Feb. 5th 2018
Sometimes being on a mission is really
hard. I try not to focus on those things
but this email is going to be a little different today. This
past week I have missed being with my family a lot. A man I love deeply (my grandpa) isn’t in pain
any more. I don’t want anyone to worry
or anything because I’m okay. I really
appreciate President Wadsworth as well as Sister Wadsworth and everyone around
me. I can’t forget the Lord either. He’s helped a ton because basically whenever
I was having a rough go or I was going to have a rough time something happy
happened that helped me get through.
From Fried chicken and Mac n’ cheese to the cutest freaking puppies that
literally made my day, I can see the Lord’s hands in my life. Little things like those helped a ton.
Getting word that my grandpa had passed wasn’t
my best day out on my mission. I will be
forever thankful for the timing of Randy getting baptized. Man I love baptisms. Like the spirit is just
so there!! Like it’s almost like it’s hitting you in the face. It was so great
to feel that love our Heavenly Father has.
I needed that.
All in all everything that bad happened was
always accompanied by something good. Every single time. And it just shows me how much the Lord is
there and how much grandpa loves me as well. Because I can’t believe that this
has all been a coincidence. Grandpa knew I would be struggling with it all and
so he had to have helped out and has been helping me out. I’ve been spending a
lot of time on my knees recently and I’m being helped out a lot. It’s super
awesome. But I miss my grandpa. I really do.
There are so many things I’m going to miss about
him. Him calling me big guy a ton. Going
hunting for rocks was always a blast with him because I had no clue what I was
looking for and would pick up random rocks and always got told they were a
plain Jane haha.
One of my favorite memories of all time and the
one that really jumps out in my mind was a few years ago. Not sure how long ago to be exact but me and Carter
were sitting with him in the front room and he was showing us his yearbooks and
all the plays he did and it was so cool to be able to take a look into grandpa’s
past. It changed how I saw him after that because before he was grandpa plain
and simple, but afterward I felt like I knew him so much more and that I was
that much closer to him.
Then we fast forward to 18ish months ago when I
said goodbye to my family and I said goodbye to grandpa. I remember standing on
our driveway and giving him a hug telling him I love him and he looks at me and
says I love you too big guy. Then he got in the car and drove off and I knew in
my heart that was the last time I would see him. I didn’t want to accept it but
I knew it was. Then I went into the MTC and started my mission and I can
honestly say that there hasn’t been a day so far where I haven’t felt grandpa
right there with me. He’s always been there for me and nothing would change
that for him. I miss grandpa more than I can put into words.
I am so thankful for all the memories and
lessons that grandpa has left behind for me. My reunion with grandpa will be a
little while longer than I had hoped but the thing is I wouldn’t have it any
other way because I know about what happens after this life and I know that
grandpa is doing the same work that I am and that there are people who have
been waiting patiently for the gospel and he’s the one who will give it to
them.
I love my grandpa, but I love my Heavenly Father
as well and he has a plan for each of us. I’m just thankful that I was able to spend the
time I had with my grandpa. Families are
eternal and that’s what keeps me going.
Love,
Elder Zeller
733 Adams St.
Powell WY 82435
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