It all started on Monday, with the Balasco family. It was my first time meeting them and it was an incredible experience. We had planned to go there and teach them about the word of wisdom, but after talking to them, we felt like we needed to read in The Book of Mormon. We decided to start from the beginning.. 1 Nephi 1. As we read, I felt like things weren't going all to great. There wasn't a ton that I could apply to their situation, especially in Spanish. When we finished the chapter, I learned a really important lesson; that I am not the teacher.
We started talking about what we read and the dad, Jose, put his hand on his heart and said, "I don't know what it is, but I feel different right now. I feel something inside." We bore our testimonies with all of our hearts that it was the spirit that he was feeling, testifying that the things that he was reading are true!
As the week went on, it was really hard to keep in contact and to see them because they are really busy. It was so important that we did though, because they had a baptismal date which means that they needed to come to church in order to be baptized on the planned date. We visited them on Wednesday for about 5 minutes, then set up an appointment to see them again on Saturday. When we got to their house though, they had forgotten and weren't at home. Sunday came, church started and they didn't come.
Dryden and I were both a little discouraged. We had been praying, fasting, using members to help us, etc. and they still hadn't come. As I sat there and thought about it, wondering what more we could have done, the words of President Uchtdorf came to my mind.
We had done our part, but even then, sometimes God has a different plan in mind, something far greater than what we can understand. I know that!
We also had a very humbling experience with another one of our investigators on Friday. Earlier that night, we decided to tract a really nice neighborhood. The houses were massive, they had doorbells, and they were all decorated beautifully for Christmas. Dryden and I couldn't believe how fancy things were. Just the night before, we had been tracting in an area where people literally lived in sheds; the comparison of the two areas is unreal.
After about an hour of knocking, we went to visit the Machatos, who live in a tiny, little trailer. Hno Machato began expressing to us just how blessed he is. He told us how he has been given so much... his home and his family; so what more could he ever want?
I thought of how just minutes before we were in a neighborhood where the houses were about 8x's the size of that tiny trailer and yet, this man was grateful.I am so grateful for his humbling example. There is nowhere else that I would have rather been that night, than in the house of this incredible family.
I know that God is aware of the needs of each of his children and that He has a plan and that He is directing this work!
Love,
Hermana Rupp