Thursday, June 25, 2015

Life

Events happen very quickly and intensely here in the mission. Chrise and I grow very attached to the young elders and sisters only to have to say goodbye to them. Yesterday an elder and sister, both whom Chrise and I had become very close to, went home for medical reasons. They were both very close to the end of their missions, but still it hurt to see them go and lose those last few weeks with them. These young elders and sisters with whom we share this brief mission life are a great inspiration to us, so full of goodness and the joy of life and love of the Gospel. The Mission President asked me to speak to them at the multi zone conferences this week. I felt moved to tell them what I saw when I looked into their faces and quoted the following scripture:

14  And now behold, I ask of you, my brethren of the church, have ye spiritually been born of God? Have ye received his image in your countenances? Have ye experienced this mighty change in your hearts?
Alma 5:13-14

I see the image of my Savior in their countenances. I think part of our feelings for them are in the way they treat us. Far from home and often homesick, I think they look on as memories or as kind of surrogate parents or grandparents. They always treat us like royalty and make us feel very welcome.


Tuesday Chrise and I shared a wonderful experience with the elders and sisters of our zone. They asked us to sing with their choir. We sang “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing”. They asked Chrise to be the chorister. Standing amongst those young people and feeling their spirit and love of the gospel as they sang moved me to tears. I couldn’t continue singing (probably a good thing) and listened, savoring a brief moment in our mission life.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sara

I want to show you how the Lord prepares those who will hear his Spirit and open their hearts. In the scriptures he calls them his own or the ones that the Father has given him. When they hear the truth, they recognize it because it is the way that they have been thinking for some time. This because of the experiences that the Lord has given them in their lives. I should also point out that the Lord is no respecter of people and loves us all equally and gives us all experiences to draw us unto Him, but these are the ones that hear his voice, the voice of the Shepherd calling.

Sara has a beautiful spirit. Soft and tenderhearted, she often cries. It is nothing for her to spend hours helping a friend in need. And though she is a very busy person, providing for two daughters who are going to school, she always has time to talk to even strangers and to make them feel that they are important. For this reason, she was willing to talk to Elder Ortiz when he stopped to chat with her one day. What he had to say immediately touched her. Chrise and I were with Elder Ortiz and Elder Long when they gave the first discussion. The contrast between Sara and others in her family was especially apparent when the elders asked everyone to pray about what they had heard and to read the Book of Mormon. She committed immediately. The others would not. The next day the elders were changed to another location, leaving us with Sara.  

One of the experiences that the Lord gave Sara was a very hard one over fourteen years ago. She lost a baby. What made this even worse was that this baby was not able to be baptized in Sara’s religion before it died. For someone as sensitive and tenderhearted and spiritual as Sara, the pain went very deep and lingered continually for fourteen years. She could not accept what was supposed to have happened to this child. She worked very hard, literally trying to lose herself in her service of her family and her job as a food provider for the community, but the pain remained, always just below the surface.

Last night it was just Chrise and I and Sara. Her daughters were not there and though her husband started the discussion with us, he was called away. The sister missionaries were not there either. It was a chance to really talk. My first question to her was, “How do you feel about the things that we have talked about and what you have read in the Book of Mormon.” She said that we and the Book of Mormon spoke to things that she has always felt. “I know they are true.” I then asked her what she thought of the baptism last week that we had attended together. She referenced the fact that the clothing was not like the gowns that were used to baptize babies in her church. Chrise understood part of this and it stirred a memory of something Sara had said briefly about the loss of a child weeks before. Chrise looked up Moroni 8 and as I was about to go into something else, she pushed the scripture toward me. I looked at it, realized what it was saying and asked Sara to read a few verses in which Mormon said that little children have no need to be baptized. Sara asked if she could continue reading and read several more verses and then burst into tears. It took probably ten minutes before she could talk again. She said, “I had feelings as to the truth of what you taught before this, but nothing like what I have just felt. You have answered a prayer and question that I have carried with me for fourteen years.” I told her that we believed that little children were all saved in Christ’s atonement and that her baby daughter was waiting for her. She burst into tears again.


Driving home from the discussion, Chrise and I marveled at what we had just felt and witnessed. The Lord had just used us as instruments in His hands to answer a woman’s prayers.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Faith

Last week was a tough week with many broken appointments. I was beginning to feel like nobody wanted to see us be it investigators or less active members. We have one family that we have been teaching for a couple of months who have been very excited to see us, especially the mother and the older daughter, and who have been very receptive to the gospel. They broke their prior appointment without notice. When we came to the door no one answered. After that and the other broken appointments, I was a little shell shocked. I kind of wanted to hide in our home. The day for the next appointment with this family approached and the sisters who are working with us wanted us to invite them to a baptism. I agonized quite a bit over this, fearing again an empty house and no one at the door. I decided I had to have more faith, so I prayed for it. When the hour arrived I put aside all of my doubts and arrived at the door early. Sara, the mother, answered and when I asked her if she wanted to go with us to see a baptism, she smiled and asked if we could wait a minute for her to change. I wanted to fly. While we were waiting for her I had the distinct impression that there was not a baptism where we had been invited to go. I was in the middle of calling the sisters when Sara and her oldest daughter Erendira came to the door ready to go. I decided to go despite the impression, but when we arrived at the chapel, no one was there but the two sisters who had invited us. They said that there was a baptism in the town of San Pedro a few miles away. Sara and Erendira said they were fine with going there, but again there was no one at the San Pedro chapel. We turned the car around to return home but before leaving I tried to call the sisters who we knew were working in this area. No answer. I started the car and was about to leave when they called, telling us that the baptism was at the upper chapel in San Pedro. I didn’t even know there was an upper chapel.

And it was incredible. Although the room was small with many people, members, whom we didn’t even know, made room for us and our investigators. The mission president and his wife came and they and everyone else treated Sara and Erendira like the very special people that they are. It turned into a wonderful experience for them. My wife and I marveled at how everything had worked together to get them to this baptism. Heavenly Father wanted them here.

After I dropped them off and while I was laying in bed, I had the distinct impression to read my scriptures. I am in the book of Jarom. This is the scripture that I found (in Spanish):

4  And there are many among us who have many revelations, for they are not all stiffnecked. And as many as are not stiffnecked and have faith, have communion with the Holy Spirit, which maketh manifest unto the children of men, according to their faith.


I felt this was a confirmation of my day of faith.