Tuesday, November 30, 2010

MTC - Week #5

Hello everyone!!!!!!

I can't believe I’m here yet again. It’s only been a week since I’ve had the opportunity to send my love! I hope that my emails are entertaining as well. I try to collect all of my wit into crafting a funny and educational email.  From a few responses, I think I’m doing a good job :D
So funny story of the week:  I received an email from my Uncle Mike. Just a little background information on my Uncle. He is probably one of the funniest men on this planet.  His face book status updates always bring me tears from laughter. He always has something funny to say.  With that said, he sent me a letter last week that commented on how his Dad, my grandpa, was coming to stay with him over the Thanksgiving holiday.  He mentioned he had no idea on how to entertain him due to inability to golf due to snow on the ground.  His suggestion was to place a remote in his hand and stick him in front of the TV.  I got a pretty good laugh out of that, but I came up with a much better solution.  I wrote back to him, and in my letter I told him to collect around 30-40 golf balls.  With those golf balls, he should hide them throughout the neighborhood in bushes or any other terrain that could be found on a golf course.  Now you may say to yourself, "Self, that’s not funny at all.  That was downright stupid" Well let me explain myself.  My grandpa will spend more time looking for golf balls while golfing, than actually playing golf.  He will easily spend an hour to find golf balls off the fairway on hillsides.  Think about it for a second: If you tell him to look for 30 or so Titleist Pro-V1's, imagine how long that would keep him entertained!! I also mentioned to my Uncle how they have to be Pro-V1's.  Having played enough golf with my Grandpa, I know he only uses Pro-V1's.  I always inherit the other golf balls he finds :) Long story short: I’m funny. 
So I hope everyone had a great holiday! Mine was great! We got to hear from Elder Holland!! That apostle can lay down a powerful devotional.  We also had the opportunity to perform a service project.  Our service project was to make backpacks with supplies in them for children throughout the world who can't afford such simple items we use on a daily basis.  After we finished, we ended up making of 33,000 backpacks! That's a ton! It felt really rewarding to be able to do that. 
Well the language continues! I’m still in the second grade I think. But it’s ok. 
I’m out of time so I bid thee farewell!
љубав
старешина новоковић!
велем ваш

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Elder Novakovich's Farewell Talk

For those of you who weren't able to attend Darren's farewell and those who asked for a copy of his talk, here you go.

Farewell Talk

I want to thank my friends and family who are here today to support me as a I prepare to leave for a mission.  Each has helped prepare me in some way to enter the mission field and serve the Lord.  For those who may not know, I've been called to serve in the Slovenia / Croatia Mission which is comprised of the seven former Yugoslavian republics.  Only three of those countries are open to missionary work:  Slovenia, Croatia and Serbia.  Each has its own primary language and I've already been told by my mission president that I'll be learning the Serbian language and serving exclusively in that country.  The call is especially exciting to my family and I as my Great-Grandfather is Serbian and came to America from Yugoslavia in the early 1900's. 

The Bishop asked that I speak a little about how I prepared for my mission.  As I considered this topic over the past several weeks I struggled with what I could say.  After extensive thought and study I've come up with a three step program.  First, read your scriptures.  Second, pray.  Finally, attend your meetings.  With my talk out of the way, I'll close with my testimony....

Just kidding, but I would like to talk for a few minutes about ant hills.  An ant hill in its simplest form is a just a pile of dirt.  On the surface, there doesn't seem to be much to an ant hill.  But when you stop to consider what it takes to build one and the complexity of the tunneling and caverns below the surface, you begin to appreciate this wondrous creation.

An ant hill is the by-product of ants digging subterranean tunnels.  It is created by carrying and piling millions of individual grains of dirt outside of the colony entrance.  The effort is not done by a single ant alone, rather legions of worker ants are committed to maintaining and building the ant hill and colony.  The colony is maintained and the ant hill created through sustained effort.  In fact, building the colony is a life-long pursuit.  The ants work hard during the summer heat to build up their food stores and provide warmth and safety for the winter months.  The resulting ant hill is a monument to the ants efforts. 

As I considered the process to prepare for a mission, I realized that it was a lot like building an ant hill.  For the remainder of my talk I want to talk about some of the comparable elements of building an ant hill including:  consistent effort, work, collaboration, building your reserves, etc.   

In 2 Nephi 31: 20, Nephi talks about the plan of salvation and what we must do once we've entered onto the straight and narrow path through baptism:

"Wherefore, ye must press forward with a steadfastness in Christ, having a perfect brightness of hope and a love of God and of all men.  Wherefore, if ye shall press forward feasting upon the word of Christ and endure to the end, behold, thus saith the Father:  Ye shall have eternal life."
           
Nephi's reminder is that as children of a Heavenly Father our journey to return to his presence is one that requires consistent, steadfast effort.  Our continued, daily efforts to follow the path the Savior has trodden result in our covering distances that amaze us when we look back on where our journey has taken us. An ant hill isn't created by a single exertion and neither is our testimony.  In the book of Luke we read about the Joseph and Mary taking Jesus to Jerusalem for the feast of the Passover. 

After departing from Jerusalem, his parents realized that Jesus was not with them.  A three day search resulting in their finding Him in the temple, "...sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing them, and asking them questions."  Mary inquired why he had left them to which the future Savior of the world proclaimed, "How is it that ye sought me? Wist ye not that I must be about my Father's business?"  He knew as a 12 year old boy that his actions and learning were necessary to fulfill his pre-ordained calling.  Luke only records one more verse between this experience and the start of the Savior's earthly ministry.  "And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and man."

I acknowledge that it has taken an entire colony to help prepare me for missionary service.  I was born to goodly parents and felt love and support from them and from my siblings. Grand-Parents started righteous traditions that continue in my household.  Aunts, Uncles and cousins have been examples to me.  I was fortunate to be taught by caring young men leaders and Sunday school teachers.  Four years and four seminary teachers taught me to love the scriptures. Supportive friends have provided encouragement and strength.   
Brent H. Nielson shared this experience.  While serving in Finland, I learned that my mission president’s wife, Sister Lea Mahoney, was a native of Finland. As a young girl she had grown up in the eastern portion of Finland in a city named Viipuri. As the ravages of war engulfed Finland and other countries during World War II, she and her family left their home, and Viipuri became part of the Soviet Union and was renamed Vyborg. In our zone conferences, Sister Mahoney would tell us of those left behind in Viipuri and of her desire that the gospel be taken to them. Following President Kimball’s challenge, we unitedly prayed that the hearts of the leaders of that nation would be softened so that the gospel could be taken by our missionaries into the Soviet Union.


We would go to the border between Finland and the Soviet Union and see the guard towers and the fences, and we would wonder who those brave young men and young women would be and when they would cross that border to take the gospel to the people there. I must admit, at that time it seemed like an impossible task.


Three years ago, our son Eric received a mission call to serve in the Russia St. Petersburg Mission. In his first letter home, he wrote something like this: “Dear Mom and Dad, I have been assigned to my first city in Russia. Dad, you may have heard of it before. It is called Vyborg, but it was previously a Finnish city named Viipuri.”


Tears came to my eyes as I understood that Eric was in the very city we had prayed about 32 years earlier. Eric found a chapel there and a branch of faithful Saints. He was living and serving in a place that to me as a young man had seemed impossible to enter.


I did not realize those many years ago, as we prayed for the borders to open and the missionaries to go in, that I was praying for our son. Most importantly for you of the rising generation, our son Eric did not realize that he and his companions were the answer to the prayers that had been offered by thousands of faithful Saints so many years ago. You of the rising generation are the fulfillment of prophecy that in our day “the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent, till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done” .


I ask for your prayers on behalf of me and the other missionaries serving throughout the world that this great gospel might be heard by those seeking is peaceful message.

Just like the ant doesn't remove a single large stone and place it on its hill, evidencing completion of the colony, there wasn't one overriding thing I did to help prepare myself for my mission.  Some of the things that helped me included:

·         Attending four years of Seminary.  My parents taught me from an early age that graduation from seminary was as important as graduation from high school.
·         Taking my school studies seriously. 
·         Accepting and fulfilling priesthood callings.
·         Performing service to others.  Just last Saturday, I joined my father and Tyson on a priesthood service assignment.  The two hours together in service of others was rewarding and helps remind me of my many blessings and responsibility to help our Heavenly Fathers children.
·         Honoring my parents.
·         Learning to work.
·         Reading the scriptures and in particular the Book of Mormon.  I first completed the Book of Mormon when I accepted President Hinckley's challenge to read it cover to cover before the end of the year.
·         Developing a habit of personal prayer.
·         Regular exercise and physical health.
·         Selecting friends who have helped me hold to the iron rod, not stray from it.


For all of us, there are many demands on our time and energy.  We often must choose between something good and something better.  Do our choices during the day allow us to set aside those few precious moments required to study the scriptures or perform an act of service.


Bishop H. David Burton shared this analogy.  One of the defining differences between the good and the great is what sports psychologists call “focus.” Competitors who have the ability to set aside the unimportant and be completely attentive to that which is critical are able to improve their performance. Focus is a critical success factor.


I overheard a conversation between golfing great Arnold Palmer and a young caddie he was using for the first time. The young caddie, while handing Mr. Palmer his club, told him the distance to the flag was 165 yards, there was an unseen stream on the left, and a long and treacherous rough on the right. In a very kind but firm way, Mr. Palmer reminded the young man that the only information he required was the distance to the hole. He further suggested he didn’t want to lose focus by worrying about what was on the right or left.


It is easy to lose sight of the really important objectives of life. There is much to distract us. Some are floundering in the water hazards on the left, and others are finding the long, treacherous rough on the right insurmountable. Safety and success come when focus is maintained on the important opportunities found by driving the ball straight down the middle—priesthood advancement, temple worthiness, and missionary service. And that’s the way it is.


Recently, my parents and I discussed Section 4 of the Doctrine and Covenants which reads:

"Now behold a marvelous work is about to come forth among the children of men.  Therefore, O ye that embark in the service of God, see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day.  Therefore if ye have desires to serve God, ye are called to the work; ...and faith, hope, charity and love, with an eye single to the glory of God, qualify him for the work.  Remember faith, virtue, knowledge, temperance, patience, brotherly kindness, godliness, charity, humility, diligence."   

This scripture contains a long list of attributes that we should strive for as we prepare for and serve as missionaries.  Perhaps most important is serving the Lord with all your heart.
President Hinckley described what happens to the heart of every missionary who commits his or her life and work to the Lord when he talked about his own missionary experiences. It was early in his mission, and he was discouraged. The work was hard, and the people were not receptive. However, there came a time when discouragement turned to commitment. For him, the beginning was a letter from his father in which he read: “Dear Gordon, I have your letter. … I have only one suggestion: Forget yourself and go to work.” In describing what happened next, he said: “I got on my knees in that little bedroom … and made a pledge that I would try to give myself unto the Lord.


“The whole world changed. The fog lifted. The sun began to shine in my life. I had a new interest. I saw the beauty of this land. I saw the greatness of the people. … Everything that has happened to me since that’s been good I can trace to that decision made in that little house.
President Hinckley continued by saying: “You want to be happy? Forget yourself and get lost in this great cause, and bend your efforts to helping people”.


Continuing with a quote from Elder David Evans.  To every young man I would say, do you want to be happy? If so, come and join with us, 52,000 strong and counting, and serve your fellow man as a missionary for the Lord. Make the commitment to give two years of your life to the Lord. It will change everything. You will be happy. The fog will lift. You will come to love the culture and the people you are called to serve. The work will be difficult, but there will also be great satisfaction and joy as you serve. If you are faithful during your mission and thereafter, you will look back on your life and say with President Hinckley, “Everything that has happened to me since that’s been good I can trace to that decision to serve a mission and give my life to the Lord.”


In a recent conference talk Elder Ron Rasband shared a revelation to the Whitmer brothers, who had a profound role in the early days of the Restoration. They were witnesses to the gold plates, and their signed testimonies are included at the front of every copy of the Book of Mormon. They were among the first band of missionaries called by a prophet of God in 1829 to preach the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ.  In the preface to section 14 of the Doctrine and Covenants, it states, “Three of the Whitmer sons, each having received a testimony as to the genuineness of the work, became deeply concerned over the matter of their individual duty.”

To John and Peter Whitmer Jr. the Lord said this: “For many times you have desired of me to know that which would be of the most worth unto you.”  I suppose many of you young men have asked yourselves that same question. Here is the Lord’s answer: “And now, behold, I say unto you, that the thing which will be of the most worth unto you will be to declare repentance unto this people, that you may bring souls unto me, that you may rest with them in the kingdom of my Father.”


To the young men of the ward who are considering missionary service, I share with you a quote from our prophet, President Thomas S. Monson, “The missionary opportunity of a lifetime is yours. The blessings of eternity await you. Yours is the privilege to be not spectators but participants on the stage of priesthood service.”  I'm grateful the Lord has entrusted me with my call to serve and pray that my service will be worthy of his trust and calling.


Tuesday, November 23, 2010

MTC - Week #4

¿Hola, Como Estas?
So pretty much everyone here in the MTC is learning Spanish (big shocker, right?).  I think on a daily basis I get some kid who asks if he can bear his testimony and such to us in Espanol... It's really getting on my nerves.  Believe it or not, when you say you’re in a hurry to get to class, they start getting angry with you.. I hate to break their hearts, but it’s not my responsibility to listen to them speak Spanish to me... Sorry this has just been on my chest these past few weeks and I needed to get it off my chest... I feel so much better now! :D
Now you may be wondering why I titled this: Tragedy Strikes.  Well let me tell you why.  About two weeks ago one of the Elders going to Serbia injured his knee really bad while we were playing basketball.  At first, we figured it was just a simple injury. But as he visited the doctor on campus, we found out that he actually tore his ACL.  After consulting with the District President and Orthopedic Surgeon, he will have to go into surgery, where he will out of commission for three weeks, plus the addition of three or so months to rehab his knee.  So needless to say, he will not be joining us on our trek to Serbia.  It’s really hard to hear that too because we had grown tight as a friendship.  Our whole district is feeling it because of the unity that exists between us.  Not good.
Besides that I guess, everything is going solid here in the Concentration Camp.... I mean MTC.  This week seem to fly by so fast!!!!! It’s amazing that is possible considering I sit in a classroom for 10 + hours a day.  GOOD NEWS: I graduated from the first grade this week! I am now a second grader! I wish I had my graduation gown so I could go through a graduation ceremony.  That would be pretty swell.  BAD NEWS: our teacher flat out told us this week that we were the worst singing class he has ever had.  I felt so heartbroken.  Anyone who has heard me sing knows that I am the best ever.  How dare he say I’m a bad singer?  My mommy and daddy tell me every time I bust out in a song that I am a natural.  I guess my teacher has no idea on what true singing talent is. So what if he sings in the BYU men’s choir? What does that prove anyway.  I could get into the BYU men’s choir blindfolded.  That’s right, blindfolded. Who else could sing that well with the handicap of having one's eyes closed?
Thank you computer terminal.  It just told me he will kick me off in five minutes.  How nice of him.  Well anyways, I love life.  I’m laughing and having a smashing good time.  That last sentence for my British mate going to Slovenia: D 
This is a shout out for my Padres.. Sorry I don’t have your email in my weekly email report.  Oops. I can’t believe I forgot: p Will you still love me?  hahah funny thing is that this message will have to get forwarded to them. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA I crack myself up.  I will be sure to you add you next time.  
MUCH LOVE!!!!!!!
Elder Novakovich
Ps.. Spanish is stupid 

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Some Interesting Facts

Darren has been learning more about what his actual mission will be like.  Some interesting facts:
  • In his district there are three missionaries who will be serving in Serbia. 
  • There are currently only eight missionaries in the entire country.  He and his two companions in the MTC will replace three of the eight who are going home. 
  • There are only three branches with about three hundred members in the branches. 
  • Missionary work is currently being done in only three cities (he hasn't said which cities).
  • The Orthodox Christmas is celebrated on January 7.  Darren was excited to celebrate Christmas twice.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Week #3 Letter

здраво!!!!!!!

Well yet another week in the bag.  Days seem to fly by here.  It just seems like yesterday I was the scared kid thrown into the belly of the beast.  Now with a certain sense of confidence, I feel like I get what's expected of me as a missionary. 

If I seem to repeat the same thing every single email, I am sorry.  I never remember what I have said.  I get so excited to spend a mere 30 minutes of my life on this computer terminal to express what's going on my life.  I truly love expressing myself via email.  Its a shame I don't have more time.

I can't think of anything exciting to say.  And for the first time since I have arrived, I can't think of any witty to say.  I guess that makes sense though.  My schedule is the same every single day.  Wake up. Shower. Get Dressed.  Eat Breakfast.  Go to class.  Eat.  Go to Class. Gym.  Shower.  Eat.  Class.  Clean.  Read letters.  Sleep.  In the matter of 14 poorly written sentences, I have summed up what I do every single day.  Sundays are different of course: You take out the gym time and substitute 3 or so leadership meetings pertaining to being a Zone Leader.  Epic. 

Despite the lack of variety, I truly am loving my experience so far.  My district is awesome.  The international kids just make me cry every time they speak.  Their accents and use of the English vocab is quite the experience.  If i could start my Video Blog, I would insert some pretty awesome clips of us.  For example: On Sunday we had the chance to walk on the temple grounds of the Provo Temple.  While we as a district were walking around, we found this tall white wall.  We thought it would be HILARIOUS if our comrade from Finland would stand on top of it and act like Samuel the Lamanite.  So he got on top of the wall and started to raise his hands and proclaim with a firm voice "Repent, Repent.  Repent or be smitten by God" While he was chastening us to repentance, we were acting as if we were throwing rocks or shooting arrows at him.  We're so cool.  But i don't think I have laughed that hard since I have been here in the MTC.

The Serbian language is coming along great.  In fact, I have figured out how to type in Serbian on a computer.  Ја сам одлићна.  ја разумем србски. баш лако!  ја волим нјиха. у шеш примите, ја чу да битем у србији.  Sweetness.  Now lets hope that Google translate works :p I know I made some errors, but as I said in the last email (if I remember correctly) I am as a 1st grade Serbian child. 

Well I hope everything is going well for everyone in the real world.  Its hard to relate because they force us into this confined reality.  I overheard someone a few days ago that made me laugh. He was talking to his companion about the MTC and how its like a prison of sorts. The companion turned to him and said that "At least in prison, you get to watch Television."  HA HA that made laugh pretty hard. 

I just want to thank everyone who has sent me letters of encouragement and support.  They really do mean a lot. 

I bid thee farewell to when shall meet digitally via the email world in exactly one week.  By that time, I will be 1 more week closer to being in Serbia!  Until then: May the Force be With you. Always :D

до виженјо!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finished with a minute to spare.  Woot

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

MTC Week #2 Letter

Well I have some good news and some bad news: The bad news: the food is starting to repeat its cycle.  It’s only been two weeks, but I have already recognized what food they serve in rotations! Variety is the spice of life, and I knowing what you will be eating ruins it.  The good news however: two weeks in the bag! Only 102 more weeks till I finish my mission :p! 

Well the language is coming along just fine.  I have learned how to communicate as well as a first grade Serbian child. (BOO YA!!!!) But trust me; I have mad props to first grade Serbian children. This language is ridiculous.  All who I have written thus far has seen the complexity of the language.  The cyrlic alphabet is no easy task to learn.  "P"s make the "R" sound.  "C" makes the "S" sounds.  And so many other things are backwards.  On top of that, the characters are all alien.  Reading along at a normal pace seems like a long ways away.  Besides all the difficulties I am experiences with the language, I absolutely love it.  Speaking it makes my tongue tingle.  Not in the way of speaking profanities, rather in the way as if you just popped a handful of pop rocks into your mouth :D.  The words seem to crack and pop with every word.  Oh and were also learning Croatian.  According to my instructor, by the time I’m finished with my mission, I will be able to Speak Serbian, Croatian, and Bulgarian.  That's cool

One thing I have grown to love so much thus far is the devotionals and firesides on Sunday and Tuesday evenings. The talks and thoughts given during the meeting strengthen my testimony so much! I have a binder that I just recently bought FULL of thoughts and messages given that have meant something personal to me.  I thank the Lord so much for letting me serve him.  I have no doubt in my mind that what I am doing is what the Lord wants to do. His comforting spirit testifies that to me every single day.  Without that comfort, this task would be impossible.

Oh and for those who have yet to write me...Shame on you :p just kidding, but I do appreciate the letters sooooo much.  Every single night I read the letters my family sends to me before I go to sleep.  Knowing that someone out there loves me brings me closer to my Heavenly Father more than any lesson given.  It truly makes the experience a lot easier knowing that my family and other individuals care for me.  So don't be shy in writing me.  I plan on keeping EVERY SINGLE letter I receive on my mission.  If things go well, I can just leave my missionary clothes in the field and I can just use my suitcases for hauling all of the letters I receive home from Serbia.  That would be sweet, huh? A suitcase full of letters.  Make the dream happen folks!

Huh... I have 5 minutes left before the MTC boots me off... I don't understand why they are so controlling over email time, but what can I do? 

I just want everyone to know how much I care for you!  Getting to know you over the years have truly made me into the man I am today.  I know without a doubt that me being a Zone leader in the matter of 5 days is the direct cause of the amazing examples in my life. The leadership I have received from others have rubbed off on me, and because of that I have the joy and privilege to be over 40 missionaries serving in Serbia, Croatia, Czech Republic, Guam, Marshall Islands, Slovenia, etc. 

Much love from Elder Novakovich in the MTC!!!!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

First Letter from the MTC

So I'm sorry if you receive two emails from me.  I couldn't figure out how to import contacts.. So I started to just do it manually and then half way through I figured it out. Of Course.  Well everything is going amazing so far.  I have finally reached my first P day, and I must say it rocks! Unfortunately, the computer limits me to 25 minutes per session so this email will be poorly thought out and have a few typos. I guess you will have to deal with it. 

I figured I would start with the good news: I was made zone leader! ha ha in the matter of 4 days, I was placed in charge of over 36 elders, many of them going to different countries: Serbia, Croatia, Orlando, Czech Republic, Slovenia, Poland, etc. It's humbling to think that the Lord has put me into such an important leadership position in the matter of days.  Actually, the day following my arrival, I was made district leader.  If this were the Military, I would be a general by Thanksgiving. Boo ya!  

I am also lucky to have such awesome district members! In our district of 9, we have elders from England, Germany, and Netherlands.  Aah the best is at night when we all get together and just blow off the stress of learning our languages.  They all speak English and its awesome to get to know more about members from other countries.  My companion is also a really cool guy. He went to Timpview for high school and actually has a signed scholarship to Utah State University for playing the Quarterback position. He's 6"5 and quite the studly guy. We are getting along great and I'm happy that we have the opportunity to get to know each other. 

AHHH I keep messing up while typing. I'm trying to bust out 110 Words per minute but it just is not happening.  

Everything is so bland here.  No color whatsoever.  Every building looks exactly the same and is the same brown brick.  Could it hurt them to just throw in a pink building or something of that sort here and there?  I think it would go a long way to keep this place looking and feeling fresh.  Also, the food wrecked me the first few days.  I won't go into much detail, but I was having some serious digestive issues.  It was no bueno.  But I'm over it now.

Apparently I just hot keyed something and now my typing in all messed up.  Forgive me if its hard to read this. It won't even let me go back and changed some previous mistakes.  Stupid MTC computers.  

All is well here in Provo and I must say I miss everyone dearly.  I greatly appreciate all the love and support you have shown to me as I have prepared for this great task. Letters will be greatly appreciated if you have not sent one already :D I read letters every night as a way to unwind from the day.  I love receiving letters, so don't be shy in visiting Dearelder.com.