January 27, 2014
First serve.
This week was so different and I just have no idea where to
start. Probably with the fact that our "maintenance required" car light
has been on for a week. No, wait, I don't want to start with that.
Second serve.
Well. The last week of my life was all about service.
Funny thing, when I pictured "missionary service" I
pictured teaching lessons instead of hauling dressers and basically the
contents of a house from a storage unit, to a U-Haul, up a flight of
stairs, and into an apartment. But I guess that when we go to toil with
our "heart, might. Mind. and strength," It really means strength.
It also means might…as in I miiiiight die from lack of oxygen,
which is how I felt at our second service of the week. We blew up about a
bajillion balloons for a less active member, as it was her son's birthday
party. Let me just say that I was surprised at the strenuousness of that
activity! Forget your P9X, and Google the nearest Mexican
fiesta! Seriously. the verdict is still out on which of the aforementioned
activities was more physically taxing. Although… the second included
bacon-wrapped hot-dogs so........it wins for preference by a MILE.
This was all done as our car was supposedly being serviced, but
the car shop was unusually full both Friday and Saturday, so here's to hoping
that the “maintenance required” light is just a malfunctioning bulb. -But the opportunities we had to do service this week truly were such amazing experiences. Some
people say that the fastest way to the heart is through the stomach, but I have
to disagree. It is up the stairs, carrying a box full of little boy's
shoes for a new investigator. Service is the easiest way to make a friend
because you are showing your love and effort to them through an action.
When Jesus Christ was on the earth he taught:
"But he that is greatest among you shall be your
servant" Matthew 23:11
The only way to BE a servant is to serve.
Serice rids one of guile, opens the door to charity, and practices
the law of patience. If we love one another, then we will serve them.
Game. Set. Match.
As always, great love from…
-Hermana Thomas
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