From the desert city currently buried under a foot of snow, HELLO! Seriously, just when we had gotten rid of the last snow, more came in. According to a reputable source (that lady on the street) traffic has been worse in the past 2 weeks than it has been in years. Surprise, surprise. I actually feel sorry for the Sister missionaries in our district. One is from Texas, and the other has been in St. George for the past 16 months. They don't like the snow, lets leave it at that. Anyway, enough about the weather. This week has been soooo busy! I went on my first transfer this week. I went over to the North stake, and the district leader, Elder Henderson, came to our area. The Elder I was with, Elder Baker, is awesome. He is 18, but he looks like he is in his 20's. He is also a big joker, and for a while I was honestly afraid that he was going to start contacting people while speaking with a Spanish accent. But he does take the work seriously, he just has fun doing it. 

 Elder Gordy and I now have several more people to teach. I almost wrote that we had found more people, but in reality, the Lord led them to us. I have seen amazing things this week. I have seen hearts softened, even transformed. We now have three siblings who are preparing for baptism, and they are a great example to their less active parents. A young girl is hearing the lessons, in spite of the lack of support from her family. Actually, scratch that. There are two girls in that same situation. I thought I knew what faith was, until I came out here. I have seen acts of faith from complete strangers that have left me in awe.

I had an interesting experience this week. In the past little while, I have struggled at times to find the courage to open my mouth, and declare the gospel. There has been sickness going around, and several missionaries have caught it. I also caught it, but unlike the others, I completely lost my voice for 2 days. Let me tell you, not speaking  is completely different from not having the option to speak. It reminded me of the parable of the talents. We may at times feel like the man with one talent. And maybe we are. If we are, then we need to show the Lord what we can do with that one talent. And when we show the Lord that we can be trusted, then He will bestow more talents upon us. I have gained a great appreciation for, not only the opportunity, but the ability that I have to raise my voice and declare that I know that the Lord lives, that His Priesthood authority exists on the earth, and that His church has been restored to the earth in it's fullness. To all those that read this, I invite you: identify the talents, the gifts, the blessings that you have received from our Father in Heaven. We all have them. Find them. And then do something. Share what you have, use what you have been given to bless someone else's life. I promise that as you do this, that our Heavenly Father will shower you with blessings. This is my testimony. My talent. And I share it in the name of our Savior, Jesus Christ, amen.

Elder Miller 

P.S. Yes, Mom. I am better now. :)