And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!
- D&C 18:15
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Monday, May 1, 2017
How Great the Wisdom and the Love
Last Monday I spent almost the whole day washing down our apartment
from the fumigation and adding further preventatives. Bed bugs are not
Other than that, everything has been splendid. We had a week filled
with excellent lessons and lot of work with the members. It's a
wonderful moment when as a missionary you not only perform your own
missionary work, but you can coordinate the missionary work of the
members around you. Suddenly your purpose becomes heightened. It's a
lesson I learned from a wise man a few months into my mission, but
took me a little longer to realize.
This week was filled with wise men. Wednesday I was able to have an
interview with our mission president. President P is so full of
light and love. I knew it was going to be one of my last personal
conversations I'll have with him in a while, so I took my time. He is
a student of the scriptures. He is also a student of love. The amount
of understanding he has is immense.
That night a wise man in the Ward wanted to take us to some of his
friends he wants to share the gospel with. We spent three hours going
home to home of people that he loved enough to introduce us to them.
About half were less active members of the church, and the other half
good friends that he simply wanted us to teach. At the end of the
night, I was impressed with the spirit of charity, not missionary
work, within this man. But why would these feelings be any different?
Sunday was stake conference, and an area authority visited us. While
he was speaking, I was impressed by the amount of wonder he had for
everything happening around him. He turned around and watched the
choir sing, he looked through the audience to smile and wave at anyone
he met eyes with.
While Elder T was sharing a story about how he was guarding
Michael Jordan in the olympics, it hit me like a sack of bricks. "This
is my brother's mission president." I knew this man from the emails me
brother sent home from his mission, telling stories about how great
and wise President T was. I then realized that this man changed
my brother's life. My brother changed my life when he returned from
When I went to shake his hand, he gave me a hug. He met me, my
companion, and our investigator the day before, and in a day's time he
grew to love us. I told him who my brother was, and he exclaimed,
"That's my missionary!" He was overjoyed. I was too.
More powerful than wisdom is love. They often come together.
- Elder Richard Hall
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