Happy Veteran's Day

Happy Veterans Day!

The whole valley has shut down today; the boulevard (the main drag) is closed due to a huge parade that's going to be taking place in about fifteen minutes. It's nice to see the general population pay their respects to the men and women that serve and have served our country. I often wish that we could take a page out of Asian culture in that regard - we don't pay the elderly anywhere near the amount of respect we ought to. I am glad that Veterans Day is on a P-day, however; we wouldn't have anything to do or anyone to visit otherwise. I'm also glad high school football is almost over with. The local high school plays in the state championship this week and then we won't have to kick around rocks every Friday night because everyone and their dog is at the football game.

This was not a very fruitful week, unfortunately; we "lost" our top two investigators in the same day. They're more "on hold" than "lost", really. We found out Steve Kamin is moving back to Vegas (which is good because it's still in our mission) and Sadie is on bed-rest in Vegas for the next five or six weeks until she has her baby. So, we're kind of back to the drawing board with finding some new investigators, but that's okay! That's all part of the job description, right? Plus, a couple programs in Sacrament meeting this Sunday were about missionary work and how the members can better assist the missionaries, so hopefully some referrals crop up due to the new state of awareness.
We're going to Vegas on Wednesday to listen to Elder Larry Echohawk (SWEET name) of the 70 address us. They've asked our zone, the Mesquite Zone, to prepare a musical number and we haven't practiced at all and I'm stressin'. I can thank my band directors for that. They've also asked us to prepare a five minute talk each, as names will be pulled out of a hat and we'll have to speak if called up. Stressin' about that, too. It's all good in Zion, though.

In closing, I highly recommend perusing www.biblevideos.org. These videos depicting the earthly ministry of Jesus Christ, are awesome, and great to share with your friends. Also, shout out to Zak (you're welcome, Zak).

Love you guys, keep being awesome and have family prayer/scripture study/family home evening etc, etc.

Jesse

 

Elder Stu Loerchter from the U of U Marching Band with
Elder Jesse Dowdle. Two of the "Three Amigos". 

Elder Loerchter, Jairo, and Elder Dowdle as the Three Amigos
at the U of U a year before their missions to Las Vegas West

 

Transfers

Hey there-

This week has crawled like no other before it, and hopefully like no other after, too. I think it's been crawling for a couple of reasons, reason number one being that it was transfer week. Having a new companion for the first 24 hours is really weird, especially after living with the same person for three months. It took some getting used to to see Elder Steenstra's stuff where Elder Millar's used to be. Elder Steenstra is from a military family (Navy) and has lived just about everywhere in the US, which is something I can kinda relate to. Born in Philly (but a Vikings fan...); pretty cool guy. Another reason this week was so slow was the absence of district meeting. The week of transfers, we don't have our normal district meeting on Tuesday, and not having that meeting made this week seem so long. The REAL reason, however, for the eternity that was this past week was the "Hannah Situation".

We called it the Hannah Situation because it felt like a military-esque problem and we basically had a war on our hands. This girl, Hannah, is a fifteen year old girl who is friends with plenty of members in the area. She's wanted to be baptized for about two years and has been attending (and living in the boundaries of) a certain ward; her parents said she would have to wait until she's 18 to be baptized. However, just this past month, her father finally gave her permission to take the lessons and be baptized. About a week prior to that, she moved across the street from her old house and into another ward boundary; one that isn't under our stewardship and belongs to another companionship. Naturally, the missionaries who cover her area began to teach her and tell her that upon being baptized, she would have to attend the ward that she lives in as opposed to the one that she had been going to. Once the Bishop of her previous ward heard about that, he flipped and, well, long story short: The missionaries teaching her (who were doing absolutely nothing wrong) were the subject of so much hate and conflict, it made me sick to my stomach. President Black was called and chewed out some ward leadership, but it was all just so stupid and wouldn't have happened had everybody seen past the logistics and realize that she's receiving a SAVING ORDINANCE. Who cares where she attends as long as she's receiving the same Gospel? Oh, and the irony of it all? We found out yesterday she's moving to Oregon, so all of this ridiculous ward-warfare means absolutely nothing. She had a wonderful baptism this past Saturday, but the conflict behind the scenes sullied it for me a bit. Trials come in all shapes and sizes, and in ways you never see coming. I take solace in the words of Joseph Smith in Doctrine and Covenants 123:17; I know that if I do what I need to to the best of my ability, I can stand by and let my Lord and Savior take control. Everything shakes out like it's supposed to, right? Right.

Much love,

Jesse

p.s. Please talk to people you don't recognize before sacrament meeting. Makes all the difference in the world.



Elders Dowdle, Kaelberer, Steenstra, and Quintana
 

 

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween, I guess?

So, transfer news: the call came in on Saturday and I'll be staying in Logandale for at least another six weeks with an Elder Steenstra. Yes, Steenstra. The poor members in Logandale, having to pronounce Dowdle and Steenstra. Apparently this guy has only been out three more months than I have, so we're both relatively young. He trained someone in my district these past two transfers (I think it might have been my MTC companion, actually) because the mission was so young and they really needed trainers. I've heard from a couple other Elders in the Vegas area that he's pretty serious, from a military family, and wants to work; I can deal pretty well with all of that. I'm actually pretty excited to meet him and get moving; we'll be picking him up in Vegas today at around 5:00PM. Elder Millar is getting sent to the Red Rock zone, which is the nicest (most affluent) zone in the entire mission. However, he's getting this kid who came out with me who is a handful, so his patience will probably be tested a bit. Millar deserves to go in valley finally; he's been out about 17 months and he's only spent three of those months in Vegas. That's a little weird when your mission call says "Las Vegas" and you spend your mission in the boonies, so he's pretty pumped. We'll have a new district leader, Elder Jones, which I'm excited about. He's a quiet and humble guy who really has a passion for the work. I think we're probably going to see a surge in missionary activity these next six weeks in Moapa Valley.
It was a quiet week as far as missionary activity goes. We had a couple "promising" referrals that ended up being a couple of door slams, my favorite. Deja Vu, I feel like I've typed that before...oh well. We are moving very slowly on Steve Kamin; he's following the Word of Wisdom as of last week but he wants to start over with the lessons so he can really learn what we're all about (plus, a goofy ward mission leader quoted Isaiah in our last lesson for about an hour). C'est la vie. I don't really know any French.

Hope everything is going well in The Woodlands! Thanks for all the birthday wishes and stuff,

Jesse

Carved pumpkins for district meeting

Happy Halloween from Logandale

Last day as a teenager

'Sup.

I'm using as much slang as I can, seeing as today is my last day as a teenager. I've been a "man" in the eyes of the state for two years (and anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I'm a man ONLY in the eyes of the state) but as of tomorrow I cease to be a teenager. I don't think being 20 years old has really hit me yet, but I also don't know if I really want it to hit me. Thank you all SO much for the letters and packages; the lady at the post office is super snarky about our mail, so the more stuff she has to carry, the better.

Julia was baptized this Saturday and it was wonderful and well attended by members of her ward; Elder Millar and I played small insignificant parts in the service in order to allow the ward to participate and get to know Julia pretty well. She was confirmed the next day in Sacrament meeting and her nonmember father was there, staying for the whole meeting (which happened to be the primary program). Hopefully we'll be able to meet with him soon, as it seems as though he's felt the Spirit on several different occasions. He's a great man and has had little exposure to the Gospel and to Church culture, but the little he's experienced he's liked. Not to mention the Logandale 4th ward is doing an incredible job with fellowship and making him and Julia feel comfortable and well-liked. It's amazing to see the night and day difference between someone unsure about a decision and someone that has prayed and received an answer to a question. Julia was a different person after she had knelt down and asked her Heavenly Father if baptism was a step she was supposed to take. She was sure of herself and happier, common traits among those who seek to find out for themselves through fervent and sincere prayer.

As this transfer winds to a close (last week is coming up), I can barely believe I've been here for three months. I'm most likely going to be here for three more, which is a little strange, but how things work. We sat through three primary programs yesterday, and it was odd to watch the kids speak and sing and go "I know almost every single one of them...by name". Whether it's through dinner appointments or other visits, we've come to know a plethora of families here in the valley, and it's amazing how much I find myself remembering. In Dale Carnegie's "How to Win Friends and Influence People", he admonishes the readers to learn names and one important fact. This has helped so much in member relations as of late, and we're seeing referrals because of it. I know that the Spirit is with us as we talk with the members in church and during the week; I can feel it. Long story short, I love love love being a missionary. Best thing ever, honestly.

I love you guys very much.

Jesse

 

 

 

Julia Johnson before her baptism on Oct. 20th





Giant Logandale spiders. Back at the weird castle 

 

Zone Conference

Hey guys,

How in the world is it already October 15th? It's been kind of a crazy week to say the least; it's gone by extremely quick yet so much has happened. On Tuesday we had a Zone Conference and President Black and his wife came down to be there with us and have interviews. My interview with President Black was really great. He has this spirit about him that's just incredible (did I mention he graduated from the U? Just sayin'...). We talked about the work in Logandale, my challenges thus far and where I've felt the most growth. When he asked me what picks me up when I feel discouraged, what keeps me going, I immediately said "My family", and it's true. The badge I wear has two names on it, and I want to represent them both to the best of my ability. He also said that Elder Millar is almost guaranteed to get out to Vegas on the 29th, seeing as he's been out for 16 months and only three of those months have been spent in Vegas (his greenie area, too). I'm bummed to see him go; we've become pretty good friends over these past twelve weeks, but I'm glad he gets to serve in the valley. Out of valley areas can feel like banishment sometimes, and he's been away from Vegas for far too long, so it'll be a good change. I don't even want to think about my next companion for fear of jinxing it...

So we had a lesson with Julia on Sunday and she brought up some concerns about her baptism. She said she wasn't so sure about it yet. We asked about her concerns and fears and what prompted this realization and she couldn't really say. Finally, after about a couple seconds of silence we asked, "have you prayed about it?" to which she shook her head. We challenged her to pray about it that night and plan on seeing her at 8:00PM today. Hopefully she will have received a witness last night and she'll be able to make the right decision; if that's the case, the baptism will probably have to be postponed, as she hasn't been to enough sacrament meetings yet. I'm actually glad she was brave enough to bring up her concerns to us; we talked and got closer as friends as well and I feel she'll make the right decision. Teaching is a little slow right now, but this next week we should have some more potentials and referrals to check up on. We've also been keeping track of rejections lately, so we're more apt to talk to every single person we see. It's paid off so far; an unorthodox way to make sure you contact everyone you see, but an effective one.

Love you guys a ton! Keep doing what you know you should.

-Jesse

General Conference

Howdy howdy.

I say "Howdy" way more up here than I ever have in my LIFE. Same with y'all, I'm afraid to report. I use those two all the time and I just don't get it. It must be the years in Texas, if you can call The Woodlands "Texas", manifesting themselves in me as I walk around the desert talking to the residents of Logantucky. In all honesty, I've got some mad Texas pride going on since being out here. I'm all for secession now; Romney for President of Texas if things don't work out this November (praying and hoping and praying). Speaking of which, Elder Millar and I find it hilarious that almost every prayer in Sacrament meeting has something along the lines of "and please bless those that are in the race to lead this country"; some have straight up said "please bless and help Mitt Romney", which I can assume wouldn't go over too well in anywhere but Logandale. I'm all for praying for our leaders, but there's praying and then there's campaigning...

Anyways, this week has been a pretty good one. We have a baptism date set for Julia Johnson, a fourteen year old girl in a part-member family! She's set for October the 20th and we're way excited. Her mom is in the process of becoming reactivated and her father is not a member, but okay with his daughter learning more about it. Julia became interested when she became friends with a lot of the young women in Logandale 4th ward, and they've been fellowshipping her something heavy. It's such a testament to the amazing effect your example can have on somebody. As soon as someone finds out that you're a Mormon, all eyes are on you. People are curious; they want to know what we believe, how we act, how we think. We are doing our Church and our Savior a disservice by acting contrary to how we should. Julia represents one sheep coming into the fold due to the example someone has set; imagine the masses that can know of this wonderful Gospel if we all lived and acted how we know we should. It helps me realize that I don't always portray the kind of person I want to, and I work on that every single day.

Remember how I've said Logandale is a pretty funny place? Well, a couple out here decided to build a castle and they have parties on top of said castle with moonbounces and what not. I'll include some pictures. Funny place, Logandale. Transfers are October 29th and Elder Millar will most likely be shipped out of Moapa Valley since he's been here for some time. We shall see, though. We shall see.

How awesome was conference? Conference as a missionary is just about the best thing ever. I've never really sat and listened like I was able to this weekend, and I could actually feel my testimony of our leaders grow and expand. I know without a shadow of a doubt that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet of God; the God of Abraham, the God of Jacob, and the God of Israel. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever and I know that He speaks through His prophets and apostles today. I yearn for the opportunity to bear this testimony with all I come in contact with, not for the duration of my mission, but for the duration of my life. There is nothing like seeing the Holy Ghost manifest itself in one who seeks to know for themselves. I am blessed beyond belief for this glorious work I am able to participate in.

I love you guys way too much. Take care of my dog, gosh dangit.

Love,
Jesse

You know, your run-of-the-mill castle here in 

Logandale, complete with Moonbounce. 

Me disapproving of the moonbounce-equipped 

castle.

It's already October

Hey guys,

September is over and done with; shortest month of all time. This has all just flown by so far and it's semi-freakin' me out. I feel like I stepped in the MTC two weeks ago as opposed to ten, and it's odd to think that I've spent as long as I have in Logandale. Logic says I'll be sticking around her for about two more transfers, but you never really know. I'd like that, as member trust is really the way to go in a place like this. So many people hold on to referrals for missionaries they feel will be up to the task and I'd like to have some more time to continue to prove to the members here that we are those missionaries. We had one of those referrals yesterday, actually; a girl gave us the number and name of a friend who wants to learn more. Hopefully we can gain the trust of all the members in the valley and help them understand that we're up to the task.

We've made some headway with an investigator by the name of Steve Kamin this week. His wife had a beautiful baby girl named Delaney last Tuesday and they are beaming as brand new parents. We went over to offer service and he asked us for the rest of the missionary discussions (we had given them a week before, he asked again due to the baby). He expressed a desire to eventually become a member of this church, but also said it's important to him that he knows that it's all true. Hopefully tomorrow when we discuss the Plan of Salvation we can help him gain that testimony.

Things are going pretty well and pretty quickly. Keep being awesome to your local missionaries; helpful members are the best kind of members. Every member a missionary.

Love,
Jesse