September 24, 2013
LAST
WEEK IN THE MTC BAYYYBBBEEEYYYYY
Holy Moses the time is really flying! I only have 1 Year 10
months left of my mission!! I don't like the thought of that at all. I am
really starting to fall in love with the work. I am really getting good at the
language at this point but I’m sure when I get to Mexico I will be back to
square 1 haha. But I know that God never gives a commandment without providing
a way to accomplish the task. He has commanded me (also all of you reading
this) to become fishers of men. Why would he ask this of us if he knew we couldn’t
do what He has asked. I have 100% trust in the lord at this point. No matter
how good I can speak the language or how simply I explain the doctrine without
god and the spirit there is no way to convert anyone, as I write these words I
am overcome with the spirit testifying to me that these things are true, and
that if we just get into the right place at the right time, and are worthy of
the spirit you WILL ALWAYS teach with the power and authority of God. This is
not our work people this is Gods work, and he loves and cares about his children
more than we can ever fathom!!
I would like to share a story real fast that was shared with
me at a devotional from an Elder Bateman, a retired General Authority. He told
us about a girl that left the MTC 5 months ago and wrote home this
story..."We were at the Sacramento California regional Hospital getting
routine check ups when out of the wooden doors a man was rushed in to the room
next to us, doctors were shouting and nurses were flying everywhere, I knew the
man was on his death bed. As I watched the doctors try to stabilize this man I
saw the man breathe his last breath of air. He was gone; he died right in front
of me. A few minutes later I saw the mans wife rush through the same wooden
doors that the man came through not 20 minutes before I saw as she ran into his
room, and saw her fall to her knees and started to cry, like only a person that
has lost the love of her life cry. She began to shake his body begging him to
come back and the look on her face was a look of despair, loneliness, and a sense
of loss that she could never get back. But I knew in my heart that our message
was one that could bring her back the feeling of peace and that families are
forever. Before I could talk to the woman she was taken out of the room by
hospital staff I felt horrible inside cause I never got to share our message
with her. I was sick for days and I always remembered the woman. A few weeks
later we were out knocking on members doors and it was almost time for us to
return home. My companion suggested that we retire for the night but I was
prompted by the spirit to knock on one more door. We went up did our normal
routine asking for referrals and we asked if she knew about anyone that has
received a loss recently. The member said that her neighbor had a husband pass
away recently, my heart skipped a beat and I thought maybe this could be that
woman, so we got her address and payed her a visit the next day. We went to the
address that the member provided us, and the woman that I saw from the hospital
answered the door, she let us in and we began talking to her about the passing
of her husband. I told her that we were in the room next to the one your
husband passed away in, she began to cry and I pulled out my journal and gave
it to the woman and told her to read it and she began to sob even harder. I
told her that we had a message from God, and that message was that she will see
her husband again. The look on her face I will never forget. GOD DOES NOT
FORGET ABOUT HIS CHILDREN! He wanted me to find this woman, and He needed her to
feel the spirit and love of God and to hear the message of the restored gospel
of Jesus Christ. God is real and wants everyone of us to return to him but we
just need to listen to the spirit and act on his promptings."
This absolutely wrecked me. It hit home so hard for me
because I was always so worried about the language or how well I knew the
doctrine but ever since I heard that story I just find the needs of the
investigator, and just say what I feel prompted to say and the holy ghost must
speak Spanish because I for sure don't, yet every time I turn over and submit
to the will of the Father I am filled with the words of God. I am no longer McKay
Rodabough I am Elder R(do what God says and you will be blessed out the
wazoo)odabough. Guys I love this work and I haven't even taught a real person
yet. The time is already flying by. The MTC has really prepared me for the
field, and it has kicked my butt hard. There were many times I just thought
like why am I here or why don’t I just go home. But I have caught the vision, I
am ready to forget myself, and not worry about anything else for 1 Year and 10
months from this day. I love the gospel and I would be a total different person
without the gospel, and I cannot thank Jesus enough for the atonement. I want
to encourage all of you to put off the natural man and stop with the things
that are holding you back from being happy. Why do we add to Jesus's suffering
in the garden, EVERY SINGLE TIME we sin we send a package to Jesus that says
"first class delivery from Adam McKay Rodabough" That package adds to
the pain that Jesus felt in the garden. Every time I am about to do something
that I know to be wrong I think about what I am giving to Jesus. I love all of
you and I cannot wait to hug and kiss all of you when I get home, but until my
time is up I am going to change some lives first. I need people to feel that
sense of peace and love that we feel everyday. I am hyped out of my mind to get
out and to serve I’m pretty sure I’ve said that like 5 times already. But
anyway I gotta go. I fly out on October 1! Well anyway gotta go love you all more than
you can ever know.
La Iglesia es
verdadero
-Elder Rodabough
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