E and V (not putting their names out on the internet) were baptized this week. How to even
begin with that story? Picture this. You have left your family, your career,
your country... Everything that is familiar to you. You spend a month traveling
on foot through the desert, for a week you don't even take off your shoes, and
you barely survive off the food you receive. You even go days without food and
water, and then you come into a country where you can't speak the language were
you stay in a gym, with sheets hung up to make makeshift private living spaces
for over a hundred people. And you endured all of this because you were
searching for something. Something that you were not able to find in your home
country, because of dictatorship and terrorism. Now imagine that you were
invited to a church service where the things taught were totally different from
what you were familiar with. There you learned about a son of man, who was also
the son of God. You felt the light of Christ touch your heart for the first
time. You then met the sister missionaries and they began to teach you about
this man, Jesus Christ and about his restored gospel. And as you read the Book
of Mormon you began to feel the truth in its words. You meet other people of
your same nationality who help translate the message of the restoration.
Then you decide to accept the invitation to follow the
example of Jesus Christ and be baptized by someone holding the priesthood
authority. This is a huge step for you, your life will forever be different. In
fact by doing this you lose one of the things that means the most to you. Your
whole culture, your history, your family. You gather your courage and tell your
father that you have decided to choose to follow Jesus Christ, and he then
tells you that if you ever return home you are not welcome and that you would
be killed. You then gather up all he faith that you can muster and trust God
and decide to be baptized anyways. And it becomes one of the most beautiful and
amazing moments of your life. And then you realize that this was the right path
for you all along, and that God has a great plan in store for you.
I believe that God has touched the hearts of these men.
There is a divine dance on the earth as we speak. And beautiful choreography of
people and cultures and races... And as we dance among one another we have the
chance to share this good news of the gospel with those who never would have
had the chance to hear it before... The world is changing and the dance steps
are picking up speed.
Liebe Grüße
Sister Shurts