March 12, 2018




Sister Courtney Ashmead

But where's your helmet??

Hey y'all!!

Well.... I can check off going to the ER off of the mission bucket list. Yes, that happened this week! So to update y'all. We were trying to get into so many different places for Sister Ashmeads head, and everyone told us we needed to go to the ER. So after getting permission through all these high up people with the church. Literally there is so much paper work when you go to the ER or just get sick in general. Fun tip... don't get sick on a mission!! ANYWAYS... we got the approval to go to the ER, and she has a concussion. Doctor's orders was to look at a wall for the next 48 hours and let your brain rest. Luckily, she got some medicine that knocked her out. Like way out. It was a long week! But we still had a good time!! We decided Sister Ashemad is permanently wearing a helmet.

Not going to lie... we still did somethings when she was down. I mean were missionaries, we have to do something!! We got to have a weekly lunch with my favorite lady in the world, Sister Ockerman💛 She decided she will call us Betty and Kathy from now on hahah. Y'all just need to fly on over to Kentucky, so you can meet Sister Ockerman. I'm telling ya that woman has my heart. Oh so I'm Betty and Sister Ashmead is Kathy. She thinks we are falling in love with the elders so she counseled us on how to know if he's the right one. I promise you were not falling in love with the elders!! She looked me in the eye and said "Betty you already know who your love is and Kathy you don't know but you will" hahah. I about died laughing! I kept begging her to tell me who my love is, and how she knows. All I got was "I just know these things." Then she taught us the 2 step. Probably preparing us for our wedding dance now that I think about it. We saw a different side of Sister Ockerman this visit and I loved it!! She always cheers up our spirits.

Also, one night we got a knock on our door. It's really weird when you get a knock on your door as missionaries because usually you are the one who is doing the knocking. But anyhow, it was our sweet neighbors! They brought us some food! Homemade rice from their country. It was so GOOD! Since they have lived here I've always wanted to somehow connect with them so we could share the gospel with them, but for so long i didn't know how to approach it. We've tried to be good neighbors. Like making them cookies, getting the snow off their car, yanno nice neighborly types of things! Finally I decided to muster up the courage and ask the wife over Facebook if we could share a message about Jesus Christ with her family. And they said YES!! We're really excited about that. It never hurts to just ask someone. And if they say no I try to think not today but someday and at least I tried!

I had the opportunity to give a talk in Sunday. I've been out over a year now and giving talks still makes me nervous, but I did it haha! I talked all about how we each have bitter cups in our lives and how we can either drink or shrink from the bitter cups God gives us. Jesus Christ himself had to drink out of the most bitter cup and because he did we all can too!! A bitter cup isn't a punishment, it's an opportunity to grow and change. God's love will change us if we will drink from our bitter cups.

I felt motivated this week to actually sit down and write a poem. It's been a LONG time. But I realized writing helps me so much. It clears out my head and helps me to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'll share with y'all the cool experience I had....

So after I wrote the poem I was rereading some general conference talks and came across the parable of the prodigal son. The overall theme I got from his story was that he was lost but then found. And it was crazy because that was the theme of the poem I just wrote. As the prodigal son is turning back to his father, walking the road of repentance, I'm sure so scared that his father won't accept him, he has this amazing experience...

“When he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.
“And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son.
“But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: …
“For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.”

His father didn't cast him out but showed so much mercy and compassion on him. He accepted him and showered him with love. Just like the prodigal son's father accepted him, I know our Heavenly Father will accept us back in a similar matter. He doesn't want us to ever feel lost or confused or alone! He wants us to be found and to feel of his love and comfort. Choose to be found. Heavenly Father is waiting for you.

Love youinns,
Sister Lauren Ashlee Ludwig

1. ER selfie!!
2. The 3 amigos💥
3. I look happy but day light savings has wrecked us all...
4. She's alive and well!! Today...


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