Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Merry Christmas from Elder Burt!


Merry Christmas and Feliz Natal Everyone!!!

So we just had this thing called "Natal" down here in Brazil. I don't know if you celebrate it back in the states, it seemed familiar but I guess it's a summer holiday during which you nearly die from heat exhaustion and sugar overdoses. At least that was my experience.

But actually, Christmas is pretty awesome here, certainly one that I will remember for the rest of my life. My first Christmas away from home, while on my mission, focused very much on the true reason behind the holiday. Definitely a great spirit of giving and Christ-like love throughout the day. Let me give you all a quick run through of what it was like:

Woke up super early (5:50) even though we were allowed to sleep in. Read scriptures, prayed, and worked on some little gifts for my district. I stole the idea from President Eyring's last conference talk. Wrote down a phrase and a scripture that I thought specifically applied to each person and then explained myself in a little note. Not a lot but I put quite a bit of thought into it to make sure it was personalized.

Had breakfast and then a devotional from Elder Costa, the area president of Brazil. He's an awesome man, and whenever he speaks I get a lot more excited to head into the mission field and teach.
Afterwards we had most of the day to relax, play games, and dress in our normal clothes. You'd be amazed at just how great it feels to dress like a regular person for just a little bit. I played a lot of ping-pong, got to chat back and forth with my family over e-mail, and eat morbid amounts of candy. They treat us really well here because they know it's hard being away from home, and I appreciated it.

At the end of the day we watched the First Presidency Christmas Devotional. I really enjoyed it, especially President Monson's message. Great way to end an awesome day, with a general feeling of love between everyone here.

So quickly, as my last few minutes tick down, I want to take this opportunity on this post-Christmas e-mail to bear my testimony of Christ. This is something that I know without any doubt and wish to shout with the voice of an angel. He is our Savior. He loves all of us, enough to suffer unimaginably for our pains, sins, and afflictions. He lives. He died, three days later he broke the bonds of death, and by so doing allowed us to do the same. I love him with all the depth and breadth of my soul, and that's the real reason why I'm down here in Brazil. He is the bedrock of my testimony, the foundation of who I am. I wish that I could talk to each of you individually to share this, but this is going to have to do. I truly do know that this is his work, and I'm doing my best to follow his will.

So that's all, do good work everyone and spread this good word! I'm doing my best over here.

Much Love,
Elder Alex Burt



Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Ho, Ho, Hot!

Oi, everybody!

I can hardly believe that another week has rolled around here at the MTC, time is beginning to really fly by. It's so crazy that next week is Christmas. It certainly doesn't feel like it here in Brazil, due to it being the middle of summer. Singing all of these Christmas songs, Christmas decorations, etc. is really odd when it's like 80 degrees all the time. But hey, 'tis still the season to be jolly. And celebrate the birth of our beloved Savior!

This past week is kind of underwhelming in comparison to my last post. We spent P-day this week shopping for Christmas rather than preaching the word as much as last week. Sadly, the ladies we talked to didn't show up to meet with us again. I'm not terribly surprised, but it was definitely a bummer. At least we got them the Book of Mormon, and hopefully they will read it.

The beginning of this week I spent in a kind of preparation for the possible lesson. I had an "English Fast," meaning I tried my hardest not to speak or read English. I did this Monday through Wednesday afternoon--I read only Portuguese the whole time, but had a bit more trouble with the speaking. I got through all of Monday, speaking English only at dinner and gym. Tuesday I made it until Lunch, and then backed off a little bit. I tried to speak as much as I could, but not exclusively. In any case I could tell it helped my Portuguese a lot and I felt more confident speaking. Though it will be wonderful to read some English again, haha.

On Sunday I had the chance to be a part of a quintet singing "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief" for the CTM in celebration of Joseph Smith's upcoming birthday. It was really powerful, and I was grateful to get to share my testimony through song with the other missionaries. I also made a recording of it which I will send home when I get into the field.

I want to make a quick mention of some close friends and family who had birthdays these last few days. Happy birthday to Pops, you're the best--and I was happy to read that you got my letter directly on your birthday. The only present I could give you, hope it was all right. Happy birthday to Tasha Szilagyi, who is officially an old woman now that she's left her teens. And of course a very, very happy birthday to the best brother in the world. Andrew's 16 now, ladies, so jump on it. Hopefully I haven't forgotten anyone. If so, know that I still love you.

Other than all this I can't think of much excitement that's happened. Language continues to progress, though I'm getting a little antsy to go to Belo Horizonte. The Spirit is strong here, the church is true, I love the work, and I love all of you! And, of course, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Sincerely,
Elder Alex Burt

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

An Awesome P-Day


Elder Burt with his companion, Elder Cushing
Hello once again!

So all of the events of this last week were overshadowed by an awesome P-day today which I want to focus on. Let's just say I placed my first Book of Mormon, set up my first lesson appointment, and had a guy convinced I was fluent in Portuguese and I'm still here at the CTM!

So now you have to sit through a little bit of boring stuff to get to that juicy excitement. This week has been solid as far as learning goes, though perhaps not as obvious as the first few weeks. Now I'm working primarily on not sounding like a total imbecile when I speak. Not sure if that's going too well.  But I am able to comprehend much more, I read the Liahona in Portuguese and can understand just about all of it. Reading comprehension has always been my strong suit and hopefully it will help me teach better as well. It's been extremely warm here, which I don't like too much. Though I'm sure some of you back in rainy, cold Washington are pretty jealous.

All righty, on to the good stuff. Our district set a goal on Sunday to focus on being missionaries on P-day. We're here to teach the word, so why not start now? Initially we were going to hand out pass-along cards and have short conversations with people about the Church. But apparently the Church doesn't really use pass-along cards anymore so we had to find another way. I walked out of the CTM with a single Book of Mormon I had bought that morning at the distribution center. I was praying all week for Heavenly Father to bring me to someone who needed the gospel, and my prayer was especially fervent today. So at first my companion and I just wandered around feeling afraid to start talking. Eventually we came across the sisters from our district talking to a couple of guys in a shop. We jumped in, and immediately one of the sisters told them that I spoke Portuguese. She was trying to compliment me by saying that I was coming along well, but they took it to mean that I was fluent. And so began a ten minute discussion with one of them, trying to maintain the appearance of understanding when really I only understood like twenty percent of what he said. At one point he stopped to ask me to give my "testament," so I took a minute to bear my testimony about the gospel and the Book of Mormon. Then he was off again--I guess he took the missionary discussions at his house and studied the Book of Mormon. He kept on saying how we had a beautiful church and it was a beautiful book, but he seemed pretty set in his ways. The whole time he kept expecting me to translate what he was saying to the others, even though I understood about as much as they did. Pretty funny.

Then we went to a juice store, where we met a few older women sitting at a table. My companion started talking to them, so I jumped in, as did another companionship from our district. We had a good chat, I understood most of it unlike with the first guy, and at the end I asked if I could give them the Book of Mormon before we left so that they could learn more. They seemed excited, said they would read it, and asked if they could meet up with us next Wednesday at the same spot to talk about it. I was pretty psyched and we set off in a great mood, ready to keep preaching the word.

We met a few girls who were on their break from work, and we asked if we could practice our Portuguese with them. They seemed far more excited to talk to Americans than to hear about the church, but in any case we talked for about five minutes as we walked them back to their work. I'm pretty sure we may have accidentally left our boundaries to get there, but we quickly went back, I promise! Spent a little longer trying to find people to talk to but eventually came back to the CTM.

I felt like a real missionary, and it made me confident that once I get out in the field I should be able to pick up on the language and the routine. I love that people here are willing to just talk to you, even if we seem like stupid foreigners. More than anything I'm grateful that Heavenly Father could put these people in my way and the Spirit could guide us at least a little bit. The gospel is true, I'm trying my best to do the work of God, and I hope you're all doing well!

Sincerely,
Elder Alex Burt

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The Spirit of God is Over Brazil

Hello everyone, from the beautiful country of Brazil!

I don't have quite as much time today, but I'll try to write down as much as I possibly can in these short minutes. First off I want to talk about the spiritual experiences I had this week:

The primary one occurred over the weekend. My companion got really sick on Saturday-- a ton of coughing, a fever, a migraine and all that nasty stuff. It was getting worse throughout the day to the point where he had to just go to our room and sleep from five o'clock until the next day - which meant, of course, that I had to sit in there with him, studying away at my desk with just a lamp on.  I admit I actually enjoyed this, it was kind of relaxing -- but still not worth his sickness, of course!  Anyway, I got to give my first blessing to administer to the sick that afternoon. I blessed him to recover quickly, along with some other words of comfort, trying to follow the Spirit, I guess. In any case, the next morning when we woke up he was like 90% better! All he had left was a slight cough which disappeared over the course of the day. He was still pretty tired for the next day, but all in all it was a very faith-promoting experience for me. Priesthood power really works, guys!

Also, at one of the devotionals this week the speaker said something that stuck with me. He said that at this point in history "the Spirit of God is over Brazil," meaning that these are the years when missionary work is truly flourishing here. I guess everyone already knows this, but the way he phrased it seemed really awesome to me. This work, no matter where you are in the world, is so important! I know that's true.

I've also had some great experiences with music this last week. I truly believe that while words communicate meaning to the mind, music speaks to the soul. I have felt the Spirit strongly while listening to choirs and singing myself. I was chosen this last week to sing a solo for the MTC of "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief," just one of the verses. I feel like that's how I bear my testimony best, through singing.

Now I only have three minutes left and I haven't talked about the cultural stuff yet...but here goes. Last P-Day we went to this restaurant called a Rodizio. They bring around giant cuts of meat and let you pick what and how much you want. I don't think I've ever had so much meat in my life, and I had no idea what any of it was. So so so delicious.
 
The language is continuing to progress. I'd say the biggest change I've seen in myself this last week is increased confidence. I know how to express what I'm feeling without sounding silly with constant "ums" and "uhs." I can't say a lot, but I can say it marginally well. And I am learning how to say a lot more--vocab continues to zoom along. My weakest point is definitely listening comprehension. I can understand my teachers perfectly, but when I get out in the streets I still feel pretty lost. But I'll get there!

So I've got to go. Thanks to all of you who are supporting me back home. I love you, and I know I'm in the right place.  Goodbye!


Sincerely,

Elder Alex Burt

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Much to Be Grateful For

Hello everyone!

Another week here in the CTM. And it was Thanksgiving! Which, let me tell you, is kind of underwhelming here. We had an actual Thanksgiving meal for lunch with potatoes and turkey and stuffing -- it was heavenly. But other than that, just a long day of classes and learning. I guess that about sums up everything, just learning and practicing teaching and reading and studying. And some occasional volleyball. But I digress! 

What I want to talk about this week, based on the holiday, is a few of the things I'm grateful for here on my mission:

1) The gospel and the Church. This really is all true, I know it now more than ever. It makes this whole thing a lot easier knowing what I'm doing it for...although it also puts a lot more pressure on me. This is eternal salvation we're talking about.

2) The Atonement. We watched a video this week and it was extremely touching. It was about the Atonement, with talks by President Eyring and Elder Holland in the background as scenes of Christ's life were shown. It was powerful, I felt the Spirit strongly, and felt increased love for my Savior. One quote by Elder Holland stuck out to me as he talked about missionary work. He said, in response to the questioning of missionaries why missions weren't easier, why people didn't accept the gospel, that "Salvation was never easy!" Christ's task was not easy, and neither is ours. We have to remember him.

3) Grasping the language. I know for a fact that the Spirit has to be helping me out with this. Though I'm still a long way from where I could be, I am learning at a ridiculously fast pace. I had a chance to practice teaching a pretend investigator this last Saturday, during which an instructor watches you via video camera and critiques you. Afterwards, he came in exclaiming that we were perfect, had no problems, and were ready to leave the CTM. He asked if I knew Spanish, and was surprised to hear that I'd only known English and some sad French until three weeks ago. He was probably exaggerating, but in any case I felt good and knew that it isn't me--it's a blessing from God.

4) An awesome companion and district. I got crazy lucky in that regard.

5) And I have to finish on this one and can't spend as much time as I would like. Impressions from the Spirit. They come to me frequently and keep me going through exhaustion. Answers to prayers, feelings of happiness and encouragement, and much more. I wish I had time to share a couple but my time is about up and I'd like to write to my family a bit more, haha.

With much love,
Elder Alex Burt

P.S. Write to me. Please and thank you.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Sao Paulo Temple

Elder Burt attended the Sao Paulo Temple this week.
Thanks to Sister Degn for sending us this great picture.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Learn, Learn, Learn!

Alex at Cheney's Cookie Shop on his P-Day
Oi, everyone, from your favorite missionary! This week I received somewhat fewer e-mails from my family, which means I have a bit more time to focus on talking to all of you. I'm sure the viewers number in the thousands. ;)

To begin with, let me talk about some of the fun things I've been up to. I wish I had more stories to share, but at this point everything is just learn-learn-learn, so I'm doing lots but haven't really done a lot of cool Brazilian stuff yet. P-Days (the day of the week when we get some time off, for those of you who don't know) are really great. We actually get to go around the local city and explore/buy things. It's really hard not to spend all of my money, there's so much cool, interesting stuff to get. The food is different, the language is different, but the people are just people... if a little bit nicer than the average American, haha. Oh, and also the Brazilian National Anthem is the coolest song ever. We sing it every Sunday, and I look forward to it each week.

As far as language study goes, I'm continuing to leap forward. I definitely have a semi-photographic memory or something, because I can memorize 35 vocab words with ease after reviewing them once. There's always a couple that throw me for a loop, but overall problems are minimal. I'm not saying it's me. I absolutely know it's Heavenly Father helping me out through the Spirit. Especially based on an experience I had over the weekend. I was getting frustrated with my companion a little bit for getting off task, and our relationship was clearly suffering. But even though I stayed on task diligently, I wasn't learning as well. On Sunday I realized that I was placing too little value in his extreme kindness, love, and humility. That day we started getting along better and now we're very much in sync. The next day in the morning I wrote down a few questions that I hoped to have answered throughout the day in study, relating to myself and the gospel. One of which was how to learn better or faster. That day I found that I was learning at an increased pace, and definitely received the answer that the secret, for me, to better learning is more love and humility ALONG with diligence. So yeah. Not only was my question answered, but I realized the importance of these qualities. And also learned a little bit about leadership in the Church from my companion.

More things to say in these last few minutes I have left...
1) Coolest thing I've learned in Portuguese: "Cool cool cool," for you Community fans, is "legal legal legal," pronounced like lay-gow. I say it all the time.
2) I heard that the Catholic church put out an official declaration recognizing us as Christian. I dunno if that's actually big news or not, but all news seems cool here!
3) Congratulations to Alivia Burnham on her mission call. I know she'll do a great job and I'm excited for her
4) And finally, WRITE TO ME!!! Talk to my family about the best ways to do it, but I love to hear from people. I really do. I like to hear what's going on, no matter how insignificant. Heck, just say you love me. I know you all do ;)
5) Ok, so not finally. Please forgive me for any horrible grammar mistakes I made, just know I'm on a tight schedule here. Forgive me.
Sincerely,
Elder Burt

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

More from Alex!

(Got this second email from Alex later in the day... here you go!)

Today we walked around Sao Paulo and it was really clear that we are, in fact, in Brazil. It's a really cool place, the drivers are all absolutely nuts, and everybody is friendly. I know where to buy everything. I went to Cheney's but didn't redeem my milkshake yet--I'm saving it for next week.

Andrew and Madeleine need to write to me via Cheney's--Gracie is the only one who e-mailed me. Silly geese. And again, post on my blog for people to e-mail me via Cheney's. Have I mentioned that enough?

Elder Costa, the general authority who set apart President Dudley, is the Area Authority here and spoke today. It was amazingly spiritual, as everything is in the CTM. He talked about some missionary stories from Brazil, and let me tell you, the work is going quickly down here. Brazilians are extremely ready to accept the word. Crazy exciting. 

Know that I'm praying for you and I can feel the prayers for me. I love you all so much.

Love,
Elder Alex Burt

(FYI... the mail service - Cheney's - that Alex is talking about is actually MissionTies, and they operate out of 'Cheney's Cookie Shop' which is near him.  You can purchase an email package through the MissionTies site, and here are the package plans.  If you planned on mailing Alex a few times a month anyway, then the package plan isn't too bad.  I think the cheapest is 4 letters for $9.49.  They'll print out your email, stick it in an envelope and deliver it to the CTM in Alex's mailbox.  He'll get it pretty quickly.  I guess the advantages are 1) it's via email so no going to the post office to buy pricier stamps to Brazil, and 2) he'll be getting news that's just a couple days old rather than 10 or so days old through regular mail.  You just need to remember to update Alex's address once he leaves the CTM in about a month.  Alternatively, if  you just email me your letter, I'll forward it on through the package plan that we've purchased, and he'll get it within a couple days.)

First Letter


Oi meus amigos!

Well, it has been a week here at the CTM (that's what we call the Brazil MTC), and things are pretty crazy. A wise man once told me that the best keys to a good mission are to work hard, love the people, and forget yourself. So I'll try to let you in on how that's been going.

So working hard isn't really an option here at the CTM. My schedule is
6:30--wake up and shower
7:00--Personal and Companionship Study
8:00--Breakfast
8:30-12:00--Class
12:00-1:00--Language Study
1:00-1:45--Lunch
1:45-5:15--Class

Then dinner, computer lab, more study, gym, and more study. In the past week I'm fairly certain I've learned as much as I did in my entire first year and a half of French. I can really feel the Spirit helping me learn. Every day I learn about 30-50 vocab words, 5 gospel phrases, and a bunch of grammar. I had to teach my first lesson the third day I was here, so that was crazy. Obviously I didn't know that much Portuguese. But I love being pushed, I learned how important that was in acting, and they apply it here. I know I can take it.

Now for loving the people. I already do. We're encouraged to spend time with the Brazilian elders, and our district has no problems with that. In fact, our district is the favorite of the Brazilians. We had some friends leave yesterday--they were pro beat-boxers and rappers and all-around hilarious. One would always say "What the hot dog!" so our district now uses that as our catch-phrase. We don't know much of each other's languages, but we share the gospel. The Spirit is incredibly powerful here. I love it. We also made some new friends who we sit with at every meal. One has the same music tastes as me--he likes The Killers, Muse, Coldplay, The Beatles...it was a great talking point. They are all so nice and friendly, I can't wait to go help some of them to follow Christ. It's why I'm here.

As far as forgetting myself, the really hard part has been forgetting all of you. I miss you and love you. Write to me to let me know how you're doing. Know that the Church is true, and the mission field is the right place for me. I'll try to write more next week, I'm on a kind of tight time crunch here. Again, I love you.

Sincerely,
Elder Burt

Thursday, November 8, 2012

MissionTies

Written by John Burt: Just in case you have an urge to do something fun for Alex, you can go to this website called MissionTies and send him a treat.  Alex will be at the missionary training center for the next nine weeks and this sweet shop nearby caters to the missionaries - so he'll get it within a day.  Brownies, milk shakes, cinnamon rolls, and apple pie are each under $5, plus about $2.50 for handling. Use his address in the upper right hand corner.  Thanks for thinking of him; we all miss him lots already and it's only been a couple days.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Safe Arrival

Written by John Burt: We received a letter from the Mission President letting us know that Alex (Elder Burt) had arrived safely.  Here he is (far left) with the other new missionaries:

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Departure


Written by John Burt:  It's Tuesday, Election Day, and while most of the country is obsessing over the vote today, our thoughts are with our son, Alex, whom we just took to the airport for his two-year mission.  As he stood there waiting for his turn at check-in, he seemed very capable and mature.  It contrasted sharply with the family videos we watched last night of Alex at 7 and 8 yrs old.  That wasn't so long ago, really.  I imagine the day, two years from now, when he returns to us, brimming with experiences of focused service and compassion toward others.  God be with you, Alex, you are a wonderful son and a great young man -- you will be a fantastic missionary, I know.

Here we are at the airport, waiting for his departure time:

Monday, November 5, 2012

How to Write to Me

Hey everyone! This is my last personal post before I head out tomorrow. Before I go, I want to make sure people are aware of the best ways to contact me.
For the first month or so, I will be at a training center in Sao Paulo. My address there is:

Elder Alexander James Burt
Brazil Belo Horizonte Mission
Brazil Missionary Training Center
Rua Padre Antonio D'Angelo, 121
Casa Verde
02516-040 Sao Paulo - SP
Brazil

After that, I will have a new address. I'll have my family update my blog at that point so you know what's up, but it should be safe to send your letters/packages to the mission office:

Elder Alexander James Burt
Brazil Belo Horizonte Mission
R. Sao Paulo, 1781 10 Andar
Ed. 17 de Maio, Sala 1001, Lourdes
30170-132 Belo Horizonte - MG
BRAZIL

Monday, October 22, 2012

Farewell Talk

      Because I know some people weren't able to attend my Farewell talk, and because some people were asking for it in print, I decided to post it here to my blog. I left out the personal stories that I shared, because they were much easier to say than to write. Also, know that the talk was given with just a short page of notes without ever being fully written down. However, I practiced enough to have a fairly exact memory of what I said so I could write it down afterwards. And since it was written down afterwards, it won't read quite as smoothly as it was spoken. Anyway, now that I'm done making excuses, read on and enjoy!


Today I want to talk about three particular aspects of the atonement. First: the atonement encompasses everyone. Second: the atonement impacts individuals. And third: the atonement is about love.
            So, first: the atonement encompasses everyone. There is a scripture in Doctrine and Covenants that does a good job of encapsulating this subject.  “For behold, I, God, have suffered these things for all, that they might not suffer if they would repent…Which suffering caused myself, even God, the greatest of all, to tremble because of pain, and to bleed at every pore, and to suffer both body and spirit—and would that I might not drink the bitter cup, and shrink—nevertheless, glory be to the father, and I partook and finished my preparations unto the children of men.” (D&C 19:16, 18-19) I want to focus on the phrase “I, God, have suffered these things for all.” I think it can be difficult, if not impossible, to fully comprehend the magnitude of the atonement. It encompasses everyone throughout history. Everyone who ever has lived and ever will live is included in this magnificent accomplishment. From pious priest to converted criminal, from humble shepherd to exalted prince, all may reap the benefits of Christ’s actions. And I say, “may,” because it is up to each of us as individuals to choose whether or not to take advantage of this sacrifice. That is our agency. I searched through my repertoire of stories from literature and history to try to find a proper analogy for Christ’s act of heroism, a word I think in part describes the atonement. I thought of Frodo throwing the ring into Mount Doom to save Middle Earth; Harry Potter defeating Voldemort; Odysseus building the wooden horse to end the Trojan War. From history, I imagined Abraham Lincoln ending slavery in the United States, Captain Moroni preserving Nephite civilization, and Winston Churchill leading England at a time when it stood alone against the Nazi threat. All of these could be considered “saviors” in their respective spheres of influence, yet none can measure up even infinitesimally to Christ. One moment in Gethsemane was broadcast to the furthest reaches of time and space, enveloping all in Christ’s immortal embrace. This was the pivot point of history.
            Second: the atonement impacts individuals. Given this realization of how vast and all-inclusive the atonement really is, it can perhaps be difficult to turn around and apply it to you as an individual. Our lives make up such a finite, miniscule segment of history. The earth has been around for millennia before we were born and odds are it will keep going for a while after we die. Given this, there are certain traps that are easy to fall into. I came across a phrase in a Peanuts comic. Linus says it to his sister Lucy—“100 years from now, who will know the difference?” It is easy for all of us to use that as a rationalization for our own sins. “100 years from now, who will know about that small sin we committed?” In fact, unless we’re an Adolf Hitler, “100 years from now, who will know about that major sin we committed?” That is absolutely the wrong way to approach things. Instead of thinking “100 years from now, who will know the difference,” we should realize that 2000 years ago, Christ felt that difference. There is a great quote by Elder Neal A. Maxwell: “Can we, even in the depths of disease, tell him anything at all about suffering? In ways we cannot comprehend, our sicknesses and infirmities were borne by Him even before they were borne by us.” No matter what kind of trial or tribulation or sin we’re trying to overcome or repent of, Christ is able to understand it. In summation, along with being the pivot point of history, the atonement should be the pivot point of our own individual lives.
            Third: the atonement is about love. I can think of no more powerful proof of God’s love than the infinite mercy of the atonement. And I can think of no better scripture that explains this than John 3:16. “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” God loved us enough to send his son, his beloved son as he makes so clear throughout the scriptures, to suffer indescribable torment for our sakes. It also shows Christ’s love, that he would step up as our elder brother to do this so that we can live eternally with him and our Heavenly Father.
            Now I would like to turn from my assigned topic to talk for a few minutes about the reason I’m giving this talk. Which, of course, is because I am going on a mission in a couple weeks. I know some of you here aren’t members of my church, and perhaps some of you who are might be wondering why I would make this choice to give up everything for two years to teach about my church and to serve God.  First off, I am going because of what I love. I love my family. I love my parents, and I want to do whatever it takes for them to be proud of me. I want to be a good example for my siblings, especially my brother as he prepares for his mission. I love the Gospel. I love the joy and the happiness that it brings me--knowing where I'm going, where I came from, and why I'm here. I love the members of my church. The Nates, Brendins, and TJs who went on missions before me and were great examples for me. I love the young men and young women who I know and want to be that example for.
       But that's not the primary reason I'm going. If it was, I think it would be the wrong one. I'm going because of what I know. I know that the scriptures are the word of God. They contain doctrine given to the prophets throughout history, from eons ago to recent history. They teach what we need to know to return to God. I know that because I've read them. I've studied, pondered, and prayed about them extensively. Especially in this last year in preparation for my mission, to ensure I knew what I was getting into. And I received witness from the Holy Ghost, many witnesses, that they are true. That the Book of Mormon is true.
       I know that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet today, God's mouthpiece for his people at this point in history. And he has told all young men to go on missions, so that is what I am going to do. I know that families can live together forever, because of ordinances that take place in the temple.
      But above all, I know that Jesus is the Christ. And the Devil may send his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea all his hail and mighty storms may beat upon me but they shall not have power over me to drag me down to the gulf of misery and endless woe, because of the rock upon which I am built. Which is Christ, our redeemer. (Helaman 5:12) I cannot, I will not, desert to his foes. So that's why I'm going. I want others to love what I love. To feel what I have felt. To know what I know.

The Reasoning

       So this post is about why I chose to go on a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It was also the last section of my mission farewell talk that I gave in church, in case some of you recognize it.

       First off, I am going because of what I love. I love my family. I love my parents, and I want to do whatever it takes for them to be proud of me. I want to be a good example for my siblings, especially my brother as he prepares for his mission. I love the Gospel. I love the joy and the happiness that it brings me--knowing where I'm going, where I came from, and why I'm here. I love the members of my church. The Nates, Brendins, and TJs who went on missions before me and were great examples for me. I love the young men and young women who I know and want to be that example for.
       But that's not the primary reason I'm going. If it was, I think it would be the wrong one. I'm going because of what I know. I know that the scriptures are the word of God. They contain doctrine given to the prophets throughout history, from eons ago to recent history. They teach what we need to know to return to God. I know that because I've read them. I've studied, pondered, and prayed about them extensively. Especially in this last year in preparation for my mission, to ensure I knew what I was getting into. And I received witness from the Holy Ghost, many witnesses, that they are true. That the Book of Mormon is true.
       I know that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet today, God's mouthpiece for his people at this point in history. And he has told all young men to go on missions, so that is what I am going to do. I know that families can live together forever, because of ordinances that take place in the temple.
      But above all, I know that Jesus is the Christ. And the Devil may send his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea all his hail and mighty storms may beat upon me but they shall not have power over me to drag me down to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which I am built. Which is Christ, our redeemer. (Helaman 5:12) I cannot, I will not, desert to his foes. So that's why I'm going. I want others to love what I love. To feel what I have felt. To know what I know.

Monday, October 8, 2012

This is the Place!

Welcome, everyone, to my blog! This is actually the real life Alex Burt posting, setting things up before I go. I just want everyone reading this in the future (which I'm sure will number in the thousands) to understand where and why I'm going. To begin with, let's look at the where.


Belo Horizonte: My soon-to-be home
My mission is called the "Belo Horizonte, Brazil" mission, but it actually envelops a much larger area. So I won't actually stay in this beautiful city the whole time. My full mission area covers about 400 miles north to south and 300 miles east to west. Belo Horizonte is located in the state of Minas Geiras, which is directly north of Sao Paulo and Rio De Janerio. So, sadly, I will not be able to visit the beach at all. Not that missionaries are generally allowed there anyway, I suppose...

But I am supremely excited that I will still have the beautiful green of the northwest and not the nasty brown of Utah. Sorry BYU, but I don't attend you for the environment.

Also, I will be leaving our wonderful extended summer here in Washington to another THREE full months of summer. That's right, south of the equator for the win!