This
week was pretty cool. A few life lessons learned.
We went to the library and as I was looking at some of the
people there (we try to talk with everyone) and I thought to myself,
"There's Bill, and DJ, and Christian, and Etc" I know the names of a
lot of homeless friends, or friends in humble circumstances. Then the thought
came to my mind, that Jesus Christ would know the names of these people, and so
did I. That was just such a cool thought! The worth of souls is great in the
sight of God!
Remember that friend who we pounded on his door like the police from
last week? Finally got back in contact, and he's coming to church again. He is
working through it. To me it really just means that you can keep trying, no
matter how bad you think you've messed up, you cannot travel farther than the
Christ's light reaches.
A guy at the library asked us what was with the name tags. We
explained that we were missionaries, and he was like, "oh, I thought you
were government people" Haha. He thought we like met with people to make
sure they weren't on drugs and stuff because he saw us at the library teaching
lessons all the time. Haha, no. I told him, we work for someone higher up.
I got to see some old friends this week which was fun.
I ALSO GOT TO GO TO STEVE"S BAPTISM!!!!!! It was awesome!
The spirit there was just so sweet, confirming that this is right and God is so
pleased with his children who want to make covenants and draw closer to
him.
As I'm nearing the end of my mission, I just have been thinking
about all the wonderful friends I have made out here. I found this scripture a
little bit ago that describes my feelings so perfectly. Paul writes: 1 Thess
2:8 So being affectionately desirous of you, we were willing to have imparted
unto you, not the gospel of God only, but also our own souls, because ye were dear
unto us.
What a sacred experience it has been to sacrifice for my friends
in so many ways. In my personal study this morning I was reading Mosiah 2:17,
when I have been in the service of my fellow beings, I have only been in the
service of my God. That is what my mission has been. If I can love and care for
my friends, with a determination not to give up on them, I can't imagine how a
perfectly loving God feels about his children. I am grateful for the portion of
his love that he has shared with me.
I'm gonna guess there will be a lot more tears this week as the
goodbyes start. But I know God has a plan for me, and each of these
beloved children I've met here in Indiana, and for each of you reading this
email.
Catch ya with my last email next week!
Sister Cox
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