What an awesome week. Seriously! I keep thinking again and again how the Lord is so good and is just blessing us so much. We had an incredible week last week. We have a few new investigators and I just feel so blessed. They all are amazing.
Rosa came to church 2 weeks ago, and we met her there. We set up an appointment with her and in our lesson she asked us what she needed to do to be baptized. WHOA. That’s never happened to me before – especially during the first lesson. We jumped into the law of chastity and the Word of Wisdom and the wheels were spinning in her mind of how she could accomplish it in as little time as possible. Wow. She has a sweet daughter who is SO funny and so happy to see us all the time. The second time we saw them, we gave her daughter a children’s Book of Mormon with pictures. She was STOKED and told us how she is going to read it and take it to school and show her friends. In our lesson, we taught about the restoration and asked her to pray about Joseph Smith and the Book of Mormon. She replied that she already had – she knew it was true. She had youtubed the restoration movie and had a Book of Mormon from a friend and was already in chapter 17 and knew it was true. WHOA. How does that even happen??? She had already prayed and received a witness it is true. “That’s why I came to church last week,” she said. Ha! I love them both so much. What a blessing.
Another miracle find is Dorah. We found her while tracting and she asked us to come back another day. She is English, and we always like to have an introductory lesson or teach the restoration before we hand them over to the English sisters – just to make sure they are legit and interested. We came back and she invited us in. We had planned on introducing ourselves and our role in helping her come unto Christ, get a feel for her religious background, and teach the restoration. We got in there and we found out she is Muslim/Orthodox Catholic…? She was raised in Albania and with a lot of governmental problems came to America when she was 15. She is an angel. She loves her family. We felt that we needed to share a message about the plan of salvation, specifically eternal families, rather than the restoration. We changed gears and went on faith. As we explained a little about the plan of salvation, she told us her son has been having TONS of questions about what happens after we die. Dorah didn’t know how to answer him with her mixed religious background and so many questions of her own. So we began to share exactly that – what happens after death. Dorah sat there listening so intently, so quietly and attentively. We got through and before we knew it, she was in tears. She explained that she had just gone through a very difficult time – she recently lost her little baby. She was in tears as she expressed all the emotions of her miscarriage. Shock. Sadness. Anger. Guilt. Bitterness. Finally, hopelessness. She thought she was being punished from God and was so so sad. So broken. It tore my heart to see her so lost. So confused and so IN NEED of the truthfulness of the gospel. We had a very sacred experience with her as we testified of eternal families and that she is a child of a loving Heavenly Father. Her tears of sorrow and frustration turned brighter and rolled down her cheeks in hope. It was so beautiful.
How blessed we are to know the nature of the family – the eternal nature. That things go on and will come back and be “raised in incorruption” one day. I really feel like I don’t have much wisdom or experience or anything to offer the Bronx. I’m just trying to serve here and help out in what small way I can. I wonder if that is how the runners back in the day felt – those guys that would run from camp to camp between the Nephite armies and tell about the proceedings of war and how the battle went and who had passed away and who was still fighting. Those messengers. I felt so humbled in that small home with Dorah, to be a messenger of good news – of Hope. The type that we all so desperately need. Truly the alternative is to have your house left desolate.
“39 Verily, verily, I say unto you, that my people shall know my name; yea, in that day they shall know that I am he that doth speak.
40 And then shall they say: How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings unto them, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings unto them of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion: Thy God reigneth!” (3 Nephi 20:39-40 and Isaiah 52:7).
I never considered my feet beautiful (MOM….ha!). I feel so humbled and grateful and FULL that what I bring is so beautiful to people. To this world. It is sacred and beautiful and so humbling to be a messenger of truth, and then have these wonderful people like Dorah consider your feet – how you got here, what you’re doing, how you’re doing it – beautiful. More and more I am feeling and understanding DC 18 – how great shall be your joy.
Boy oh boy, it is GREAT.
I love this work. I love being a part of it. I love being a part of hope. A messenger of great news, especially to the ears of people that are about to give up the fight. It is a beautiful thing to see the light come into their eyes as they hear and recognize truth.
It has just been an awesome week. And it’s been funny to randomly have POURING rain. Ha! Life is an adventure. We have transfers next week and my mind is blown that the cycle is already over. I’ll find out on Saturday if my adventure in the Bronx will continue. We shall see.
Love you ALL! Oh so much.