I have a lot to be thankful in my life; my kids, my husband, and his job, our home, two working vehicles, decent health, food to eat... the list goes on. But there is one thing that I am the most thankful for though, and that is the blessing of the Gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. This hasn't always been the case, I mean, I've always known about the Gospel, but I didn't apply it to my life; didn't take the time to learn all I could about it. And now, I wish that I had started learning about it a long time ago. But I know that God has a plan for us, and for me at least, I was meant to have this Gospel shared with me thru some very special people, Missionaries.
I know that most of you know which ones I'm talking about. They sometimes ride around on bicycles, other times they walk and occasionally they even drive cars. They show up at your door wanting to share a special message with you. Many people shut them out, refusing to hear the message that they are there to share. I know first hand now that for these young men and women it's hard for them to have those doors shut, but they are strong and faithful and leave with their heads held high and continue to press forward, searching for those who will take the time to listen to what they have to share.
I've had the honor and privilege of having fifteen of these young men and women in my home over the past fifteen months. I am blessed to say that all of those who walked thru our door became very near and dear to our family. We love them like they are our sons and daughters. We fed them, helped with their laundry, cheered them up and just helped out in any way that we could so that they would feel a little less alone while they were so far from their families serving the Lord.
What they did for us was far greater than anything we could have done for them. They taught us to love one another, to spend more time together as a family, to eat together as a family, pray as a family, read our scriptures as a family. They taught us to be more patient, kind, understanding and more importantly, more forgiving. Our family is stronger than ever before because of the time they took to help us learn how to be a better, more loving, family. What a blessing!
Since our move from New York, we've been pretty sad. We had to leave all of those wonderful Missionaries up there to continue serving others and the Lord. We have Missionaries down here in Tennessee, but with Danny's schedule, it's hard to work out a time and date to meet. But with the help of Facebook we are able to stay in contact with our Missionaries from New York. Another wonderful blessing!
They always seem to know when we are in need of some Spiritual uplifting and they never hesitate to share comforting words, a relevant scripture, a past talk or a Mormon message video with us. We always feel so much better after our chats with them. They truly care about our family and want to help us any way that they can. But, it's not just us that they care about, they care about everyone that they come into contact with. They have such big, compassionate hearts and are always ready to help someone in need, never expecting anything in return.
My family and I learned so much from each of them. We know that they will continue to be a part of our lives for a long, long time and that makes us very happy. Yet another treasured blessing in our lives.
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