Missionaries
Football and Life
In the night I received a wonderful lesson on life from the Holy Spirit. I was taken back to one of my most miserable times of youth. It had to do with football.
My father played football in college. Both of my brothers played high school football. Obviously, it was expected that I would play football. I knew that I had to do it, so as a little boy I took the family football out into a field and kicked it around. It didn’t act like a ball ought to act. It was perverse, and there was no controlling it. It couldn’t be thrown straight, and it never went where it should when I kicked it. Worse yet, I had no idea why it needed to be thrown or kicked. I had never been to a football game, and no one had ever told me anything about its purpose or how it should be played.
Count the Coincidences
In The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints we don’t believe in coincidences. Things don’t just happen by chance. They happen by design.
Take yesterday for example (3 May 2024). I dare you to count the coincidences I’m about to relate, and I defy anyone to say that they happened by chance.
Being Needed
I have a fear. I’m sore afraid of becoming old and non-useful. Being needed is a basic human need, and I can see where the time might come when I’m either no longer useful or not able to contribute.
In thinking about that, I remembered our mission. I have never in my life been more needed, depended upon, or used than during our mission.
New Beginnings
At this minute (9:10 a.m., 13 April 2021) grandson Isaiah is boarding a plane in Boise to begin a new life. He has spent the past six weeks in our home doing an at-home, on-line mission training due to COVID-19 restrictions. He is departing on his mission. He is launching out into the world to begin two years of service to the Lord and to his fellow men. In the process he will become a man. He will learn about his capabilities. He will become conversant in a new language. He will develop a working relationship with the Lord and with the Holy Ghost that will bless the rest of his life. He will return in two years shining. He will have new ideas about how he wants to spend the rest of his life. The rest of his life is now beginning.
Read MoreBirthday Gifts
A month ago Jim Fuller wrote a letter asking me to write a page about our relationship and my conversion. We exchanged letters updating one another about our lives. I mentioned to him that we had had a new baby added to our family every year since 1993; but that I was worried because we were already two months into 2021, and no one had announced a pregnancy.
Read MorePrinciples of Horticulture
I studied horticulture when I went to college, so I become interested when I read verses like this in the scriptures: “Wherefore lay to with your might and call faithful laborers into my vineyard, that it may be pruned for the last time.” (D&C 39:17). Over 60,000 missionaries are out pruning right now, and Church authorities think that number is on its way to 80,000.
Read MorePit Bulls and Protections
Abby Farber and her missionary companion were serving in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. It was a dangerous area in many respects
Read MoreIsaac
Isaac leaves tomorrow for his mission. I have had the opportunity to get very close to this boy since he graduated from high school in May.
Read MoreMarjorie’s Missionary Homecoming Talk
We served our mission in Vanuatu. Vanuatu is a country of 83 islands in the South Pacific.
Read MoreMissionary Correspondence
When my six sons were serving their missions, I wrote them a letter every week. I thought that it was important for them to get a weekly letter, so I don’t think that I ever missed.
Read MoreThree Vanuatu Missionaries
The stories of three sister missionaries serving together in Vanuatu from the Pacific Island nations of Kiribati, Tonga, and Fiji
Read MoreAnother Day in the Life of a Senior Missionary
The first missionary discussion with Dr. Wang didn’t go as planned. On Sunday we had invited him and the sister missionaries to dinner for Tuesday evening. An hour later I had gotten a call about a sick elder in Fanafo. Marjorie and I made a quick run there, and brought the elders back to Luganville. Elder McCain was a very sick young man with a raging fever, a racing heart (193 beats per minute), diarrhea, and a sore gall bladder. Through intravenous rehydration and medicines, Dr. Wang had him stabilized and on his feet by evening, but we had decided to keep him in our care. I gave his companion to another set of elders who needed him, and Elder McCain became my companion for the next couple of days. Our Tuesday evening dinner appointment had thus grown to a party of six.
Read MoreA Day in the Life of a Senior Missionary
Last night Marjorie and I were ready to prepare for bed when we heard someone sing out. “Singout” is what you do here instead of knock on a door. “Elda mo Sista Kerrnnns,” the voice sang. No one ever comes to our isolated veranda at night, and no one can see in, so we don’t even bother to close our curtains.
Read MoreBook of Mormon Missionaries
The philosophies held by, and the techniques used by the missionaries in the Book of Mormon are worthy of examination.
First was Abinadi—courageous Abinadi. His mission call sent him to a degenerate people who were so steeped in sin that the likelihood of success among them was very small indeed. He was aware of that at the outset; but he also knew that unless the people repented, they would be destroyed. They had to be warned. Indeed, the people could neither be converted nor destroyed unless someone should first warn them, for “…the Lord God will do nothing, but he revealeth his secret unto his servants the prophets.” (Amos 3:7).
A Note to Missionaries
I don’t think that we as missionaries have any idea who we are or about the power that we carry with us. In my reading over the past two days I’ve found latter-day missionaries in some surprising places.
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