Miracles Happen. This I know.
I even wrote a song about it while I was in Assen. It's about an
experience that I had on a Northbound train out of Amsterdam. And the
day that I had while I was in Amsterdam. But this experience is about a
day I had in Gouda. That's where I am now. And miracles are STILL
HAPPENING.
So
remember how I told you about looking up George and finding Matt? The
plot thickens GEORGE NEVER ACUTALLY LIVED THERE. Crazy, right? So here
we have found Matt, this gem of a guy, who is totally ready to be
baptized and loves God and has the greatest testimony of gospel
principles that I have ever heard, and we tell him--yo. You need to get
baptized. and what does he do? AGREE. And now he is praying over dates
and telling all his friends and educating everybody on the difference
between LDS and FLDS (because that is not even CLOSE to the same faith)
and pretty much...that's cool. and we just kinda showed up at the right
place at the right time for him to realize this. I was kinda thinking
"well, he'd be getting baptized with or without us"but while we weere
talking to him last night it was really cool that he expressed his
testimony that we were sent from God at the right time to give him that
extra push that he needed at this point in his life. God numbers his
sheep. He is aware of them. And he loves them.
And
whenever I need that extra push in my life-- I know that Christ does
not only give me the extra push I need, but he carries me. The atonement
is powerful and it is everything. Without it, nothing else really
matters. I'm thankful for a life of meaning.
xoxo
Zuster Hoff
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