My Dad Shared the Gospel

Here is portion of story my dad shared with us that he had on one of his many air plane rides. 

He had prayed to be able to give away a Book of Mormon.  As he decided where to sit for the flight, he said, "I looked at each seat and remembered my commitment to talk to someone if opportunity permitted.  I kept moving to the back of the plane.  There was an open overhead spot for my carry on and an isle seat on the next to back row.  The young woman in the window seat looked at me as I asked if I could sit in her row.   She smiled and said yes."

Dad learned she was most recently from Florida.  "She did not like where she lives because of the life style is very degraded and scary.  She was raised Christian but with no particular affiliation with any denomination.  Her husband divorced her after 23 years of marriage because he wanted to be free to do as he wanted.  She finished raising their 2 daughters and is now wanting to move to somewhere where she can have a better living situation and perhaps find a good man if there are any left. She was heading to SLC to visit a past friend who has lived in SLC for a few years and loves the people and culture but she and her husband are not LDS.  This trip came on a whim to my new friend when her friend suggested that they get together.

"Our conversation came to the church when I suggested to her that she might consider coming west and living in the SLC area.  Her comment was that she did not think that she could live among the Mormons.  I said to her “I am a Mormon”.  She said that she had met many members of the church and found that all to be very nice and that her daughters seemed to pick up LDS friends while they were growing.  She had gone through an LDS Temple open house in Florida and was impressed with it.  She asked me to tell her some about the church.  We talked about Joseph Smith, the restoration and when I ask her if she knew of the B of M she replied yes, but I don’t know what it is about.  I told her one purpose of the book is for evidence from God that He had given us a restoration of the gospel.  She was very interested in it and asked questions to get an understanding.

"One part of our discussion about our country she said that she listened to Glen Beck daily.  Then she looked and me and ask “Isn’t he a Mormon”.  I said yes.  When I said that she suddenly got a far away look and stared straight ahead for a few moments and I wondered what I said that would cause such a change.  After a moment she came back and looked at me and said “I have never thought about converting”.  Then she got contemplating again and directed our conversation to SLC and what are the LDS people like.  I assured her that she would fit in and be very comfortable among us.

"We were landing about this time and when the plane began to unload I said to her “I have an extra Book of Mormon, would you like it?”  Her face lit up and said “I would love it and I will read it.  You have peeked my interest.”  After we had collected her luggage she asked if she could give me a hug then she departed with her friend.  She has my business card and she asked if she could call me when she needed encouragement.  I hope to hear from her."

I think it is so neat when people share the gospel.  Thanks for your example to me, Dad!

I Know! I'm Sorry!

It is a not legal to scan it and put it here.  But , you see, I could not resist.  It just qualified as sunshine in my soul today!!!!

Just makes me smile.  He is so stinkin' cute!

Sleep Deprived

I am on dexamethazone, a steroid to reduce swelling caused by the cancer in the brachial plexus.  Steroids are short term solutions so Dr. M. is weaning me off so I can get back to sleep--hallelujah!  It will still take a few days to recover to normal.  Meanwhile I have also been struggling with nerve pain and other pain to my left arm. I also fear that I will never recover use of it.  I have seen no improvements.  Yesterday the nerve medication seemed to kick in with a vengeance.  I was so dizzy.  Mary did not want to let me rest.  I was grouchy.

But, while you all have been peacefully slumbering (I'm assuming--and sincerely hope!)...  I have been enjoying a wonderful book called Joseph & Emma: A Love Story by Marsha Newman and Buddy Youngreen.  I am borrowing it from my grandma, which for some reason makes it even more enjoyable.  This book talks about the deep love, even some of the romantic love between Joseph and Emma Hale Smith. It has insights I had never before considered.  It is a novel and therefore the authors have taken a few literary liberties.  But I shall never think of Joseph and Emma the same.  I have always been very sympathetic to Emma, I have never condemned her at all, have loved and cherished her.  But this book adds even more.  It tells of how they adored each other.  Joseph would carry Emma sometimes, he sought for her comfort above anything else.  She did the same for him.  She would watch other couples and notice that she and Joseph had something so special and unique.  It makes me happy that Joseph and Emma had such a special gift given to them to help them endure their lives of pain.

There is also Volume II that I have in my possession and will read it next.  Looking forward to it....

prayer

I had something wonderful happen yesterday at the end of a long and somewhat depressing day.  I wish I had the time and energy to script it all out.  The short version is we were trying to get family home evening to happen.  I was lying on my bed totally under a blanket, near melt-down status.   I quite often allow myself to succomb to those moments (I'm really embarrassed to admit that) and feel horrible about it for days to come.  But last night I sat up,  I bowed my head and I prayed for help.  I did not get any strong impression or feeling or anything like that but just said to myself, "Now go be nice, you can do that much."  And I did.  And I even started feeling it in my heart and it turned out to be a most pleasant evening with my family.  I am still basking in the of the wonder and simplicity of it all.