I was talking with Elder Ericksen
the other night and jokingly said that my pride is so huge that he
would never be able to break it. He then humbled me with three words.
Glasses tan lines. Boom. Instantly humbled. God uses small and simple
means to confound the wise, right?
Anyway,
yesterday was insane in the sacrament meeting because the two of us did
almost everything. I was chorister and I passed the sacrament, Elder
Ericksen was the pianist, we both gave talks, and we sang in a trio with
the ward mission leader. It was the missionary Sunday, with the theme
being the members' duty in mission work. I talked on Deuteronomy
28:45-48, which says that many curses will come upon the house of Israel
and destroy them. It then explains the reason they will be castigated
so: "Because thou servedst not the Lord thy God with joyfulness, and
with gladness of heart". We are under the same condemnation for not
having been missionaries and ministers to all people with joy. But what
can we do to get that joy back? In Mosiah 4:11-12, King Benjamin
explains that if we humble ourselves before God always, we will always
rejoice. And how do we humble ourselves? Keep His commandments. How do
we keep His commandments better? Do missionary work. He promises us that
"if ye do this ye shall always rejoice". Thus, we must be missionaries,
shouting the good news of the Gospel from the housetops, carrying the
glorious message across the mountains and into the plains, to every
person; and if we do not share with every person, we need to repent. By
that definition, I am a failure as a missionary, but I repent of it. I
will continue. But I can't be the only one. I direct these comments to
all you who read these messages, and I invite you all to consider your
personal status before God as a missionary, and then repent and do
better. I promise, according to my own personal experience, that it will
be more than worth it. We will sacrifice our precious time for joy and
salvation, which are priceless. I so testify in the name of Jesus
Christ. Amén.
Con mucho amor,
Elder Hill
Foto:
Elder Ericksen festejó su cumpleaños un poco tarde conmigo, usando un
mix de su familia para hacerse una torta. Estuvo riquísima.
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