Sunday, October 26, 2014


Hola Everyone,

So this last week was not a very eventful week. Didn't have much of anything out of the ordinary. As of this next Monday my district will officially be the oldest district in the zone. How weird is that? 

It was already been almost four weeks. I can't believe how fast it is going. I will be receiving my travel plans for Mexico this next week. It is really happening. I really hope that my whole mission doesn't go by this fast. 

I have already fallen so far into the lords work that I don't think I will every want to come home. And I know when I get down to Mexico I am going to fall even more in love with the people and the work. 

Last week we got a new district and have so far had two different sets of elders move into our room. Having 6 elders in one room with only 4 closets and 4 desks in not very easy. The amount of suitcases and clothing that 6 missionaries have is amazing!!!

Sorry for the short letter, but I don't have much to say for this week. 

I love you all, and love the lord.

Con Amor,
Elder Mason Millar

Friday, October 17, 2014


Hola Amigos,

So this last week has gone by so fast. I can't believe how easy it is to get lost in the work! 

The last week was a very eventful week full of uplifting events that greatly increased my testimony. 

The major thing that happened in the last week was the trip that I made to the Mexican Consulate. This was on Saturday for most of the day. It started out as a normal day with going to the class in the morning and then getting on a shuttle over to the Front Runner. The looks that people give you when there are 37 missionaries all together riding the front runner are quite funny. 

After getting off of the Front Runner this is where it started to get very weird and didn't feel real. The Trax station that we transferred at was the Murray Central station off of Vine St. and 5200 South across from the hospital. The same Trax station that I got off everyday after school for 3 years. We then as a group got onto the trax and rode it down to 1300 South where the Mexican Consulate is. We went and got our visa information finished so that we can get our visas on time. 

On the way back walking back to Trax we were followed and scolded by a lady who didn't have many nice things to say about the church. After this event I didn't think that the day was going to go very well. But it was a good thing the Lord was there to prove me wrong. 

After my temporary companion and I got onto the train we sat and met a special needs man named Glen. He was so wonderful to talk to. He was so valiant about following the spirit and following the teachings of the prophets. We rode with him until we got back to the Murray station. 

When we got the the station we found out that we had 50 minutes until the Front Runner was supposed to come, so a group of us walked over to Costco and got some lunch. Ya, can I even tell you how weird it was to eat lunch at the store that I was raised going to. It was super weird and the whole time I was worried I was going to run into my family or someone that I knew. 

After we were done with lunch we got onto the train and made our way back to the MTC. While we were on the train one of the other elders stood up and asked any of us if we had a Book of Mormon. I was the only elder that had one to give away. After we got off the train we returned to the MTC and had normal saturday night activities. 

This is where the testimony builder comes in. I was the only missionary that brought a paperback Book of Mormon with me on the train. Earlier that morning I had put the paperback Book of Mormon into my bag because I had a feeling that I was going to need it. The Lord works in mysterious ways and it can be so easily missed. We need to constantly be looking for and be worthy to hear and feel what the Lord needs us to hear and do. It is by small and simple actions that the Lord brings to pass great and marvelous works. 

 The rest of the week was normal other that the visit that my companion and I had to make to the dentist on Monday. He had a filling fall out and had decay into the pulp of his tooth and had to have an endodontic treatment. I sat in the dentist office for three and a half hours with nothing to do but read and look at the ceiling. But, while I was there there was a young Mexican family that came in with four little kids and I successfully had a conversation with a four year old that knew more spanish than I do. That was humbling!

Hope all is well with everyone back home. Hope to hear from you all soon and thank you for all of the support. 

And Thanks to the Beene family for the treats, I don't know how else to thank you other than through this email. 

Love you all so much!!!!

Con Amor,
Elder Mason Millar

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Sunday, October 12, 2014


Hola Ustedes,

So my first week in the CCM has been quite eventful. 

The first day was probably the craziest 9 hours of my life. So I show up and am immediately introduced to my host and hug goodbye and walk toward the main building. In the main building I am directed to a room where I received my name badge and some miscellaneous items. I am then taken to another building (the bookstore) and am given like 4000 pounds of books in this bag that I am supposed to carry around. After i get my books I go and drop off my luggage in my and am immediately taken to my class. 

As soon as I get into the class my teacher (Who I know know as hermanna C.) Looks at me and starts speaking Spanish to me! What am I supposed to do, I had no idea. the other guys just looked at me and said follow her. So I was guided to a computer to watch some orientation video. I then return to class and we begin our first lesson. I had no idea what she was saying almost the entire time! 

After class my district is led to a big auditorium and we have our welcoming devotional. After the devotional is over we have dinner. (If you can call it food) And then we go back to our rooms and begin to unpack. At about 5:30 we meet in rooms with the other newbies and are supposed to have our first "lesson" with an investigator as a big group.

After we are finished with these lessons we went to meet our Branch President, President D. and his wife. They are so nice! Sister D. reminds me a lot of Mom. She just doesn't seem to care about what others think! 

The rest of the week has been good. Conference was absolutely amazing and I loved every minute of it, other than the fact that the chairs were so uncomfortable. My Favorite talk was by Elder Carlos A. Godoy. He spoke on the process of making good decisions. 

My companion is Elder J., from Murray/Taylorsville. He literally lives like 2 miles away from where I do/did live. He is so much fun and we seem to get along fairly well. He kind of reminds me of Andrew. Very similar attitudes and views on life. It is starting to drive me nuts having to be with someone 24/7. I look forward everyday to the time I have for personal study because it gives me an opportunity to focus on myself and just to clear my head. 

So that is about all for my first week of the mission. Looking back it went by so fast, but seemed so slow all at the same time. 

Love you all, and I am Absolutely loving serving the Lord!!!

Con Mas Amor,
Elder Mason Millar

Sunday, October 5, 2014

First Letter Home

October 2, 2014

Hello Family,

How is everyone doing?  I have been good! I still have absolutely no clue what is going on. It is all kind of a blur!!!

So my first day. I got out of the care and was immediately taken away. Didn't know where I was going or what the heck I was doing. I walked into this building (that is now know as M1) and received a yellow envelope. Then talked to some lady who put my missionary tag on and sent me off aginag. Then I met back up with the Edler that had my bags and walked to another building (now known as the book store or M2) and was given this monstrosity of a plastic bag.  This thing had to weigh like 10 lbs. no joke! After this I walked over to my dorm (or home for 6 weeks) and bring my stuff inside.

I then grab my monster bag and was guided to my classroom.  This is in building M8. I walked into my class an then this lady started talking to me really fast in Spanish.  I just kind of stared and followed here because the other guys said to.  I went and took my orientation test/video and returned to class. She then continued to talk Spanish to us although we barely could figure out what she was saying. It was nuts.

Then we went to our orientation meeting/assembly. It was pretty boring, but whatever.  After this we went to dinner. Dinner was some fried chicken and mashed potato something and then had a small bowl of BYU ice cream. (Just one plate, water, and a bowl of ice cream, Mom)

After dinner we came and unpacked a little and then had to go and meet our Branch President and his wife.  She is way funny. She talked about doing something and then having to drink herself to death. Reminded me of something Mom would say.

After we were done then we came home and met the rest of our district. they are crazy!

So mi companero, he is supper magnifico! His name is Elder Johnson and he went to Murray.  he actually just lives on the other side of the river like 2 miles from our house. Crazy right!  Well he is super chill.  He and one of my other roommates will be going to Mexico Southeast, while the other is going to California.

So that concludes the first day.  It was very eventful.

Today has also been very eventful.  took a shower with a broken shower head and then didn't think about washing my shirts before I came, so all of my collars are super stiff and are driving me nuts.

I found out today that I have to give my first lesson in Spanish tomorrow.  It has to be 20-25 minutes long.  I am going to die!!!  I was really surprised today though, we had class today for like 3 and a half hours and I was able to understand almost everything he was saying by the end of class. It feels pretty awesome!

I need to wrap things up here, I have to get to dinner.  I will send another letter the beginning of next week.

Love you all so much and can't wait to get to Mexico! Let me know how everything is going and I want you to know that I ma where I am suppose to be!

Com mucho amor,  Elder Mason Millar

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Farewell Talk

Mason's Farewell Talk from Sunday September 28, 2014

Friendship: A Valuable “Treasure” in Our Lives & A Pretty Good Way to Share the “Good News” of Jesus Christ

John 15:14 “Ye are my friends. . . .”

This is the phrase that Jesus uses throughout the scriptures to refer to his disciples, to his followers, and to those he teaches.
Why would he call us his friends? Even more important, what does it mean in our life that Jesus considers himself “our friend?”

Let’s start with the definition of a friend:
Friend (noun)
1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2. a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter:
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile

Another way to look at friendship may be in the form of a poem

The Miracle of Friendship
by Author Unknown
There is a
Miracle called
that dwells within
the heart and you don't
know how it happens
or when it even starts.

But the happiness
it brings you always
gives a special lift
and you realize that
is God's most precious gift.

If we go back to the New Testament to read more of Christ’s teachings about friendship, what we can see is that being a friend is really one of the primary commandments that Jesus taught:
John 15: 9-17:

9 As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love.
10 If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love.
11 These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.
12 This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.
13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
14 Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
15 Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.
16 Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
17 These things I command you, that ye love one another.

From these scriptures we learn that being a friend means to “love one another”. That love is unconditional and should be given freely to all, not just to those we like or those that act and believe the same as we do.

I think it is also very important to note that Jesus explains to us the He is our friend and that whatsoever we ask the Father in his name, he will give it to us.

As we strive to be like the Savior, that should be our goal as well. To give all that we can to those around us, especially to give them our friendship, unconditionally.

I truly believe that the best way to share the message of the Gospel and the blessings of participating in Jesus Christ’s church is to first and foremost be a friend.

We cannot just preach and teach the commandments, we must demonstrate by our true friendship and love the same caring and concern for others that we know and feel from Jesus himself.

I would like to read a story about a man who used true friendship and service to reach out to other. And how in the end, the Friendship he offered to others came back around to bless his life in a meaningful and significant way.

From Mzungu to Friend BY DAVID DICKSON

A mzungu in a tree? What was a mzungu doing up in a tree? And what was this tool he was using to cut through branches so quickly?

Such questions ran through the minds of Ugandans watching a foreigner (mzungu) using a battery-powered reciprocating saw to trim dead limbs from a massive shade tree. The tool itself was a marvel to the locals. Many of them had never seen anything like it before.
But even more amazing to them was the mzungu himself. Elder Roland Harris, a senior missionary from Utah, USA, trimmed branch after branch, cutting dead limbs from lofty perches. The people below were amazed that a foreigner would do such a thing for one of their own.
Ultimately, Elder Harris’s simple act of service would mark the beginning of a friendship with someone who had wanted nothing to do with the Church or anyone in it.

Getting to Know Godfrey

Elder Roland Harris and Sister Janet Harris were serving a 23-month mission in the Uganda Kampala Mission. Sister Harris, a registered nurse, was called as medical adviser to the missionaries. Elder Harris, a retired construction superintendent who can fix almost anything in the universe, cared for Church facilities and mission vehicles.

Shortly after arriving in Uganda, Elder and Sister Harris hired a local Church member, Mary, to assist in cleaning their home.
Mary had been baptized three years earlier. “We just grew to love her,” says Sister Harris. “She helped teach us the ways of Uganda.”
The more they got to know Mary, the more their friendship deepened. They learned quickly about her husband, Godfrey—a good man who nevertheless kept his distance from members of the Church, especially missionaries. “He wouldn’t let missionaries in his home,” explains Sister Harris. However, Mary still wanted Godfrey to meet them.

She invited the Harrises over for a brief visit. “We had no expectations,” Sister Harris explains. “We told Godfrey that Mary is our dear friend now, and we want to know her family.” Godfrey chatted with them but didn’t really warm up to the idea of getting to know them more than as acquaintances.
That all changed the day Elder Harris showed up with power tools, a ladder, and an offer to serve.

The Turning Point

Godfrey and Mary’s home was surrounded by towering shade trees full of dead branches and overgrown limbs that stretched precariously above their roof.
Elder Harris set to work straightaway. He spent four hours in the treetops lopping off limbs up to 10 inches (25 cm) in diameter. The task was definitely overdue. “I was at least 20 feet (6 m) off the ground,” Elder Harris says. As people walked by, they could hardly believe their eyes.
For his part, Godfrey was astounded. “He thanked us profusely,” says Sister Harris. Even relatively simple activities like tree trimming can carry serious risk. “They have no money for medical attention,” Sister Harris explains. If someone fell out of a tree and broke an arm or leg, for example, they would likely have to heal on their own.

That large pile of tree clippings on the ground laid the foundation for a cherished friendship. “Godfrey would come out and greet us from then on,” Elder Harris says. Godfrey and Mary also began welcoming other Church members into their home.

Crossing the Nile

Elder and Sister Harris grew closer to Godfrey and Mary as the months rolled by. Ultimately, this friendship became a strength and support for the Harrises when an unexpected tragedy struck halfway through their mission. They received word that their son Brad had been killed in a freeway accident.
As soon as Mary and Godfrey learned about this, they both put on their best clothes and headed out on a treacherous journey to be at the side of their dear friends.

In Uganda, few people own a vehicle. They either walk or hire a taxi. By far, the most common taxi is a boda boda, a motorcycle that can often be seen carrying as many as six people at once.

“In the dark, riding a boda boda is dangerous,” Sister Harris explains. “They crossed the Nile on a boda boda in the dark.”
After traveling dangerous roads in the dead of night at significant personal expense, Godfrey and Mary showed up to “mourn with those that mourn” and “comfort those that stand in need of comfort” (Mosiah 18:9).
That evening, compassion and love truly came full circle. Mary and Godfrey were the ones providing service. “It was quite remarkable,” says Sister Harris. Mary suggested that they all kneel together in prayer. Godfrey joined without hesitation.
Service is a key that can unlock doors otherwise barred to us. As President Thomas S. Monson teaches, “When selfless service eliminates selfish striving, the power of God brings to pass His purposes” (“Willing and Worthy to Serve,” Ensign, May 2012, 68).

I would like to finish today by telling all of you about a very dear friend in my life, a man who accepted me for who I was and took the time to teach me valuable lessons about life and friendship.

Val and I did not have your typical friendship. Val was a 68 year old man when he came into my life and I was just a 15 year old teenager. He was retired and looking for someone to do some work around his yard and I had been out looking for work.

At first Val was just someone that I worked for. I would show up when he would ask me to work, I did what he had asked and then I would leave and go home. This was how it was for about six months, but during this time we began to gain each other’s trust and to enjoy the new friendship that was beginning to grow.

I started to realize that Val trusted me to be able to do what he had asked, even if it took some figuring out or took him working side by side with me to help me learn how to do the job. This was one of my favorite things about Val, he wanted me to be able to learn right beside him. This was such an incredible opportunity to learn not only skills, but to learn more about Val as a person and through this process we became very good friends.

Val and I were at completely different stages in our lives. He was retired and I had just started working. He was truly like a grandfather to me and I enjoyed every minute that I got to work with him. Although some of the time it was tedious, every minute was time that was spent building an unbreakable friendship.
I loved Val like he was family and I was willing to do anything for him and his sweet wife. I greatly enjoyed seeing the friendship that they had built and the caring and trustworthy manner that they lived and treated each other with. They were an example to me of what the perfect friendship should be.

Our working relationship and friendship went on this way for nearly a year and a half, and then Val started to get very sick. He had a triple bypass surgery and was recovering well until he became even more ill and was diagnosed with cancer. It was a very hard thing to see my close friend get so ill.

Val was someone who believed in me and because he believed in me, I was able to learn many new and useful things. Not only did he teach me new skills, he helped me learn about myself. Val has passed away, but the lessons that he taught me will live forever. These principles are something that I will always remember about Val. They are examples that I will be able to live by and pass on to others throughout the rest of my life.

After all is said and done, what I truly believe it means to be a friend is not just to spend time with and have the same interests as someone else, but to be able to meet people and learn new and different things.

Although it is important to have the same interests and hobbies, that is not what makes a friend a friend. A friend is someone who is willing to help you to learn and progress, try new things, and to experience things that you yourself would not try on your own.

I know that without all the friends that I have made and learned from, that I would not be anywhere close to the man that I am today.

I would like to share my testimony that I know that this church is the true church of God and that he loves and cares for every single one of us; regardless of our faults and trials.

I know that the Book of Mormon is the word of God and that Joseph Smith restored this gospel to the earth.

I know without a doubt in my mind that Mexico is exactly where I am supposed to be going and that I will have the opportunity to make many new friends and learn so much.

I cannot wait to see what lies ahead in my life, but I know that if I take the opportunity to befriend others that they will be able to help make sure that whatever lies ahead will be a great and wonderful journey.

I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.