Divine Intervention

I know it has been weeks since I posted, in fact, its been a whole month, but I will catch everyone up on the current events in the next few posts. Today, I had an amazing experience and I wanted to post it up while it was still fresh in my mind.

It wasn't the first divine intervention moment I've had in the last month, the first one came about a month ago when I went to church for the first time, and despite being very lost, I had the desire to get on certain buses, ones I had never ridden before, and then I had the desire to get off, and when i got off of Bus 412, I was standing right in front of the church. The Lord made way so that I could get to the church without 1) knowing where I was going and 2) despite my own plan to return back to the starting point and trying the trip again.

Anyway, this one occured today and was really cool. So, those of you who are faith-minded, this story will rock. Those of you who a skeptical, that's cool, but this will probably bore the crap out of you. May it help develope small seeds of faith.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008 10:35 pm
Journal Entry

Today I ran into the missionaries, Elder Clifton and Elder McCain, on their way to an appointment. I was on my way to dinner, so we kept it short, but they decided to give me a mission vocabulary book which they had promised to give me. We parted ways and I ate and went to linguistics class.

Class was an easy day, so I had a lot of downtime and during some of that, I was thinking about the missionaries and received the prompting to Text message the Zone Leaders’ investigator, Scott. I promptly did so, and immediately following, the lady who sits next to me, Ms. Sunbok Yang, noticed the vocabulary book. While I was talking to the professor, she looked the book over and upon my return, she began to discuss it with me.

I talked about the church and the missionaries and after a few minutes of conversation, she told me that she’d received “seirei” (baptism) by the Mormons and wondered if it was the same church. I was surprised, but having been at the center of various different missionary situations like this, I continued talking with her. Turns out that she’s been wanting to contact the missionaries who baptized her, but she didn’t think anyone could find out that information. I gave her the church’s business card, and reassured her that they kept records dating back since the beginning of the church, and if she requested the information, then given some time, they would be able to find it for her.

Later, upon conversing with Elder Clifton on the matter, and after giving a prayer of thanks, the words of Doctrine and Covenants Section 4 came back to my memory: “…see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day. Therefore, if ye have desires to serve God, ye are called to the work.” (D&C 4:2-3)

I may no longer be a called missionary, but being a member makes me an eternal missionary, and if I can continue to serve in the Lord’s toolbox as a member and return missionary, then I am grateful. But the moral is that if none of us, Elder Clifton, Elder McCain, or Myself hadn’t responded to still small promptings, I doubt the Lord would have been willing to work through us. Elder Clifton thought it was important to get me that Vocabulary book, though he could have given me one at any time, and I felt it necessary to respond immediately to the promptings I did receive, and thus it was that the spirit continued to flow and by small and simple means was a door opened, and I pray that by small and simple means a great work will continue forth because the Standard of Truth has been erected and the purposes of God shall be accomplished.