This week while studying, I remembered an experience I had many years ago. I was reading the scriptures – the Book of Mormon, specifically – and I was having a really hard time concentrating. I had read several verses, but then couldn’t remember what I’d just read. So I would re-read the verses. And it still wouldn’t sink in and make sense. I repeated this pattern a few times before I realized what the problem was. I was frustrated with a situation (and a couple of people) at the time and had some negative “vibes” in my heart. In my exasperation, I said a silent prayer to be lead to a verse that would help me, and then I flipped the pages of my BoM and randomly put my finger on the page. These are the words my finger landed on: “Behold ye are worse than they … ” (Helaman 13:26). “WHAT?! How can this be?” I tried to rationalize this away and even thought about repeating my experiment, but as I humbled myself, I realized that I was nursing a grudge and letting myself be offended. God was telling me to MOVE ON and reminding me of this important principle:
“And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s
eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?
Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the
mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye?
Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own
eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother’s
eye.” (Matthew 7:3-5)
In mission news … This week was Cambios (transfers) and we’re
happy to report that all of our departing missionaries made it onto their
respective flights or busses – which is an improvement over the last transfers.
We hosted one sister missionary overnight, but really didn’t get to talk with
her much as she arrived to our apartment late Monday night and then left early
Tuesday morning.
This week was also a training week with the 6-week and
12-week training meetings as well as the leader council meeting. So there were
lots of missionaries in and out of the office and I’m kicking myself for not
taking more pictures!
On Thursday, we drove to the CCM on the other side of town.
A new group of English-speaking missionaries (mostly from the US) arrived at
4:30am that morning and Lane helped our branch president interview them. These
interviews are very informal … just brief get-to-know-you interviews. While
Lane interviewed missionaries, I was able to talk with those waiting and gather
information for the CCM president’s wife about items the missionaries may still
need to get (shower sandals, laundry bag, …), food sensitivities, etc. It was
fun to see these fresh missionaries and feel their excitement.
In neighborhood news … Lane and I try to be friendly as we walk to and from the mission office, saying “buenos dias or buenas tardes” as we pass people. Anyway, one evening, as I was unlocking the outer door to our apartment building, a woman passed by us and Lane greeted her with the standard “Buenas tardes.” She immediately responded with, “Buenas tardes, guapo!” Once inside our building I had to ask, “Did that woman just say, ‘good afternoon, handsome!’?” Yep, that’s what she’d said! I know my hubby is handsome … and so do some of our neighbors!
¡Que tengan una semana fantástica! (Have a fantastic week!)
Love,
Lane & LeAnn
And of course, LeAnn is always searching out and welcoming our little visitor friends. Then makes Lane get rid of them.