Sorry you didn't get my mail last week...no it wasn't intentional...no I wasn't trying to make you miss me more...but that would have been a great idea dang it!
So this was the week of left over ‘buuz’...I thought that after the holiday we wouldn't see the little dumplings anymore...I was wrong. We have them offered alot still. And everyone is giving us their giant tower cookies.... we have enough to make our own tower now.
This week started with a lot of hard things...the trials of our little humans, which has been getting better. These people have such hard things in their lives.... I just wanted to share this story I heard with you:
'Brothers and Sisters, as you know, the past two weeks I've been waiting for my mission call. During the time I was waiting I had a dream. I knew it was not an ordinary dream. I dreamed I was in the pre-existence and awaiting my call to come to earth. I was filled with the same anticipation and excitement that I had before I received my mission call. In my dream I was talking to a friend, and I felt a special closeness to him, even though I've never met him in this life. As we talked a messenger came and gave me a letter. I knew it was my call to go to earth. In great excitement my friend and I opened the letter. I gave it to him and asked him to read it aloud. It said: "You've been called to earth in a special time and to a special land. You will be born to the true church and you will have the priesthood of God in your home. You will be born into a land of plenty, in a land of freedom. You will go to earth in the United States of America."
My friend and I rejoiced as we read my call, and while we were rejoicing the messenger returned. This time he had a letter for my friend. We knew it was his call to earth. My friend gave me the letter to read aloud. His letter said: "You've been called to go to the earth in circumstances of poverty and strife. You will not be raised in the true church. Many hardships will attend your life. Your land will be fraught with political and social difficulties - which will hinder the work of the Lord. You will be born in Costa Rica."
We wept, my friend and I, as we read his call. And my friend looked at me with tears in his eyes, and said, "When we are down on earth, you in your choice land and me in Costa Rica, my friend, please come and find me.'
This young missionary, with tears in his eyes, said, "Brothers and Sisters, I have received my mission call. I am going to Costa Rica."
There is a sequel to the story. About a year after the sacrament meeting, the bishop received a letter from the missionary in Costa Rica. The letter had one sheet of paper in it and on that sheet written in capital letters were four words: “I FOUND MY FRIEND"
I don't know if I found "my friend" here yet. But I am trying to help everyone I meet. I have been especially trying to help my English students. I can't tell them that I am a missionary or anything like that.... but I want to so bad. My challenge to you all is to try to find one of your friends and help them. Help them feel of your love and of God's love. This verse meant a lot to me this week, its Romans 8: 38-39 " for I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." God's love is infinite, it is always there for us. We may turn away, but he will never turn away from us.