Monday, March 16, 2020

"I will spare them, as a man spareth his own son" (Malachi 3:17)

Family and friends,

So, this was an interesting week. I think you all probably know why. We did weekly planning on Thursday morning, as usual, and everything was normal; and then we found out that night that all Church meetings are suspended until further notice. All of those carefully-made plans went straight out the window in an instant. We really had not even heard anything about the viral plague until that point. We had heard of its existence, as well as some half-hearted alerts, but nothing more. Even now, we don't see much panic, but that's even more confusing to me. Now we have heard much more news, and we see that the entire globe is shutting everything down, but Argentina is reacting very slowly - that is, it seems (from what I've seen on the news) that the government is working on controlling the situation, but the people barely care. People are worried, but they're not doing anything about it: there's no panic here. Which is SO funny to me. They're just sleeping the siesta, not caring. As usual. It's really funny.

Regarding changes for the missionaries, there is nearly nothing that has changed. We are meant to stop shaking hands and to keep our distance from people who are coughing, wash hands, etc. Other than that, we change nothing in our work until further notice.

But Sunday was interesting, as it was my first time having the Sacrament at home. Considering we were just two people, and we would go through the bread and the water really fast, I proposed that we use a bit more bread and a bit more water for each of us, so that we could ponder on the ordinance more; then we had a small moment of silence after each of the emblems. I think it may have been the most spiritual moment I have ever had with the Sacrament. I remember eating the bread and feeling the body of the Savior nailed to the cross to pay for my sins; as I drank the water, I gazed at it, feeling His love in every fiber of me. I know my Savior died and rose again for me. "With His stripes, we are healed" (Isaiah 53:5). I know the truth of that scripture more profoundly with every passing day.

Upon hearing of the gravity of this current pandemic, I reread a favorite scripture of mine, Doctrine and Covenants 43:25: "How oft have I called upon you by the mouth of my servants, and by the ministering of angels, and by mine own voice, and by the voice of thunderings, and by the voice of lightnings, and by the voice of tempests, and by the voice of earthquakes, and great hailstorms, and by the voice of famines and pestilences of every kind, and by the great sound of a trump, and by the voice of judgment, and by the voice of mercy all the day long, and by the voice of glory and honor and the riches of eternal life, and would have saved you with an everlasting salvation, but ye would not!" This experience we are living now is a call to repentance, and we must heed. God told Joseph Smith TWO HUNDRED YEARS AGO that His coming was at the doors: welcome to the modern day, when His coming legitimately is just a couple "signs of the times" away. I say again, welcome to the modern day. I have seen so strongly the fulfilment of the last phrase of that scripture, "but ye would not": we have been given so many blessings; He has "[poured us] out a blessing, that there [is not] room enough to receive it" (Malachi 3:10). And yet, we have been lazy. There is no more time to be lazy; it's time to be perfected in Christ. But, above all, I know that these signs are a blessing, because, as Jesus taught, the faithful will see these signs and know that He is near. As says the scripture, He cries with the voice of mercy and glory, and would save us with an everlasting salvation. This is no castigation, it is a blessing to the faithful. His coming is nigh, and I testify it boldly to the world because I know it is true. This is the true Church of the true God, and I will be forever grateful for the immense and immeasurable blessing of having known the Truth Eternal, even in my youth. I await with so much excitement the coming of my LORD.

With so much love,
Élder Hill

Fotos: me olvidé de llevar mi memoria conmigo, entonces ustedes tendrán que esperar hasta la semana que viene.

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