Easter

It was Easter Yesterday! 1st, we need to remember that Easter is not about bunnies and candy! It's about Jesus Christ! He is no longer in the tomb, he is alive! He lives!!! :) It's amazing. So for your Easter Homework, click on this link helives.mormon.org It's about a 2 minute video! And it's about Jesus Christ! Ye shall watch it! :() We share this video with everyone we meet! And it's amazing! Everyone of all different cultures and backgrounds and religions all love this video and it brings them to tears and it brings them motivation and purpose and happiness to their life! My favorite part is when it says "There are no lost causes" And Emilie Ann Poirier!!! my darling sister, If you are reading this, WATCH IT. It reminded me of your love for people and for serving others, and how you ALWAYS try and REACH OUT. :) This was made for everyone to watch! It's beautiful and wonderful, so don't take my word for it, learn of it yourselves! We also had general conference. General Conference is when the Prophet of our church and his 12 apostles speak to the world twice a year! When Jesus was on the Earth he called 12 apostles! And so this church is established as the church in Jesus's time, with twelve apostles! Who speak to us and help to guide us along this challenging journey. One challenge I went through this week was being away from my Family during Easter! Easter is my favorite holiday. We have this Easter tradition to dress up and I always wear purple, my favorite color and the color of Easter. Then! We would Go to the Catholic church ( always crowded with tons of people, that we call the C and E people (Christmas and Easter people) so we would sit in the back, and try and be quiet, but in all honestly, I'm a non-stop talker, so it was always hard not to talk. When the songs would come, I would sing my heart out. Then after church, we would go home and have brunch with all of our family. So missing this Easter was super super super hard for me. One time i remember walking in church and immediately a man got up so that I could have a spot to sit by all my family. He was dressed in really rudgedy clothes, and didn't look super clean, but he was at church, and that was pretty cool. I remember the whole time feeling like I should invite this man to our Easter Brunch. But analyzing it over and over again in my head, I just couldn't get the courage to ask him, because I didn't want to make my family uncomfortable. As soon as church ended, I think I was like 9 or 10 years old, so my 10 year old self, immediately told my parents about my ideas. We were in the car by that time, and my parents said, OF COURSE HE IS WELCOME, so we drove around for 15 minutes searching for where he could have gone. We couldn't find him. And I vividly remember how sad I was. So sad that perhaps I should have asked him to come and I didn't, and how maybe he was hungry and was going to have a bad Easter. I think about that experience all the time, and it's probably one of the saddest things to think about. But my parents spoke with me and assured me that if we didn't find him on the street that he MUST be with someone else and that he would have food with them, and he probably has his own family, and we don't want to take him away from that. That experience is so clear in my mind, his face so clear, I someday want to meet him, and make sure he is okay. I wrote a poem about him too. The poem is at home, in one of my many piles and boxes of poems. I don't have it with me, or else I would write it in this email. Easter has always been a special day to me and my family, and it's been hard to not be with my family during that day. I told my companion of our traditions. How we would hide our baskets from the Easter bunny, and he would rehide them with candy in it. I cried during my prayer during that night before Easter, because I didn't have a basket to hide, the Bunny wouldn't rehide it, and I wouldn't be frantically searching in the morning to try and beat my sister's to it. And I wouldn't be going to church with my family, and have our brunch afterward. So I just cried. I was laying in bed and crying, and another Sister missionary in the room asked if I was okay. I said yes. 10 minutes passed and I asked her for a hug, I felt I needed one. Sister Salcido is her name, she gave me the best hug, a hug that I really really needed, and her hug alone assured me that everything would be okay. Then we turned the conversation into jokes about the 6 foot tall Easter bunny and if we should leave our doors unlocked so he could come in. It was really funny, so I went to sleep on a happy note. In the morning, our alarms sounded. And I heard my companion Sister Sullivan shout "THE EASTER BUNNY CAME, HAPPY EASTER!!!" And all over our floor was grass and candy and "becausehe lives" cards about Jesus Christ, and a bunny. And one single basket. And the basket was for me. I'll send pictures of what it was like. I wasn't with my family, but I was with another family, a family of sisters, and Sister Salcido told me "that's why we're here, to be your family" So that Easter day, was a very good day. A day of happiness, a day of family, a hard, but good day, a day of love. I hope all of you enjoyed your Easter just as much as I enjoyed mine. And I hope all of you remember why we celebrate Easter, because of Him, because of Jesus Christ, we can return to live with Heavenly father, and our families can be,, TOGETHER FOREVER:) In Jesus Name, Amen!

I Love ARIZONA!

So this week went by super well:) We went bowling on Monday! We might go to a baseball game today! GO GIANTS:) This is my district bowling they are so cool. Then this is me eating fruit from a Mexican Shack. Funny story, I was trying to show off the pretty fruit, and ended up spilling it all over my dress and the floor. #LibbieProblems#SisterPoirierProblems#missionaryProblems so if you're having a bad week. Just think of me spilling all the creme over my dress and all my companion saying "this is why white girls don't go into Mexican stores". Yeah. That girl next to me is Dulce, all her family are members of the church but she isn't. She wants to raise her family in the Church of Jesus Christ, but she doesn't quite want to be baptized yet! We explain that baptism is just the first step. And Jesus Christ! He too got baptized! We pray for her every night! She is super sweet! We saw the Jesus the Christ pagent in mesa! It was so great! Jesus Christ rose from the dead! It's a free pagent put on by the church that talks about Jesus's life and his death and his ressurection! We went once in english with our english investigators! And once in spanish! The spanish one was so cool! And we had 9 investigators come! Investigators just mean people that are investigating the church! It was so great to have them come because it helped them see how much Christ plays a part in our church. He is literally the center of our church! 2 Nephi 25:26 "And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our children may know to what source they may look for a remission of their sins" It's all about Christ! And Christ makes me so happy! We are focusing on families these next three weeks! Because families are the most important! I also realized that my address wasn't sent out to half of you because of email problems! So here it is: Sister Libbie Rose Poirier Arizona Tempe Mission 1871 E Del Rio Dr. Tempe, Arizona 85282 Feel free to write, but don't feel obligated:) If you write me, I write back. I'm probably better at responding to letters than emails:) Just so you know! Spanish is going good! I'm going work really hard this week to study it better. Studying is the hardest part for me! But that's okay because I'm going to try anyways and ask for God's help. In preparation for Easter! I encourage all of you to read the accounts in Matthew Mark, Luke or John, about Christ's resurrection and how beautiful and marvelous and wonderful Christ truly is! If ye feel so inspired tell me how it went and what you learned. I send all my love, -Hermana Libbie Poirier

She Has Left the MTC

I don't have much time today, I leave the MTC tonight and will head to Arizona to start my next adventure. I've been praying for people to meet at the airport to share the gospel with them! I'm a missionary with a missionary tag! People see me and they watch what I do, And most importantly, Jesus is watching, so I better represent him well:) This is my scripture I've chosen to share 27 But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; 1 Corinthians 1:27 I just want to say: I'm 19 years old, I have little life experience. And I don't speak very much Spanish. When God is talking about weak things of the world, that's me. When God talks about foolish things of the world, that's me. Why would God call younger and younger missionaries to preach his gospel? Why not educated people who have studied this gospel all their lives and know every single scripture reference and have basically memorized all the scriptures or maybe someone who is actually fluent in the language. Why not call more qualified people?? More qualified than me? There is a saying in this church for every calling we get like "bishop" or "missionary" or "activities coordinator" or "relief society president" The saying is "God doesn't call the qualified, he qualifies the called." I know that to be true. He's qualifying me, by surrounding me with experiences where I can learn from others around me. One of my favorite scripture in the Book of Mormon is this: 27 And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them. Ether 12:27 I love this, because I can rely on God and he can make me strong. He gives me weaknesses. Weaknesses are a gift!! We are weak so we can become strong and I'm grateful for that hope. I love you all, Sorry for not responding to each person for lack of time, I shall find time to respond next week:) With love, Hermana Poirier heading to AZ!

Letter to Jesus

If I could write a letter to Jesus, I think this is what I would say. Dear Jesus, Jesus, the Lord, shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace, Redeemer, Savior, But, most importantly, Jesus my Elder brother. I've never had a brother before. An older Brother to protect me, to beat up those who hurt me, and threaten those who dare try to hurt me. I know you wouldn't be like that. You wouldn't beat someone up, because you are loving. But I know you would protect me. I feel like that's what you are doing now. While I'm here in Arizona talking to these people, all these brothers and sisters of you and me, you're protecting me. Sometimes it's scary, to talk to that person sitting on the sidewalk alone, or talk to that group of young kids who make fun of me, or laugh at me. But then I think about what you went through for me. I know that when you suffered and then died on the cross for me, that you were thinking of me. That you had me in your mind. That you looked towards God and asked "Why hast thou forsaken me?" You asked that because you knew that I would ask, at some point in my life, or at several points in my life, you knew that I would ask God, my heavenly father "Why has thou forsaken me?" You asked God that, because you knew how I was feeling. I know I didn't even go through nearly .00000000001 percent of what you went through. But I know that you still suffered, and the pains you suffered, are the pains that I sometimes feel. I talked with my companion today, you know Sister Sullivan, our dear sister. And she explained to me that you don't want me to have to suffer, EVER. And that's why you thought of me, when you suffered for me. I read in the scriptures, in the Book of Mormon and in the Bible, about the apostles and disciples that you have called. And they talk about you. I found a scripture and it says "And the world, because of their iniquity, shall judge him to be a thing of naught; wherefore they scourge him, and he suffereth it; and they smite him, and he suffereth it. Yea, they spit upon him, and he suffereth it, because of his loving kindness and his long-suffering towards the children of men" (1 Nephi 19:9) And it makes me sad. That the world did that to you. They spit upon you, they smote you, they judged you, they scourged you, and that you suffered it, and kept suffering it, because of me, and all the other children, all of your brothers and sisters. But, then, after you suffered it, you lived. You came back to live, you overcame death, you resurrected And you live. I know that you live Jesus. I know it. And because you live, you can comfort me, because you live you can be here for me. I read in Matthew 11:28-30 "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light" This is what you told those that you were ministering to. You want us to come unto you, you want us to yoke with you, to be with you, and have you beside us to bear the burdens with us. Because your yoke is easy, your burdens are light! And when we come unto you, then our burdens too can be light! Jesus, that's why I am a missionary now. I wear a name tag, and the name tag says JESUCRISTO or JESUS CHRIST, in bold. Because I'm yoking with you, I'm giving you my burdens, and I'm going forth as a disciple of Christ as you have called me to be! And my burdens are made light because of you. Because when you knelt down in the Garden Of Gethsemane, where Luke Explains in chapter 22: 44 "And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground" I know when you prayed more earnestly, you were thinking of me, and all our other brothers and sisters, and suffering all their pains. Then, after that, you go back to your disciples and find they have fallen asleep, and then Judas betrays you, Pilate convicts you, the Jews say "crucify him" and you bear that cross, until your death. My burdens are light because you bore my pain, you bore my grief, you bore every single thing. My burdens are light because of you Jesus. I am eternally grateful. I can never repay you, but I will do my best to be my best, because of how much you have done for me. I love you my elder brother Jesus Christ, I know that you live, you overcame the chains of death. I know you will come again someday, and I will get to hug you, and I will thank you, and cry at your feet, praising your name. Thanks for being the best brother that I've ever had. And I testify and pray and write these things in your name, because YOU are the savior, Jesus Christ, Amen. With Dear Love, Sister Libbie Poirier