It's such a pleasure to see young men serve in such powerful ways. We were able to join a companionship to teach this beautiful sister before she entered the waters of baptism.
I was recently reading Enos when I was surprised by these verses: 13 And now behold, this was the desire which I desired of him—that if it should so be, that my people, the Nephites, should fall into transgression, and by any means be destroyed, and the Lamanites should not be destroyed, that the Lord God would preserve a record of my people, the Nephites; even if it so be by the power of his holy arm, that it might be brought forth at some future day unto the Lamanites, that, perhaps, they might be brought unto salvation— 14 For at the present our strugglings were vain in restoring them to the true faith. And they swore in their wrath that, if it were possible, they would destroy our records and us, and also all the traditions of our fathers. When I think of Enos, I remember his powerful description of repentance. I don't recall that he asked that the historic record would be saved for the latter days. He seems to have little hope for the people in ...
I love that Conference is broadcast in Quichua for the Otavalo saints. We were able to watch every session in the comfort of our apartment. My favorite message was given by Elder Robert M. Daines. His talk about being face-blind was so touching. The quote that I researched immediately was, "A few years ago, I got a calling I didn't feel up to. I awoke early, nervous--but with a phrase in mind I had not heard before: that to serve in this Church is to stand in the river of God's love for His children." A wonderful blog post from Faith Matters tells the story of Elder Daines becoming a stake president in Palo Alto. He was currently working as a law and finance professor at Stanford University. In his first address to his stake he said something similar: Think for a minute of your favorite story of Jesus. What is it? You show me your favorite store of Jesus and I'll show you a story of Jesus reaching out to and loving someone on the margins of society, someone who w...
Poor Sister Román didn't want us to visit Esmeraldas. She worried about our safety. In retrospect, we were probably too white to visit the city. But all went well. We started the day by trying to get a replacement tire. Then we found that the pothole damaged the wheel, too. Plus, the back wheel now had a bulge in it. When we drove past, we noticed someone had placed a tire in front of the pothole that had swallowed us. (The next day, the tire was gone.) Most places were closed due to the holiday. But we found a sweet man in a tiny shop that was able to pound it into a round shape. Paul paid him $40 and he included a used tire. We began finding the missionary apartments around Esmeraldas, which is kind of two separated areas. We enjoyed participating with the Esmeraldas, Atacames, and Quinindé Zones for Conference. I always love chatting with the missionaries and working on my Spanish. I found this basketball in the Tolita chapel and was surprised to see Hermana S...
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