Guys, my final transfer could take the most patience out of everything I've faced so far. Remember the depressed elder in my apartment? I'm his companion now.
This is good news, though! I'm no longer with the companion that drove me nuts. Although now it's a bit puzzling to me as to why I couldn't get along with him in the first place. He genuinely wanted to work. That should have been enough.
Now I have to worry about another high-risk situation for the next six weeks. It had me a bit stressed out. I was thinking about it for a while during sacrament when I felt a very strong impression come into my mind: "Was not my sacrifice enough for you?"
Wow. I guess I'll trust God a bit more.
We taught a whole lot of lessons this week. But 16 out of 26 of them were to recent converts and less-active members. We did make a little bit of progress with two of our part-member families. But now I won't be teaching them. Oh well. I hope that I can find the love that I need to succeed in this assignment.
And now for a thought from Shakespeare.The quality of mercy is not strained.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice blessed:It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
Sorry for the brevity. I'll try to find time for more thoughts later.
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