Monday, December 14, 2009

I'll be home for Christmas...

..NOT!!!
Gomen nasai....
How is everyone doing? Hope your Christmas is as bright as mine - being away in all. I love being a missionary. It helped realized how many blessings the Lord has poured upon my life. It has helped me gain a greater testimony of the Savior and Ive been able to come closer to Him by living a more Gospel centered life, and my heart is abounding with gratitude and love for all those around me, especially my family. I love my family with all my heart and Im so grateful for the countless sacrifices they have made in my behalf, allowing me to serve the Lord with all my heart. And all those friends who are also family to me too, all their love and support.
I am so blessed to have the Gospel in my life. As I was sitting after lunch yesterday, I was pondering upon the many blessings weve been given recently and I turned to my companion and said: Im so tired, but Im so happy. I love being a missionary.
He kind of looked at me weird but he understood.
Im sad because this is the last Christmas Ill spend as a missionary. I cant believe I only have 4 transfers left - I dont want it to be over. I love this marvelous work. Which brings me to my next point:
We were on the way to Zone COnference in Okayama, good 2.5 hours by bus. I fell asleep shortly after our rest stop, only to wake up to a really strange feeling of something being wrong. I looked back and behind the sisters, there was a young woman, probably around our age, going into convulsions. She was having an epileptic attack. My first thought was `grab her tongue` (good old boy scouts huh?) so she doesnt chole ot death. It was pretty violent and it was difficult to keep her down. The next thing that came to me was to give her a blessing. As my companion struggled to grab her tongue (getting his finger bit in the process), I administered one of the quickest blessings Ive ever given. Blessing her to be healed, not 2 seconds passed and she was back asleep. Her body convulsed again, and after a quick prayer she stopped. The paramedics eventually came to us on the side of the road, taking her to a nearby hospital. It was scary but it was incredible to see that kind of a miracle right there and then. I call it the miracle on the bus.
I hope that all of you have an unforgettable holiday season as you let the light of the Savior come into your life through love and obedience to His commandments. I know Ill be trying pretty hard to. I love each and every one, and I testify that Jesus is the very Christ, and that He lives and loves each and every one of us. As we come to Him, He will heal us through the Atonement. And so I testify in His name, Jesus Christ, amen.
With all my love,

Elder Victor M. S. Mourao
Japan Hiroshima Mission