update on John: first of all. I have had a fear all week that we are going to meet with John and he is going to say, "HAHA! I've been a member the whole time!" He knows so much. He's going to be baptized on. We are BEYOND thrilled. Sister Olson and I screamed and danced and we've been on cloud 9 all week. The things that he says are a clear testament to me that there is no possible way man could have prepared his heart. God prepared him and he is so ready, and we are so grateful.
This week we tried doing some contacting at the local mall. We saw a man on a bench and we began talking to him.
He said, "LDS? Every time i talk to an LDS person I get nervous!!"
We began talking and he couldn't really come to a conclusion as to why Mormons freak him out, but we do. We talked a lot about Christ being the Savior of the world and he expressed interest in knowing what we believe. We began talking about the Book of Mormon and how we believe in the Bible too.
At one point in the conversation he states that he was in the bookstore with his wife and he told her, "I'm going outside to talk with someone" then he met us. I had a lot of faith in that moment. He seemed stubborn, but open and curious.
But as we continued talking, things changed VERY quickly. I had just offered the Book of Mormon to him and he began to tell me that I was going to hell for preaching of this book. It hurt, but not because he told me I was going to hell, but rather because I had the clear thought, "This is how Christ felt. He just wanted to help, and people persecuted him". So I let him say what he desired for a minute.
I realized in that moment that my hands were still extended with the Book of Mormon in them. I had again, a very clear thought, "Mallory. He won't love it". I pulled the book back and said, "I'm sorry, but if you don't want this, that's ok. Because I know there is someone else out there who is desperately searching for it. I know it's true and I left home and family for 18 months to share my love of it with others. If you're interested you can give us a call, but we have to leave".
Maybe a little too bold? But after we left I thought of Christ again. I have a whole new appreciation for his life since being on a mission. People told me I would, but I don't think I really believe it. Now I understand, and I am grateful every day that I have the opportunity to serve. This is the work of God and I am so blessed to be a part of it. But more importantly, I am grateful for my Savior and everything He experienced. He lives.
Love you all!
|that one time i prayed for a hair tie because i forgot one, and one LITERALLY fell from the sky. i almost cried i was so happy. GOD LIVES.|
|florida has the weidest bugs. hands down.|
|biking into the storm... with an umbrella. we get creative.|
|that one time the random person felt so bad for us they gave us popsicles.... did we really look that pathetic?! haha we'll take it!|
|our favorite walk way to walk through the neighborhood. we live in the jungle!|
|grasshoppers get bigger by the second. this one hopped a foot in the air after i took the picture.|