Prompted to Bring One More
We
can seldom foresee how the Lord will make us instruments in his hands.
One year when my visiting teaching companion was out of town, my
daughter Elizabeth went with me on my visits. It was Christmastime, so
we baked cookies, wrapped them in cellophane, tied them with red ribbon,
and attached a pine sprig. Then we put all these little gifts in a bag
and had a prayer together. At the last minute I felt a strong prompting
and slipped in an extra package of cookies.
After visiting several houses, we reached the home of a sister who lived with her married son and his family,
all of whom were members. Another older woman, looking very tired, was
there delivering clothing. Her name was Margarita, and she earned her
living doing laundry by hand. Knowing what hard work that is, I handed
her the other little parcel of cookies and wished her a merry Christmas.
With tears in her eyes, she told me that she was completely alone and
that this would be her only gift.
I spoke to her then about the Lord Jesus Christ
and told her that if he is with us, we will not be lonely. I assured
her that she was a daughter of God, who was loved by him just as an
earthly father loves his children and that if she sought him, he would
receive her with open arms. I told her many more things. Her face lit
up, and she agreed to receive the missionaries.
The
next month when we went to visit that house, Margarita was there again.
She hugged us and said, “Now I can really call you sisters. I was
baptized last week.”
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