I always, always pray for you. You don't tell me about the struggles at home except for a small hint, but I know the sacrifices that you make every day, and I am so grateful for them. I know how hard it has been at home for the last while, and I can only think that it is for our own good in some mysterious way. That's how God works. Our trials and experiences would be pointless if we weren't to learn from them. Towards the end of last transfer, I was planning on leaving Imbali because my companion and I were having a few difficulties. I was hoping that I was leaving, but I ended up staying. This transfer has taught me patience. I still have much more to learn about patience, but I've learn a good amount so far. I think that I could say that it takes quite a bit to get me really ticked off to the point of yelling and things like that. One of the things that has helped in teaching me patience has been one big headache in the form of three young boys. These 3 boys are members, and I've been trying to get them to read scriptures on their own. Very little success. When we try to read with them, they won't, but I just keep asking them patiently to read. They resist for about 5 to 10 minutes, then they read, and it's nice. I think it teaches me more than it teaches them. What I've learned so far about patience is definitely something that is preparing me for the rest of my life. I love you all so much. Marcus, I don't know when you'll be home, but enjoy your last few days as a missionary. God speed.
Elder Steed
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