Don't
have much time but just wanted to share a quick experience.
This
week has had lots of miracles. Throughout the week, I was feeling like I didn't
know how to explain the gospel to people in a way that would help them
understand that it is applicable to them and something that will really help
them! Sister Monilla reminded me that I am saying the right things, but
everybody has their agency, and sometimes people don't use it the best way they
can. But we had a cool experience on Saturday during park and embark. We had 4
people ask us the same question: why do bad things happen to innocent people?
The first two times ,we explained it but the people would not accept our
answer. At the end of the night, however, we met an atheist who asked the same
question. We explained, after refining and simplifying our explanation
throughout the day, that if God intervened in every bad, or unfair thing that
happened, not only would he be denying people of their ability to choose, but
he would be denying everyone of the opportunity of growth that could come from
that difficult trial in their life. We also explained that the purpose of our
lives is to have joy, and that the extent of pain and sorrow we experience in
life, we are then able to experience that much joy because of it. It was cool
because it was like Heavenly Father had been preparing us to meet that man
(Dave) all day by helping us think about that question. Dave's heart was
softened and we were able to share most of the restoration with him. By the end,
he miraculously accepted a Book of Mormon!
I
just really loved that tender mercy Heavenly Father gave to us after a day when
not so many people were prepared to receive us.
pics:
1- a couple pdays ago
2-
Faite and Moala, two beautiful but naughty little girls in the ward:)
3-
When Sister Monilla made me cut her bangs (commonly called fringe here)
4-
when we witnessed the saving of an echidna from under a school fence.
5-
Jessica a less active YSA came to stake conference on Sunday. Miracles do
happen!
6-
My fun tan lines
7 -pray
for my sunburt neck. It is a result of talking to a guy for almost an hour
under what felt like being an ant under magnifying glass.
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