Mission

Washington Yakima Mission

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Airport!

October 10, 2017
Coming home!







The Welcome Party!
L to R: Grandma and Grandpa Browning, Ryan Browning, Amanda, Brad (Elise via phone), Dad, Jess, Mom, Elder Moser, Jenn Houghton, Josh Browning, Todd Houghton, Susan Houghton, Brent Houghton, Leon Moser, Rachel Houghton, Madison Lamoreaux, Eva, Katherine Wood, Curtis Browning, Sherry Browning, Carter Browning, Steve Browning, Christian Browning, Adie Browning holding Creighton, Becky Bryan, Cannon Browning, Dan Bryan, Tanner Browning, Lexie Moser. Clock Reads 3:25 pm, Idaho Falls Airport 

Trading places, Sister Jennifer Houghton was enroute to the MTC immediately following this
meeting. She will be serving in California.

WELCOME HOME, NATHAN!

The Last Email!


Oct 9, 2017

First of all, I don't really know what to say. So I'm just gonna say that.

It's been a fun ride in the Eastmont Ward. I had no idea I would feel such a love for these people after only 6 weeks! They have become some of my best friends, and I can't even begin to describe what they have taught me.

My mission has meant the world to me. When I look back at the beginning of my mission in the desolate little town of Coulee Dam Washington, I was convinced that the time was going to crawl. I was positive a mission would take forever. I also had a few of my own doubts about the gospel and about myself, as most do. Now, I can look someone that I just met straight in the eyes and tell them that there is more to life than what we see. I know from my own experience that God loves us. I know because of its fruits that the gospel really does strengthen the family beyond anything that we could even imagine. Though I have never seen Him, I have felt the savior's hand in my life in the times that I have needed Him the most. Whether It was sleeping in our car overnight in 9 degrees after getting stuck in the middle of nowhere, or getting awkwardly cornered into a person's doorway by a pitbull, or teaching the restored gospel to a family that needed it -- I know that God has a way of helping us not just do what we need to do, but become what he knows we can become. I really don't know what else to say. As an elder once said during my first transfer,  "It's hard to describe a Celestial experience in Telestial words."

Tomorrow, I will see my family in person for the first time in two years. Maybe it's taken that long for me to truly understand how important they are to me. I am so excited to see you all!

Love you all, and I'll see you tomorrow!
Elder Moser





One last musical number.

Made it to the finals...

Elder Moser's jacket on the Right.

Early morning...clock reads 3:30 am.

A Novel: Written by Elder Moser

October 2, 2017

Sorry I'm emailing late everybody! We had a little trip to Leavenworth this morning, then the sisters crashed their car... But all is well. Good thing I have tons of pictures to make up for it!

We had an amazing week! Nothing too new on the investigator front, but we are having a blast talking to everyone that lives here in East Wenatchee. I also had the choice opportunity to exchange with Elder Bee and Elder Harman this week, the two missionaries that will be flying home with me in the near future. With those two, I had some of the funniest and most uplifting exchanges of my mission. I know that I've said it before, but I love the brotherly bond that has developed between me and my mission friends, especially with those I have known for two years. The spirit welds hearts together! 

General Conference was perfect. I know that you all probably felt the same, but I swear that they were all talking to me. Not to mention, Elder Koch, President Hallstrom, and Neil L. Anderson all spoke at conference; the three General Authorities who visited our mission in June. Yeah, I shook all of their hands. No biggie. I felt like they were almost following up with me when they spoke. Everything else was so good for me to hear as I prepare to return to the worldly world. At times, I felt like they were looking directly into my soul and speaking to me and ONLY me. My appreciation and testimony of the necessity of prophets in this day in age has been amplified to the strongest it's ever been!

One cool story from this week (though I could share several). 

A few weeks ago, we met three friends walking on the side of the road, all about middle school aged. When we started talking to them, the oldest in the group became their spokesman. They were all very kind, and said that we could stop by their house someday, even though they are Christian. Since he didn't sound too interested (and since we never got an address) we never went to their home. Flash forward to Saturday, right before the Priesthood Session: We were walking towards someone's house that we had planned to visit, when the wind stopped blowing for just enough time for me to hear the soft strum of a guitar in the distance. My ears perked up, and we immediately went back the way we came to talk to whoever was playing. When we found that it was someone behind a fence far away, we just smiled and waved. We would have felt pretty awkward walking back up the hill (because then he would have known that we were looking for him) so we decided to knock one or two doors where we were before heading to the Stake Center. The second door we knocked was answered by a mother who talked about her son who was very interested in religion. Then, behind us, the group of three kids that we met a while back walked up! It turns out that the younger boy, named Jacob, is 13 and very interested in learning more about the church. They let us in, let us show them what General Conference looks like, and by the time we left, he was begging his mom to take him to church next week! I know that the Holy Ghost can guide us to where we need to be, even though we might not realize it at times. God's timing never ceases to amaze me!

So. Most of you are probably asking right now, "Elder Moser, are you trunky?" The answer: No. It doesn't even feel real to think that I will be seeing my family next week. This is how I would explain it: You know those nights when you look at the night sky and think about just how big the universe is? And then you can almost kind of comprehend it, then your brain hurts, and then you can't imagine it anymore? That's how I feel when I think about going home. I can't even imagine that there is anything but this life, because I wouldn't rather be doing anything else. At the same time, I know that Heavenly Father has prepared me through this mission more than anything else could ever have, and for that, I am incredibly grateful. I have been so blessed to work with so many incredible people, and to have become so close with many amazing member families who have shown, by example, how the gospel blesses lives. But, I have another week to go hard... so I'll save some of that departing talk for next week. 

Love you all!
Peace and blessings, 
 Elder Moser
Our Week in Pictures:


A packing plant burned down.​

Then we found a giant watermelon.

I love you, giant watermelon.

The Cascades

​Then, the Sisters car got destroyed

We went to Germany real quick



And then our nacho cheese exploded

And then our doorknob literally fell off. 

The Strang family! Josh leaves for the MTC the same day I leave the field!
Also, Anthony (front center) is my homeboy.