We’ve been hit with the stomach flu, it’s been a crazy party over here! Day one our oldest was hit and threw up 8-10 times, then the next day our second child was hit and threw up 5-7 times, then the next day our third child was hit and threw up 8 times. Jay and I were hit with the sickness in between too. But we are all better now as of yesterday, yay!
Jay was hanging out with his shirt off(ow ow!) when we got home from church and I tried to get him to take a #tyausunday with us but no success, and our son was getting ready to nap, so it’s just me and my girls for our Sunday selfie! Too bad Jay weighs twice as much as me so I couldn’t push him to the mirror to make him take a pic like he did to me!😒
Get your hand off my belly, I am not pregnant! But she wishes I was, hence the hand on my belly. And pretending to listen to the baby’s heartbeat. Oh boy.
Dress from here.
Now onto the Sunday mission story:
JR was an investigator we met while tracting. He seemed like a tough person to get through usually, but we met him right when he had been diagnosed with cancer and was told he had 6 months to live. So he was intrigued to hear what would happen to him when he died and where he would go. He was always out working on his car so our lessons were shared standing next to the car while he would lean against the car with his arms folded, seldomly looking towards the sky then back to us.
One Saturday, I had an impression to go see him. “Let’s go see JR.” I told my companion. My companion, who was my trainor(a new missionary is put together with a missionary who’s been out in the mission field for awhile so they could teach their new companion the ways of the mission life) told me it was too far. We only get a certain mileage limit per day. “I really feel we should go see him.” I said 2 more times but my companion said we can visit him the following Monday.
So Monday came and we went to visit him. His wife answered the door. “He’s not here, he’s at the hospital.” Upon asking how he was doing she said, “He tried to commit suicide last weekend. He held a gun to his head and wanted to kill himself because of the immense pain from his chemo. I tried to talk him out of it but he was so determined. So I called the police and while he was distracted, I snatched the gun away from him and got in my car, drove somewhere and threw the gun away. It was a terrible night.”
“When did this whole thing take place?” My companion asked the wife. “It was on Saturday.” “What time did this happen?” my companion asked. “It was around 5 pm.” My companion and I looked at each other. It was the same time when I had told her we should go visit JR.
We got in the car and we were pretty shaken. We immediately offered a prayer for JR. After the prayer my companion apologized and promised me that she will always listen to me whenever I had a prompting.
And this is from an excerpt from my letter I wrote during my mission to my family/friends:
“As I thought of JR and how he almost left this earth, it scared me. What if he had died right then and wasn’t worthy to make it to Heaven? As I talked to my Father in heaven, I thought if it was possible, I would take JR’s place up in heaven. If he could go to Heaven because I was willing to switch with him, I would do it. Even if that meant I wouldn’t make it to Heaven because of that choice, I would still be happy, knowing that someone else is in a happier place because of me. As I asked God if that was possible, I knew it wasn’t. But how much I wish I could.
Then I thought of Jesus Christ. That is precisely what he did for us! I’m an imperfect human being but since Jesus Christ was perfect, he was able to pay for all of our sins so that the law of justice could be met, so then God could use the law of mercy to bring us to Heaven. Somebody has to pay for the sins. So Jesus did. Jesus, the only perfect, flawless being stooped lower than us all to save us. Wow. But he didn’t do it just for me. He did it for every single soul on this earth. How beautiful the atonement of Jesus Christ is. How perfect and merciful the plan of salvation is. How loving our Father in Heaven is.”
Daisy says
love your new blog look and the sunday missionaries stories are awesome too.