I am so thankful to be a missionary. I LOVE BEING A MISSIONARY! I pray that I will never stop being a missionary for the rest of my life.
This week we were able to go to Karlštejn and to a little memorial where the mission was dedicated. Though it was like covered by trees and overgrown with plants, it had one of the most beautiful spirits I have felt. I am so thankful for brave people who started to teach the message of happiness to my wonderful Czech brothers and Sisters even if that meant putting there lives at risk. I am so thankful for my brother and sisters who kept the light going even during communist rule. I know this Gospel blesses each who get to be around it if they make the Savior a priority.
From more than one example, I have learned to be so thankful for at least what we have--whether that be a lot or a little. Job said "the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord." Everything we have God has given us. Sometime what the Lord gives us, he takes away again. At this point in Job's life, he has lost almost everything. Yet he still praises the Lord.
I have had two examples of this this past week in this mission. Last week, we received a message from our investigator Z____ that his mom is no longer with
us. We tried to be as sensitive as possible to the situation when we met on Friday. We asked if he had prayed since his mom died; he said no. We again explained prayer, that we can ask God anything, and He will surely answer us. We asked if he would pray, and he said, "I need to first pray on my own. I want to thank God for what he has given me." We were in awe. This boy just had his mother taken from him, but he wanted to thank Him for what He had given him.
The other example was this sweet old lady. We were walking up this huge hill yesterday as this old lady was watching us. She could barely walk. She told us to come in, that she would love to sit and talk for a while. She told us of when her health started declining, how she occasionally would fall on the ground and not be able to get back up, the passing of her husband, and so on. But he said every morning, "I thank God that I can live that I can breath, and find strength through Jesus Christ." She was filled to the brim with thankfulness.
I am so thankful for the wonderful examples of thankful people I have had my whole life!
Save the Trees and Pray Always
Sestra Baxter