Why should I be jealous because you choose to be kind?
Highlight of the week: without a doubt, General Conference.
Thankfully we were able to watch most of it in English, which was a nice little
surprise. We also had a little miracle. Saturday night after the
first session of conference all the missionaries from Bari and Bitonto went
into a room and we prayed together in a kneeling prayer so that, if God would
let it happen, that someone from the conference pass-along cards we made
would/could come to a session of General Conference. Then, right after
the opening prayer of the last session we had someone, a contact from the
previous week from one of the missionaries in Bari show up. Sweet huh?
We were also able to meet with Heather. She is a very outgoing
and interested woman. We were able to do a church tour and lesson 1 with
her. She asked so many questions. She didn't really like that we couldn't
really explain what we do in the temple. But she was really open to
reading the Book of Mormon and even asked if she could highlight and mark the
book.
We also met with Besi. A 19 year old boy from Albania.
His mom is about to die from cancer and he is having trouble quitting smoking
and just needs comfort. Sadly, none of
our investigators were able to come to conference... =( Francesco (the mason)
got 2 hernias this week and was in the hospital. Frank Christmas is
trying to avoid us... I think he is kind of tired of us. The Lord knows what
he's doing.
Quickly I wanted to give a shout out to Anziano Millers mom.
She (and his dad) did a good, no great job, raising a son. He is always a
good example and loves to work hard.
And now, I'd like to give a shout out to my mom, who's birthday is
on Sunday. She is easily the best example I have ever had in my life of
how to live serving others and giving to those in need. Thanks mom. =) Ti
amo.
Ciao cari.
Oh, I loved how those girls put that picture up on facebook.
They stopped us on the street by saying hello, like everyone does and we
explained who we were and what we do and then they asked if we could take a
picture together. I totally forgot about that!
I am
part of the "Fellowship of the Unashamed."
The die
has been cast. I have stepped over the line.
The
decision has been made. I am a disciple of
Jesus
Christ. I won't look back, let up, slow down,
back
away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present
makes
sense, and my future is secure.
I am
finished and done with low living, sight walking,
small
planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams,
chintzy
giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no
longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position,
promotions,
plaudits, or popularity. I now live by
presence,
lean by faith, love by patience,
lift by
prayer, and labor by power. My pace
is set,
my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my
road is
narrow, my way is rough, my companions few,
my
Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought,
compromised,
deterred, lured away, turned back,
diluted,
or delayed.
I will
not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the
presence
of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder
at the pool of popularity, or meander
in the
maze of mediocrity.
I am a
disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until
Heaven
returns, give until I drop, preach until all know,
and
work until He comes. And when He comes to get
His
own, He will have no problem recognizing me.
My
colors will be clear.
--
Vi Amo,
Anziano Stewart
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