Throughout
the week we were able to see some miracles happen while being out
riding our bikes. We were running out of time, about time for us to go
back into our flats. As we were going around the corner of a street at
night time, we noticed a guy sitting on his steps of his house in his
front yard. Taking no thought about time and not worrying a out what to
say to him we turned around, parked our nice looking bikes and went up
to him. While introducing ourselves to him, he asked where we were from
we told him we were from the United States. From there we started
talking about our religion and why we were out here in New Zealand.
Thank goodness for the spirit with us because we were able to come down
to earth with him and talk to him showing that we were normal. We told
him "As missionaries we are out here for two years without our families
to invite others to hear the message that we share. We don't force
people to hear the message, we don't want to increase the number of our
church, but rather we want to let others known that they can find inner
peace through the message we share about Jesus Christ and how because of
Him we can be forgiven. Many of us have trails and situations in our
lives that we feel we are not good enough but because we have a loving
Heavenly Father, we can have that peace for ourselves and in our
families". The man was able to open up to us and see that we were just
there to help him and invite him for himself to find out about the
wonderful message we share. We got a return appointment with him, his
name is James, 21 years old and doesn't know much about God but wants to
find out for himself. During the week we went back to his house, went
inside and talked to him for a good hour and a half about what he wants.
At the end we invited him to let us continue to come by and share more,
we left him with a picture of Jesus. His sister and her little boy were
also in the home so we were able to talk to them as well, not about the
gospel but just about life. It was a miracle to find James, he is quiet
but takes everything in and is humble, very humble.
Throughout the week we were able to teach part-member families. On Sunday
we also met another person, her name was Tina, 32 year old woman who is
in another religion but we were able to just stop on our bikes and talk
to her. Found out she is half Fijian and half Samoan. She is the middle
child in her family, doesn't have a family of her own but just studying
school. She told us her story that she used to smoke and do drugs when
she was in her teens but came to find God for herself and gave all that
up, drinks here and there but not as bad. We were able to just talk to
her for a long time. She asked us about Joseph Smith and how hard it is
for her to believe that, she said she just believes in the bible. We
were able to explain to her the importance of the Book of Mormon, and
that it is another testament of Jesus Christ, meaning it testifies of
Him and His work. We told her the Book of Mormon is the key stone to our
religion and without us missionaries wouldn't be out here. She took the
invitation to read, ponder and pray about the Book of Mormon.
In
all this week was amazing! Full of life changes and the chance to see
people here and there. To be able to listen to their stories in life and
how they have become who they are today. This is the work of our loving
Heavenly Father, putting us in places where we need to be at the right
time and at the right moment were someone just needs to see us or hear
words of comfort. It is that hope of not having a perfect knowledge of
things but knowing that it will happen that brings those miracles
everyday. We use the word hope a lot but do we really understand what it
means?...Hope is that anchor to our souls that helps us feel that
comfort about the future knowing that if we put our trust in Heavenly
Father everything will be alright. That is something I have been
studying this whole week, trying to make my hope better and stronger,
understanding Gods will more than my own.
Thank
you all for your prayers of comfort and your love, it has been a big
help on my mission. I have been through some trials here and there but I
know that I can turn to friends and family for help. This week I went
to the hospital because I had an asthma attack, but everything is okay
now and I have an inhaler. All is well for me, still smiling and working
hard, nothing brings more happiness than work, work, work!! Have a
fantastic week!
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