Barefoot Children
I
learned a lot this week and I doubt I am going to get anything across
in this letter. The Lord really is so involved in the missionary labors.
Sometimes I feel like the Lord of the vineyard in Jacob 5 when he says
now it grieveth me that I should lose this tree.
It's
rough when investigators don't want to listen to you anymore. It's just
like uhh why like wait no. Stay a second. uhh. Honestly there have been
more than a few investigators in my mission where I totally finished the
day bawling because they were so close. Soooo close to being happy.
Spent a long while studying Jacob 5. There is just soo much there. So
many things that I see every day in the mission that the spirit
accelerates my heart in excitement at how REAL the Book of Mormon is.
That Jacob was a REAL person, and not just some made up story. We spent a
long while finding new people this week, and we found four new families.
One of which the husband had read half of the Book of Mormon. He
explained to us how much he had enjoyed the words of King Benjamin and
how it had brought him comfort. How it had inspired him to be more charitable. Was a good day. Was a good week. I feel so happy.
We
had a bunch of activities with the branch this week. And it really
helped to unite the lil branch. The sacrament attendance is growing. My
comp is the koolest kid and makes me laugh every day. We found this
scripture in our comp study and it helped me realize a lot about the Savior and why He gives us trials. Oh I put the title as barefoot
children because we walked like 5km to go visit this less active and
this lil kid walked almost the whole thing with us barefooted and kept
telling me that he couldn't wait to be a missionary one day.
And
the world, because of their iniquity, shall judge him to be a thing of
naught; wherefore they scourge him, and he suffereth it; and they smite
him, and he suffereth it. Yea, they spit upon him, and he suffereth it, because of his loving kindness and his long-suffering towards the children of men.
Elder Thorn
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