"I betcha..."

When I was still down in Billings I decided that one day I was going to eat a one pound hamburger. Why I decided this? Because people told me that I couldn't. Well finally I made a bet with another missionary that I would do it, I would eat this one pound hamburger. Naturally if you looked at me you would probably think that I couldn't do it either. I mean I am a small person so where would all this food go? Well we went to the resturant and I ordered my hamburger and fries and a drink. Really I was a little hesitant when I saw my food. That was a lot of food and I was starting to second think my decision. But I had to do it. I had ordered my food and everyone was expecting me to attempt this challenge. Strangly enough I did it. I, Sister Jensen, ate a one pound hamburger and fries and a drink. Those that were there were shocked that I could do it. Those that I tell this story to are shocked that I could do it. The more I think about it the more I am shocked that I could do it.

I have had a lot of experiences where people have doubted whether I could do something because of my size, or my age, or, sadly enough, because I am a woman. They like to make bets with me that they think I will lose. Often times I prove them wrong but sometimes I don't. Whether I do or I don't it is never a pleasant feeling when someone thinks you can't do something.

Really that is the way Satan wants you to think too, that you can't do something or anything. It is that negative thinking that starts to work at us and prevents us from really accomplishing any tasks. Luckily God is not this way. He is that person sitting next to you at that table when you have a couple more bites left saying, "Come on I know you can do it. Just a few more bites left." He is the one to tell you that He knows you can do it even before you pull up to the resturant. He is our number one supporter. Sometimes things may seem hard and we don't know if we can accomplish them but with God's help we can do anything.

Now I don't know if I can eat a one pound hamburger again but I do know that I can do hard things. I can do them because I have God on my side to help me and to support me.

Superba

Learned a new word this weekend from a very interesting man. The word; superba.

One Sunday afternoon we decided to go tract a town that we had never been to before. As we were out we ran into an elderly man that was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints but because he lived about 30 miles away from the nearest church building and didn't have transportation he doesn't really attend.

As we knocked on his door and he opened it, he just looked so happy and grateful that we were there. At the time neither I nor my companion knew that he was a member. From that visit we learned a lot about him and his history. One thing stood out to me was that he kept asking us if we were from the ward and when we would say yes he would clap his hands and say, "Superba!" He was just so happy to have the Spirit in his home again.

I think that we all go through times in our lives when we have drawn away from God and Jesus Christ. That because of one reason or another our relationship with them weakens and it isn't as strong as it once was. The wonderful thing is that Jesus Christ is always on the other side of the door knocking waiting for us to answer and let him in. Just like this fella answering the door and exclaiming, "superba" because we were there we to should open the door to Jesus Christ and shout, "superba" because he is in our lives.

Lightening = wake up!

No surprise to anyone it has been raining a lot in Montana. Now I don't really have a problem with rain I love to watch storms move in. One thing I really love is thunderstorms. There is something behind watching the lightening and listening to the thunder. It just gives me a thrill of some sorts.

With all this rain I was expecting us to have a thunderstorm anytime soon. Days would go by but no storm. Rain would fall but no storm. I had almost lost hope that we would have a storm. Finally one came at 4:30 in the morning. Not at all when I had hoped for or even desired. Luckily for me the thunder woke me up and I was able to see a couple of lightening strikes before I fell back to sleep. The next morning I was talking to a lady we live with about the storm. My companion later on asks if there was a storm because she didn't wake up from anything and had only heard about it from me and our host member talking about it.

This reminds me of when Christ is going to come again. He says he will come as a thief in the night. We won't know when it will come and we each  pray that we will be able to recognize when he comes. Now I don't want to be a deep sleeper in spiritual things and miss over the signs in life that point me to God because I can't wake up. This can happen to any of us though. We can each be deep sleepers. Luckily though God loves us and He wants us to be awake for when Christ comes again. He gives us prophets and the scriptures to wake us up. By following the guidance of the Lord's words we can be awake and ready for the day when Christ will return.