Monday, April 27, 2015

#43 xingaheli xtesloha (tsonga)

Group in the village we went to teach, about 60 showed up (last week's letter)
8ta

not sure what to say about this week. So sorry my letters have been rubbish lately.

We've had an Afrikaaner come to church for 3 weeks in a row which is a miracle in itself.

I dunno, just fighting for our Savior clear over here in Limpopo, one of the most surreal places on earth. Just wild how somehow I'm a member of this church, and how now I'm serving as an instrument to bring souls unto Christ. Like how on earth was I put into the only true and living church on earth? 

My testimony of the book of mormon is coming along. 

I wasn't there when Lehi cast himself upon his bed in a vision, I wasn't there when Nephi reclaimed the brass plates from the courts of King Laban in Jerusalem, I wasn't there when he somehow constructed a ship out of raw materials. I wasn't there when the arrived in the promised land, when Nephi under the influence delivered his sermon to the Gentiles of these latter-days. 

I wasn't there when Enos hungered for spiritual meat he couldn't hunt with his bow and arrow, I wasn't there when King Benjamin with the voice of angels delivered his eloquent exortation to the ancient inhabbitants of the America's to follow Christ, and forsake sin. I wasn't there when Abinadi quoted the poetic words of the ancient prophet Isaiah, shackled in chains before the wicked and powerful King Noah, when he fufilled his prophetic duty of testifying of the literal Son of God, when his 'enemies prowled around him like wolves'.  

I wasn't there when his only convert, Alma- fled and baptized thousands in the waters of Mormon. I wasn't there with Alma and Amulek, I didn't watch them convert thousands to the knowledge of the truth, I wasn't there when the wives and children of their converts were burned before there very own eyes, and I wasn't there when the prison walls shook and they walked out triumphantly.  I wasn't there when Alma contended against Zeezrom, or left the judgement seat to become a missionary. 

I wasn't there when the stripling warriors left their mothers, I wasn't there when not one of them fell. I wasn't there when captain Moroni vigorously waved the message as a standard to the nations "In memory of our God, our freedom, our religion, our wives and children" I wasn't there when Heleman instructed his sons Nephi and Lehi, I wasn't there when they themselves where cast into the same prison in which Alma and Amulek were years earlier. I wasn't there as they were encircled about with fire, and I wasn't there when Samuel the Lamanite defended the faith amongst the apostate Nephites, because he knew it was true. 

I wasn't there when Mormon quoted and abridged the words of the prophets onto golden plates, I wasn't there when he gave it to his son, Moroni. I wasn't there when the brother of Jared saw the finger of the Lord, I wasn't there when they where buried deep in the depths of the ocean. I wasn't there when Moroni ran through the forests of present-day New york, putting the final touches into the book he was staking his life on. And I wasn't there, when thousands of years later, he appeared as a ressurected glorified being in the room of Joseph smith, and instructed him to translate it from it's reformed egyptian language into english. 

I wasn't even there when Joseph Smith was martyred, minutes before reading a book which the people claimed he "had made up", and finding solice in it. I wasn't even there when my ancestors left footprints of blood acrossed the frozen plains because they thought it's what God wanted them to do. Most importantly I wasn't there when our Savior knelt in the garden of Gethsemane and payed the ultimate, horrible price for our uncleanliness and infirmities. 

But it doesn't matter. I believe that its true and that's enough. And it's sent me clear to South Africa.

lol sorry I'm outta time.

Elder Clegg
Relaxin' on p-day


Visiting the animals with my new companion.





Monday, April 20, 2015

#42 What is Xenophobia?

Howzit magents? 

Sorry 0 time.

Had an investigator who had a dream about angel Moroni and Joseph Smith getting the plates, and how we were all on a ship that broke and we started sinking but Jesus rescued us, so that was pretty legit.

Stuff is picking up here, seeing lil miracles as the days roll on-
for instance we met this new guy named Micheal, one day we were out contacting at this street market thing and we had a big banner of Jesus Christ, and he saw us and walked past us.

When he got to the other side of the street, a voice pounded through his head "go back and talk to them". so he was really freaked out, but he did, and we found him, and he has a family. The spirit sjamboked him.

Don't get to see conference for another month, I'm telling you this place is like the remotest of remote.

On Sunday, we talked to a guy who said he could organize his congregation to listen to us, so we went to Zangoma village (kinda scary zangoma is a witch doctor) and taught 60+ people the Restoration of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and placed a book of mormon w/ everyone who could read english. Stoked about that.
Bad news the village is crazzzzy far so we probably won't be going back.

There's been a bunch of attacks on foreigners lately, which is pretty wild, but I feel super safe interestingly enough, like I'm where I'm supposed to be.

Keep God's African children in your prayers.

Sorry I wish i had time but I really don't.

Also took that banner w/ Jesus on it and just targeted people and walked straight at them with this huge picture it was crazy funny I'll try to attatch a photo.

Love you guys. Miss you guys. Pray for you guys. Mission is hard, but worth it. Trusting things to look up. Isn't his name "An High Priest of Good Things to Come", or something?


Love you guys, lekkerslap. 

Elder Clegg

Monday, April 13, 2015

#41 Huya Morrrrrr


Good morning from Africa. Lotta monkeys at our chapel currently by where I am emailing.

A mission is something else.. I don't even know where to begin.

Sometimes I forget I'm in Africa, like the other day some dudes nailed a hippo on the road in Letsitele (a nearby town) and so the people in the bush ran out w/ knives and started cutting it up to get some meat and then a bakkie (truck) drove past and nailed all 11 people.

Also people here talk to bones to tell their future, there's a bunch of freaky stuff going down in the villages.

There's a new Elder in our district named Elder Paul from Malawi, I was asking him about his life back at home and he told me how they would put poison into minnie meal and put it on the ground so the birds would eat it and then die. They would then take out the birds intestines and put alot of salt on the bird so they wouldn't get poisoned. Wild stuff. Ate a pig head just the other day. Also there's alot of mopanni worms I'm probably gonna eat this week.

Anyways like 0 time as always, but yesterday we were teaching a guy named Daniel who legit lives at the top of the mountain in the village. Was just teaching this guy, he's 6 foot 4, extremely poor and not very good in English- but you can tell he can feel the spirit and is truly putting forth his best effort to come unto Christ. 

While we were teaching him outside a little brick shack, overlooking the valley of grass-top houses and African trees and rocky fingers, just looking at his skinny, slender face- I caught a glimpse, just in my minds-eye I could see this man's Spirit, or maybe it was his future perfected-soul, celestialized in God's kingdom. It was a different experience, for just a glimpse I saw a tall, handsome man, with a clean smile and shaven face just staring at me, in a glorious, perfected form. Just caught a glimpse, maybe just a tiny bit- Helped me to know that no matter what our life is like right now, eventually things will get better, and because of Christ we have a plan of hapiness, designed to make us happy.  No matter how imperfect we are, things will be alright in the end. His grace is sufficient for all sinners, we just gotta have faith in that.

"My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong"

I have a testimony that the gospel has been restored by Jesus Christ through Joseph Smith. I have a testimony that God lives, and that things will work out in the end.

Had 4 solid investigators at church which is pretty good for Tzaneen. Stuff will happen. We are just imperfect instruments here on earth, but in the hands of the Master, we can do miracles.

Love you guys, which I could express it better but I really can't. Miss you, and seriously pray for you.

Elder Tanner Clegg



Monday, April 6, 2015

#40 He is Risen

Where even am I?

Crazy, hectic, long and hard week. Had to make the trek down to Johannesburg to pick up my new companion, Elder May.

Elder May is super sweet, he's into climbing and cinematography, and he's also into working hard and feeling the spirit so it's pretty sweet if you ask me.

Eish where even do I begin? This week is our "Week of Witnessing", so what we've been doing is we have been going around to all of our various areas up here and just spreading the beautiful story of our Savior, and what is possible because He Lives.

Never thought on Easter morning I'd be walking up and down a mountain in a village called Motupa, trying to find people who can speak english, but I wouldn't have it any other way. You guys can help in this worldwide missionary push- by hashtagging everything to (hashtag)BecauseHeLives. And getting everyone to go to Helives.mormon.org. Let's get some views, let's help some people know about their Savior.

Just trying to figure out alot of things, just trying to know this and that- Don't have too much to say this week, other than I'm grateful that He lives.

It seems as if your mission has a way of exposing all your infirmities and weaknesses and isolating you from the worldly comforts and outlets and protections that I would turn to back at home to find relief from fears and struggles, eliminating every single solution, except the inevitablbe: Relying on your Savior. Sometimes, you have absolutly no choice other than to rely on the Savior. Because in all reality, human eyes and hearts and ears and minds, including your own; can't comprehend what you're going through and what it will take to fix you and make you what you want and need to be and feel. 

Just trying to say, the only real solution to anything is relying on the Savior, and the mission has taught me how to do that. 

I've really changed... alot. Like before I came here I really didn't wanna change.. but I think that God had different plans or different ideas or thought I'd be happier if I was a little more Christlike.. so I think I'm getting there; Slowly but surely.. changing a little bit more. And I know that God will help to change anyone- not alter or take away from your personality or anything like that, but rather to enrich and refine, make you a better you I guess.

Anyways, let us stand as witnesses of Christ, and remember that we celebrate easter every sacrament meeting by partaking of the sacrament, remembering why we can live forever, and more importantly; why we can live with God forever.

Love you guys all, miss you guys all. Pray for you guys all, and hope the best for you guys all.

Elder Clegg