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Monday, March 3, 2014

God Works in Mysterious Ways

Last week we got on the subject of injuries we have had and my comp told me the worse injury she has ever had was when she cut her leg shaving...CUT HER LEG SHAVING...That doesn't even count as an injury.  When she tripped and fell walking out of a member's house I knew it would be like the end of the world.  En poco palabras she was grumpy all week.  Saturday she freaked out on me when I asked if she was still in pain.  I guess I just don't understand pain. I hit my limit and cried.  She then freaked out on my for crying because I "had no right to cry".  I struggled through comp study and then got on my knees and cried and cried.  I begged God that I would feel loved.  I begged him to help me make it through the day.  We went to English class and it went really well.  I pulled out my scriptures to share a spiritual thought like I always do and then a non-member student freaked on me.  I guess I have no right to share the gospel of Jesus Christ in his house (let's not get started on how wrong he was.)  I stood up there in front of everyon, completely blindsided with nothing to say.  The only thing I could think was, "God, why today? Why do you hate me?  Of all days...today?  The day I prayed harder than ever to just have someone tell me they love me?"  Then my companion stood up beside me and helped me resolve the situation.  Everyone left and she explained how she "just had to help me out."  I gave her a hug and then realized that God had just answered my prayers.  It took beating to get a hug, but I sure did feel love after.

On Sunday we had another miracle.  Fernando has been talking for weeks now about sharing his testimony this fast Sunday.  I have been half praying that something would happen so that he couldn't come to church or that he would change his mind.  He has got some pretty crazy ideas that really would not be uplifting if shared with the congregation.  When he stood up to go to the pulpit I held my breath.  He then bore one of the best testimonies I have ever heard...better than most members.  He talked about how he was baptized with faith and is searching God more than ever now.  The most impressive part was his face.  I saw a humble and spiritual side of him for the first time.  After church we went and visited him and he explained to us how he felt.  While he doesn't want to admit it I think it is clear he felt the spirit!  He then told us how he had planned on talking about a lot of different things like, Jesus and wine, but when he got up there he forgot everything.  It is truly a miracle and I'm so grateful that I was here to see and hear it.  It was an answer to my many prayers.

It didn't even bleed...

1 comment:

  1. Dear Hannah,
    Please forgive me for writing a personal note on such a public forum but ... I just have to.
    I am SOOOO proud of you! I know we don't know each other well but from the letters you sent in the beginning (until I dropped the ball) until now I see and feel such tremendous growth in you. You are a beautiful, strong daughter of God fighting in a far away land for your brothers & sisters - helping them to find the pathway that will lead them home and I am really, really touched when I read your weekly blog-ita.
    I think of you often and hope you know that you are in my heart always.
    I love you. thank you for sharing your experiences and allowing me to feel the Spirit in my own life ... an all too rare thing.
    Judy

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