Dear Family,
This past week we topped the charts with 15 investigators at Church. 10 adults from different families, and
five children. Our next baptism is on the 8th for a sister named U (age
27) who was referred to us by the branch clerk, who was referred to us
by the branch president and a boy named D (age 14), who was referred to
us by one of our recent converts. All of those good members have shown faith in the Lord's message by coming to Church, participating in
their classes, reading the Book of Mormon, and sharing the Gospel with their friends.
P and F were both
confirmed on Sunday and it was one of the sweetest things. After F was
confirmed, she was crying, and I could tell that she had truly felt the
spirit touch her heart that day. I also had the privilege to stand in
the circle for my first blessing of a new born baby.
This
week, we worked hard to help those Elder Kakowa and I are teaching to
feel the true spirit of our message by making sure that they knew how
much we love them, and how much the members love them. On our way to an
appointment, we had just come from a group of houses, and as we
reached the main road, I saw a lady and her small boy getting out of a
taxi just coming from town. She had a big box and two large bags full of
cassava and plantain.
She was trying to ask one of the men that worked
at a sawmill near the junction to look after her bags while she went
home for help. Elder Kakowa and I hurried
over to help. I asked her where she was going (oko-wien) and she told me
that she was going to her house (me ko fea). We grabbed the bags from
the ground, put them on top of our heads, and began walking with her. I
honestly thought it was only going be just down the street, but 15-20 minutes
later after climbing over a few fallen trees, and across a small river,
then up the slippery hill on the other side, we finally reached the
house, sweating like pigs. There were about 5 women sitting outside the
house who quickly rushed towards us to help. When one reached up to take the
bag from me, I spoke to her in Twi and she acted very surprised that an
"obronie" knew some of their language. We placed the goods on the
woman's front door then turned to leave. The woman thanked us over and over again, then asked what we
were doing in Ghana. When we told her that we were missionaries, she
wanted to learn more about the Church. We had another appointment, but we were happy we left a good impression, and set a time to return. As we walked away, I looked at Elder Kakowa and
said; "now didn't that feel good?" His reply; "ya, now that's missionary
work."
The Lord not only puts into our paths people to
teach, but hearts to touch. Although we didn't have time to teach those people, we left an impression about the Church that will hopefully be remembered by that family.
This is the gospel of Jesus Christ. This is His church and I'm grateful to hold His Priesthood. I know
that it works if we have faith and act when we are prompted to do so.
"Because I have
been given much, I too must give..," It is not our priesthood that we
hold, but it is His, and we need to use it more often. I know this Church is true. I am one of His representatives and at the coming day, I
too will feel the nail marks in His hands and in His feet, and I shall
wet His feet with my tears.
Let us all remember who we are so that we can be forever strong!
Love
Elder Hair