On Wednesday we were able to witness a
miracle. I fasted because I just felt the need to fast and also I needed added
strength going into a baptismal interview that I was to conduct for a baptismal
candidate in my district, but it turns out the interview was cancelled and
rescheduled for the next day. So I went throughout the day still fasting hoping
that something will happen. So the day came and went at a pretty normal pace,
nothing too exciting happened and I ended my fast at six. That evening we had
an appointment at 7:30 and this appointment was a pretty solid one and so we
brought a member with us. We showed up at the door and she said that she was
having some family problems and that now was not a good time. So I'm thinking
to myself, this stinks both of our scheduled appointments today (the baptismal
interview and the one at 7:30) has fallen through. So we get into the car and
the member asks us what our backs up plans were and so I looked into my planner
and looked up our backup plans and for some reason they didn't feel right. I
look at Elder Johnson was like, hey what the heck lets go see this guy who we
dropped off a BOM to like a week earlier, so we drove clear across our area to
this man’s house and he wasn't home. So we drove a little further and stopped
at a potential investigator that we had, but she answered the door and said
that now wasn't a good time. So by this time it was 8:15ish. My first thought
was, there has to be someone here who is ready so let’s go tracking. Then my
second thought was, no this member has some homework to do so we can just turn
around and drive home and by that time it will be 8:30 and 30 mins isn't too
bad to cut short and also we will give the member 30 extra mins of reading time
tonight. So I sat there for like 5 mins just contemplating in my head what to
do. Then all of a sudden I hear myself say, let’s go down Colorado road.
Colorado road was about two blocks away and so we turned down that road and as
we starting driving down it I remembered a referral that this area had received
like 8 months ago that lived on Colorado road. So we knocked, and she came to
the door and invited us in. We found out that she has some medical problems,
but she has a strong testimony in the Book of Mormon and also Joseph Smith. The
reason she has not been baptized yet is because she has commitment issues and
also she is afraid to go to church with her medical problems. So it was cool to
see how everything just lined up in order for us to find this girl. We hope
that we will be able to work through her problems, and see her into baptism.
Well I will at least, seeing as I am still going to be in Lexington. Then we
had another miracle this week. The baptismal interview that was cancelled and
then rescheduled for Thursday actually ended up getting baptized on Saturday.
So we invited a bunch of people to come to the baptism, and only one person
showed up. The preacher from the other church that we have been getting close
with. He showed up and he loved the service, he had a lot of questions.
Questions that we answered as best as we could, but he said that he loved it.
Now I am going to switch gears and talk about trials. I am grateful for the
chance that we all have to go through trials and times in our lives where we
feel humbled and our dependence on the Lord grows more and more. As I started
to write my mind reflected back to a scripture in Ether 12:27 "If men come
unto me I will show unto men their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they
may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves
before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then
will I make weak things become strong unto them." This last week was a
really bitter sweet week and once again I was humbled. I am hoping and praying
that this is a good enough humbling experience to last me for a while, but
probably not, I can be pretty prideful. Anyways our top progressing
investigator, the one who was set for baptism on Sept 15 dropped us yesterday
actually. So that was a hard pill to swallow and I am still trying to swallow
it. She was doing so well and ready and on fire for her baptism date and then
her mom talked her out of it. It was one of those, pinch me now, I am dreaming
right?! But she explained how she wants some time to think about it, and if she
still wants to get baptized then she will wait for a year or two. So we have
experienced both ends of the spectrum this week.
Elder Taylor
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