From: Jessica McKay <email@example.com>
Subject: Sculptures and Police Cars
Date: April 15, 2013 11:31:54 AM MDT
Wow, what a week! I guess I say that just about every week, but I always mean it.
Our musical/easter program was last night. It turned out SO WELL! The chapel was full and Sister Moon and I had four of our investigators attend. We had many people approach us afterwards who told us what a wonderful program it turned out to be and that they were able to feel the spirit very strongly from the minute it started. What an amazing experience it was to be able to put that together. We could not have done it without the help of our ward members, because they honestly provided the majority of the resources. Sister Moon and I organized the meeting and wrote the program, but we sure had a lot of help. I know that our program was truly inspired and spiritually directed from the very beginning when the idea came to us.
Yesterday in Relief Society we were talking about trials in our lives and how the majority of the time we don’t understand them or the lessons we can learn from them at that time. I’ve decided that if it actually exists as a Gift of the Spirit, I would definitely have “The Gift of Thinking of Analogies.” They just come at me right and left sometimes! I bet it does exist; Jesus spoke in parables. 🙂 So I thought of another one as I listened to the sweet lesson in Relief Society:
I remember watching a video somewhere of an artist working on a stone sculpture. It was a recording of the entire process on fast-forward, so I got to see it from beginning to the end in a very short period of time. I remember watching some of the choices he made in chipping off stone and thinking to myself, “I can’t even figure out what he is creating,” or, “that move didn’t even make any sense.” However, regardless of how many “wrong or nonsensical” choices I thought he was making during the process, by the end he had created a stunning masterpiece. Applying this to our personal lives, sometimes we don’t understand why certain things happen to us and they don’t seem to make any sense. We sometimes think we know better and that we would do things differently. However, what we have to remember is that our lives are “touched by the Master’s hand” and as we endure faithfully and patiently, letting Him mold us into whatever He sees fit, we will become the masterpieces only He knows how to create. Mosiah 23:21 says, “…the Lord seeth fit to chasten his people; yea, he trieth their patience and their faith.” But it goes on to say, in Mosiah 24:13, “…the voice of the Lord came to them in their afflictions, saying: Lift up your heads and be of good comfort, for I know of the covenant which ye have made unto me; and I will covenant with my people and deliver them out of bondage.” He never leaves us alone. Sometimes we go through hard things, but He will not abandon us. Among many other attributes, trials help us develop patience, temperance, and resilience. They help mold us into beautiful creations and children of God as we keep our perspective set on our eternal potential. We can only hope to imagine what we can become if we fully give ourselves to the Lord. He has to work with pretty stubborn stone sometimes. When going through trials and hardships, wouldn’t it be better if we humbly softened ourselves so that our creator has something a bit easier to work with? Here’s another analogy: (I didn’t think of this one though) We are riding in a boat. The boat represents the gospel, the water represents the world and our lives. When a storm comes and rocks the boat, don’t jump out of the boat. You’ll drown. Stay in the boat, and the storm will pass.
Ok. Well, what happened this week? We got pulled over. Well, not exactly. We were trying to deliver an invitation for our program to a potential investigator, but when we pulled up, they were all outside roasting hot dogs and having a party. So we pulled the car over to the side of the road and started talking about what we were going to say. Missionaries are prone to awkwardness and this was definitely one of those times we could fall into that trap, so we had to at least plan a little. We were sitting there in our car when a police car drove up and was about to pass us, but he stopped his car. The people roasting marshmallows came up to him and they were trying to figure out whose car was parked in the road. We could fully hear them saying, “We don’t know whose car this is, it just pulled up! But there’s still people inside!” So the officer reversed his car and pulled up directly behind us and turned on his lights. Oh no. BUST. Sister Moon and I sheepishly looked at each other because neither of us had ever been pulled over before and here we were experiencing it for the first time. At night. In the dark. I wish I could say we said a prayer..but we didn’t. We just sat there and waited for what was coming for us. As the officer shined his flashlight in our car and we rolled down the window, we both pointed to our name tags saying, “We’re the missionaries!” Turns out we just couldn’t be parked there on the side of the road, so all he told us to do is move our car. Whew. But we went and talked to the people who lived in the house and laughed about it afterwards.
But we had a really good week. We got to see lots of our investigators and also had many opportunities to stand true to our faith. Some people are so angry 😉 Transfers are coming up this Thursday! I can’t BELIEVE how fast the time goes by in the mission field. Make it stop, make it stop! Or at least just slow down. I love every minute, but every minute just flies by!
Onward and upward!