Sister Olla and I helped four
children of God enter the waters of baptism this week - three primary-aged children (Bea, Maxwell,
and Barbara) and one Young Woman (Brenda).
The baptism was great and we had chocolate cake afterwards!
I was reading an Ensign from
April 2011 the other day and I found a couple articles that I really
enjoyed. One article ("Rescued by
the Gospel" - Lionel Hougnon) contained a poem that particularly touched
my heart and I wanted to share it with you.
Twas battered and scarred, and
the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his
while
To waste much time on the old
violin,
But held it up with a smile;
"What am I bidden, good
folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding
for me?"
"A dollar, a
dollar"; then, "Two!" "Only two?"
Two dollars, and who'll make
it three?"
"Three dollars, once;
three dollars, twice;
Going for three -" But
no...
From the room, far back, a
gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the
bow.
Then, wiping the dust from the
old violin,
And tightening the loose
strings,
He played a melody pure and
sweet
As a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the
auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet
and low,
Said, "What am I bid for the
old violin?"
And he held it up with the
bow.
"A thousand dollars, and
who'll make it two?
Two thousand" And who'll
make it three?
Three thousand, once, three
thousand, twice,
And going, and gone!"
said he.
The people cheered, but some
of them cried,
"We do not quite
understand
What changed its worth."
Swift came the reply:
"The touch of a master's
hand."
And many a man with life out
of tune,
And battered and scarred with
sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the
thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin
But the Master comes, and the
foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the
change that's wrought
By the touch of the Master's
hand.
As I read the story of a man
with a life destroyed by alcohol and the things of the world who thought that
the only way to end his misery was to end his life until he was rescued by the
restored gospel of Jesus Christ, I thought of all of us and our fellow brothers
and sisters in this world. All of us
have difficulties and challenges; all of us go through times of trial and
turmoil; at times it is hard to see the light; at times it is hard to recognize
our worth. On my mission, I see and speak with many of these people. It is so hard for me to listen to them tell
me that there is no hope for them, that they are not like us (Crent daughters
of God who keep the commandments and go to church every week and read the
scriptures everyday), that they just can't do it. As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-Day Saints it is amazing to see people change as they are reminded of
their worth as a daughter or son of God.
I have been studying the
Atonement of Christ a lot recently, which leads me to the second article in the
same Ensign I read that I really enjoyed - "His Grace Is Sufficient"
- Brad Wilcox. I especially liked this
article because it compares Christ's Atonement to a mother providing music
lessons for her child.
"Christ's arrangement
with us is similar to a mom providing music lessons for her child. Mom pays the piano teacher. Because Mom pays the debt in full, she can
turn to her child and ask for something.
What is it? Practice! Does the child's practice pay the piano teacher? No.
Does the child's practice repay Mom for paying the piano teacher? No.
Practicing is how the child shows appreciation for Mom's incredible
gift. It is how he takes advantage of
the amazing opportunity Mom is giving him to live his life at a higher
level. Mom's joy is found not in getting
repaid but in seeing her gift used - seeing her child improve. And so she continues to call for practice,
practice, practice."
Our Savior already paid the
price for our sins. We will never be
perfect in this life, but we must practice so that someday we may be perfected
(D&C 67:13). We are strengthened as we work with others to become
"more perfect". Here in
Brazil, people are very scared to promise us that they will come to Church on
Sunday; that they will live the Word of Wisdom this week; that they will read
the scriptures every day; because they are scared that they might not and they
feel they are making a promise to God when they promise us.
After realizing this, I have
changed the way I ask people to make commitments. Instead of saying, "Will you come to
church on Sunday?” I ask, "Will you try with all of your heart, might,
might, and strength to come to church on Sunday?" Although this may seem dramatic, it works
(people are more likely to commit). We
must first try to be perfect, then practice perfection, and eventually we will
be perfected.
The World Cup starts this week
so things are going to change a bit around here. Presidente Soares sent out an email to all
the missionaries saying that we should not watch TV but because of the large
influence of the cup, those who do watch the games, or in other words those who
want to be fubecas (slackers) need to be with a leader of the church. Sister Olla and I have decided that we will
concentrate on the mission work here and not watch any games.
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