal Wednesday, we have two half P-days. Which means we have from 10am-1pm to get done laundry, shopping, e-mail and letters. NOT a lot of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. I know that this is the true church of our Lord Jesus Christ. I know he loves me. I know he loves you. I know that because of his Atoning sacrifice we can become better children of our Heavenly Father every day, every hour, every minute, and every second of our lives, and I am exceedingly grateful for that, because I always want to be progressing, changing and getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-6913023689738556859?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6913023689738556859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=6913023689738556859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6913023689738556859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/6913023689738556859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/epistle-121708.html' title='Epistle 12.17.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5883119802557836849</id><published>2008-12-10T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:06:18.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 12.10.08</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are very good in the life of Elder Adams. We have some incredible investigators who practically teach themselves. It's a real joy to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also been able to go up to the Festival of Lights a couple of times. The first time we saw the Suzuki Flute Ensemble. 92 young flute players... that's a lot of flutes! The second time we saw a local high school madrigal group, which went all out with victorian costumes and English accents. These humble investigators have never seen anything like it in their lives! It's quite fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Ambasadors night last thursday we got to see  Elder Neil L. Andersen of the Presidency of the 70. He gave an amazing talk about the need for light in our lives, especially during the christmas season, and it was just fun to see such an incredible man up close!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not sure what else to say. It's getting cold out, but today is warm actually. The Lord is changing me and perfecting me constantly, and I love it. I want to become whatever he wants me to be, so that when I see him again he will be happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to be acceptable to the Lord, and I am willing to work to make that so.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Take care of yourselves and I'll keep taking care of myself, and most importantly keep praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the christ. He lives. This is His Church, His Priesthood, His Authority on the earth for the Salvation of all mankind. I know this to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5883119802557836849?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5883119802557836849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5883119802557836849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5883119802557836849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5883119802557836849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/epistle-121008.html' title='Epistle 12.10.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-4975332052275553694</id><published>2008-12-03T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:02:34.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epistles'/><title type='text'>Epistle 12.3.08</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara's baptism on Sunday was beautiful. I will be confirming her on this coming Sunday. She's been a pleasure to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is the first day of the Washington DC Temple's Festival of Lights. 450,000 lights are put up, with musical performances for free every night from Dec. 6th to Jan 1st. But perhaps even more exciting is that this Thursday our district has been rewarded for hard work by being given Parking Lot/Usher duty for one of the VIP nights to kick off the festival. Lots of high ranking ambassadors and religious leaders from the area all come to the Temple Visitors center, and some General Authorities come to address them. Last year President Packer and Elder Ballard were there. We don't know who will be here this year and they might be from the 70 instead of apostles, but still we're excited to get to be close to them. Last year the missionaries doing duty that night got to shake their hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some fun delving in to Christ's Parable of the Talents this week. In short the fun thing I learned was this:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone comes in to this life with a different amount of Talents and Gifts, which are given to them from God. When all is said and done we will be judged by how much we have done proportionate to how much we are given. The man who received 5 talents was expected to gain 5 more. The man with 1 talent, had he gained one more, would have been commended just as warmly by the master as the other 2. However, having gained nothing he lost that which he had been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a reminder to me that all we really have to worry about is how much we are doing with what we have. Christ will make up the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you all that I know that Jesus is the Christ, and that he will make up the difference. His sacrifice does not simply make up for our sins, it makes up for all of life's unfairness. Every bad thing we were given, every good thing we weren't. Every trial we go through and every pain we feel. All of it is covered in that great and eternal sacrifice He has offered us.&lt;br /&gt;I am eternally grateful for that, and urge anyone who will hear me to find within themselves that hope, for without hope we must be living in despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff my mailbox,&lt;br /&gt;-Elder Ted E. Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-4975332052275553694?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4975332052275553694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=4975332052275553694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4975332052275553694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/4975332052275553694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/epistle-12308.html' title='Epistle 12.3.08'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-2113779303166816626</id><published>2008-12-01T07:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T08:04:57.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Photos of Elder Ted E. Bear, prior to his mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKclxZSPI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YTUhzsKD75U/s1600-h/Ted+MTC+9-2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274852549849598194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKclxZSPI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YTUhzsKD75U/s320/Ted+MTC+9-2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Elder Bear in front of the Missionary Training Center, in Provo, Utah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKcbiFSVI/AAAAAAAACCI/36A4smwUt5E/s1600-h/Ted+MTC+9-2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274852547101018450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKcbiFSVI/AAAAAAAACCI/36A4smwUt5E/s320/Ted+MTC+9-2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Elder Bear in front of the Salt Lake City, Utah temple)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKbyXEhnI/AAAAAAAACCA/OA5PwMyYDUc/s1600-h/Ted+MTC+9-2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274852536048977522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKbyXEhnI/AAAAAAAACCA/OA5PwMyYDUc/s320/Ted+MTC+9-2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Again, in front of the temple. Is he shrinking?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKbS8LWbI/AAAAAAAACB4/BZBrgdMULKQ/s1600-h/Ted+MTC+9-2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274852527614679474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKbS8LWbI/AAAAAAAACB4/BZBrgdMULKQ/s320/Ted+MTC+9-2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;The incredible shrinking Elder Bear!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-2113779303166816626?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2113779303166816626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=2113779303166816626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2113779303166816626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/2113779303166816626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/12/photos-of-elder-ted-e-bear-prior-to-his.html' title='Photos of Elder Ted E. Bear, prior to his mission'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/STQKclxZSPI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YTUhzsKD75U/s72-c/Ted+MTC+9-2008+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5911838107024413111.post-5049573938245936174</id><published>2008-11-29T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:04:43.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of a Bear</title><content type='html'>Here shall reside the thoughts, notes, pictures, and adventures of Elder A., henceforth known as Elder Ted E. Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5911838107024413111-5049573938245936174?l=eldertedebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5049573938245936174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5911838107024413111&amp;postID=5049573938245936174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5049573938245936174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5911838107024413111/posts/default/5049573938245936174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eldertedebear.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-of-bear.html' title='Thoughts of a Bear'/><author><name>Aunt LoLo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0hz_VRzJjSY/SkNqnSLt7KI/AAAAAAAAGZc/S0w-PDhgBD0/S220/June+2009+046-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
