My camera is charging so here is one from http://eckertfarms.blogspot.com/2010/10/carving-perfect-jack-o-lantern.html |
It was about 10:30pm and Sister Mortensen and I were just getting home from playing Volleyball with our Young Single Adult branch here on Long Island . I was exhausted, sick and wondering when I would ever stop feeling down, exhausted and sick. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed. Funny how before the mission, I would easily stay up till 1 or 2 in the morning (Mom and Dad, you didn't just read anything, erase it from your minds!). Now 10:30pm comes along, and I am wiped! Wednesday nights are always so much fun, but rough to get back so late. Anyway, you get the point.
We groggily opened up the front door, and there sitting on the stairs to our upstairs apartment was a big glowing Jack O' Lantern. It lit up the whole dark stairwell, and my mood. I was flooded with the giddyness I used to feel as a little girl. I have never really loved carving pumpkins, and ice cold and slippery pumpkin goo is something I got pretty good at avoiding. But I have ALWAYS enjoyed lit Jack O' Lanterns at night, its worth the effort and mess. Only heaven and probably my family knows how much I love Jack O' Lanterns in October. Its my favorite part of Halloween, even better than getting a Reeses in your pillowcase full of candy!
We stumbled towards it in the dark, and attached to it was a note to me from the elders in my missionary district. (Its essentially our work team as missionaries, and becomes like your family in the mission field.) They knew I was struggling and came to my rescue. I still went to bed that night exhausted and sick, but I did it with a smile on my face.
If there is anything I have learned in my life is that our Savior lives true to his words
in the Doctrine and Covenants 84:88 when he says, "And whoso receiveth you, there I will be also, for I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up." As a missionary I felt this promise burn in my heart as I boarded the airplane to come to NYC. And although sometimes I still get lonely, He is always there to remind me that he is before me, behind me and right beside me. When people would say that they knew Christ was walking with them and carrying their burden, I used to imagine Christ in long white robes walking alongside them nearby, and I longed to feel that same comfort and presence. But on wednesday night, I didn't see my savior's smiling face, actually it was a creepy crooked smile on a pumpkin. But I felt His love and presence and knew he was near me and keenly aware of my struggles and fears. He, well really his angels, my missionary friends, went before my face and left a simple act of kindness. I testify and stand as a witness that Jesus Christ really is in our midst and carrying us, especially through our difficult times. It sometimes is not so much his responsibility to show himself more clearly, but ours to recognize him more readily.
Now I have probably embarrassed the begeezees out of my district, but their example has inspired me to be better and ask the question. Who can the Savior bless through me today? And will I be ready to do so?