Sunday, April 5, 2020

"Bendice A Las Misioneras"

This week there was a little girl dead asleep during a family home evening. Her siblings woke her up for the prayer and when I asked who wanted to offer it she sat up straight, lifted a solitary finger, with her head bobbing and her eyes still half closed. When we asked if she wanted to say the prayer she just shook her head yes and started to pray. The first thing she said was, (translated) "Bless the missionaries." And that simple phrase made me cry. I realized in that moment pretty soon I won't be a missionary. I won't be a part of all those marvelous prayers. And it made me sad. But shortly afterwards, I realized that I don't have to stop being a missionary after the mission. This last weekend in the general conference I felt the main theme was that the best missionaries should be the members. I loved the talk of Pres. Uchtdorf when he said we should just focus on five simple things.
1.Grow closer to God.
2.Fill your heart with love for people
3.Work to walk the path of a disciple
4.Share what you have in your heart.
5.Trust in the lord and his miracles.
If we do these five things he promised that sharing the gospel will be natural. We'll see the blessings from it. I loved how he summed it up. Believe-Love-Do. That's truly what being a missionary is. If we do those 3 things we're being a missionary. We don't need a name tag to be someones angel. We don't need to walk 10+ miles a day to give someone a hug and tell them we love them. We don't have to learn a foreign language to share the joy that we have. Being a missionary is simple. As Pres. Christofferson said in his talk, "We plant, but God grows." Asi es the life of a missionary. But how is God ever going to 'grow' if we don't ever 'plant' to begin with? I think a lot of us have fear of being a missionary. But why? There's no need to. We have half asleep little kids praying for us.

Anyway mi gente. I love you all dearly but never queerly. I hope that you enjoyed the general conference and got what you needed out of it. I know I sure did. Anyway I love you! Adios!

Marley





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