I was serving a mission in Brooklyn and Queens. What else can I say.
Personal History
I’m going to categorize my life history here.
Easter Service
Our Easter Sacrament Meeting Service was excellent. We had amazing music along with a few talks, but one talk really stood out.
Good Dad or Bad Dad
Is spending 10-15 minutes with them the worst thing in the world? There could be a quality moment in there. At a minimum, they may feel their dad loves them enough to care about what they care about.
A Prayer on the Side of the Road
My friend sat on the side of the road praying that he could hear a voice also and it didn’t come.
AA
The natural man in me honestly didn’t want to get involved in Bob’s life. But something told me I should ask. I should be frank about Bob’s alcoholism and this traumatic event. I should encourage Bob to be strong. I should be a sounding board for Bob and let him talk through this. In a sense be a friend or mentor he can talk to if he needs to.
NYNYS Mission October 9-14, 1996
Well on the way back we were making a routine transfer on the train when a wailing voice came out of nowhere “There is only one book that is the word of God” and so on… We’re like “Oh brother.” We kept quiet. I was impressed. “The Mormon Church is wrong.” he continued. Oh well. He followed us on the train but beforehand he said. “Some are Muslims, Some Buddhists Some Mormongs.” Then someone added, “Some crazy Christians” I chuckled. Anyhow to make it short, it lasted the whole way home. As we got off, he hung out the door yelling at us. But two missionaries stayed on and one was behind him as we walked by. I looked out the corner of my eye to see this man come flying out of the train with a little help of the “laying on of hands” by [Elder]. It was so funny. I later heard there was a round of applause, high fives, and cheers by those still on the train. And oh, someone said, “They must not be the true church either.” Oh well, it was sure funny anyhow. The doors closed as he went.
The next step
ave never published the name of this blog outside of this blog until recently. A few weeks ago, I felt as though I should start posting the content of this blog on other sites. So, I created a Facebook account, a Twitter account, and a YouTube account. I’m hopeful the comments and criticism will be positive.
Why in the world am I doing this?
That is the question I must have asked myself a dozen times in the last few weeks.
NYNYS Mission October 1-6, 1996
This is going to start a very sad time on my mission. It will be a hard month, and I will watch a missionary fall from grace over the next few months. Not my companion, but another missionary living in our pad.
How did I do this week? March 1, 2024
And I could recognize that I had not felt the spirit all week. I realized the spirit was nowhere near me and nowhere near where I was staying. And nowhere near the people I was traveling with.