This has been an awesome filled week with many a moments
that have strengthened our faith and helped us to learn what humility really
is.
First of all, 2 of the 3 Hondurans got baptized - Jenny and
Nancy. We have worked our missionary
buns off to help this blessing come to pass for them. The DAY before their baptism we went over to
finish up teaching them and had just began with a prayer and a few sentences
when Abigail (The 3rd Amiga) walks in with some friends. They sit down and we
awkwardly just sit there making small talk until we took ahold of the
conversation and started answering questions about our beliefs. They seemed
very interested and continued asking more and more. Then the wrecking ball hit.
The husband asked us our beliefs on the Trinity. We explained how we believe
that we have our Heavenly Father (God) and that each of us are His spirit
children. We then explained how Jesus Christ is the Son of God and therefore our
brother. The Holy Ghost is a spirit who testifies of Jesus Christ and HF. Each
is separate but the same in purpose, to help us return and live with God again.
We know that in Corinthians it says that God will always have us testify of God
by two or three witnesses. Jesus Christ and Holy Ghost will ALWAYS testify of
the Father and try to achieve His purposes for us. Anyway, this set the husband
off. He started disputing it and trying to debate it with us. The spirit
just left and the spirit of contention consumed the conversation. It was gone.
My heart was pounding and I was starting to just get frantic. I could FEEL it
gone and NEEDED it back immediately. It was awful. We firmly told him that we
didn't want to fight and that he had his beliefs and we had ours. That was the
end of it. He just looked at us and said, "I can't change you...but God
can. I wasn't going to come in to the home but it's a good thing I did."
Then Jenny, our investigator, started asking him questions and debating with
him. He got up and started pacing around, shaking fingers and speaking loudly.
Turns out, he was a pastor from another church. We were terrified. Our sweet girls
whom we loved with all our hearts were listening to false doctrine IN THEIR
HOME. Long story short, we went home terrified. Couldn't sleep. When we got to
their home the next night they explained that they still wanted to be baptized
and that this pastor was actually an answer to prayer. They knew that he was a false
church and that ours was the restored truth. Jenny was debating with him because we
wouldn't and she knew he was wrong! Their baptism was in the ocean and
afterwards, they both exclaimed how wonderful it felt. I love these girls with
all my heart and would gladly take bullets, physical or spiritual, for them
any day. But God doesn't work that way. He loves us all so individually that
He will test us in ways only we can truly use to overcome our weaknesses and
find joy.
I love my companion! Together for at least six more weeks! |
Hna Lake
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