Semana 83: It Only
Happens When Serving In Zion
I realized this week
I've been mislabeling my weekly emails home. I'm actually on week 83 and not
week 80. I'm not exactly sure how that was changed but I figured I should
change it now at least so it is correct. Things are going well out here in
Beaver. The small town lifestyle is kind of growing on me more and more every
week. the Lord definitely has given me the patience to learn to love this way
of life and the people. I remember how we would laugh at how everyone knew
everyone in Randal and would say thing like, "Oh yeah, Johnny lives three
houses down from Dave, next to the Smith's boy". Funny thing is I'm
starting to see how people are related like that here in Beaver! :P
It was a really fun
week getting to go to not only the Monday and then going to the Manti Temple on
Thursday. I forgot to mention last week that we saw Julie B. Beck's husband in
the temple (She is the former general Relief Society President). Then on
Thursday at the Manti Temple the whole primary general presidency was at the
temple. Several of the women were Hispanic and I wanted to speak with them but
I never had the opportunity. Only in Utah can you go to two different temples
in a week and see members of the general presidencies of the church and their
spouses. It is such a blessing to be serving in Zion.
Tuesday went really
well. We taught six lessons and we were able to meet with the Guzman’s again.
We explained why the scriptures are so important and how The Bible and The Book
of Mormon go together to testify of Jesus Christ. I don't know why but this
family is one of my favorites here in Beaver. It was hard getting to see them
the rest of the week. It seemed like we always stopped by at times when someone
wasn't home or they were leaving. I've been racking my brain trying to figure
out a way to explain to them why this message is so important. They really have
most everything they need. They don't really have any problems and generally
speaking those are the hardest people to teach. I love the scripture in Alma 32
that says, "Therefore, blessed are they who ahumble themselves without being bcompelled to be humble; or rather, in
other words, blessed is he that believeth in the word of God, and is baptized
without cstubbornness of heart, yea, without being
brought to know the word, or even compelled to know, before they will
believe." Humility is such a hard thing to teach, especially when someone
is unaware of the need to be humble. It reminds me a lot of our family and how
I didn't go to church just because I didn't know I needed it. Life was good without
going to church. Now, the bigger picture is clear and I know that it is a
commandment from God to go to church. When we humblest ourselves to the will of
the Lord he only opens up the windows of Heaven to bless us more.
Thursday we had the
temple trip to Manti. I cannot find words to describe the joy of entering into
The House of The Lord. The purpose of these houses of the Lord is so that we
can make covenants with our Father in Heaven so that we may return to live with
him someday as an eternal family. So many people believe we as Latter Day
Saints are force to keep "too many rules". What they fail to realize
is that man did not create these terms by which salvation comes but the Lord,
is the dictator of these terms. He has given us these commandments so that we
may have everlasting joy, unspotted from the filth of this world.
Friday we had ANOTHER
meeting, this time up in Richfield with President Leonard. He recently went to
a mission Presidents seminar in Salt Lake City and so he came to share what he
learned. My respect for President Leonard grew tenfold from this visit. I've
always felt President lacked emotion for this work and showing genuine
sincerity. I guess that stems from never seeing him get emotional and this time
he did. It just made me want to stand by him and support him more.
Saturday was busy in
the afternoon but the evening was pretty slow. It seemed like the whole town
was either doing something for Homecoming, a Hispanic party for two ninos that
were baptized in Cedar City or a wedding reception for a prominent family here
in Beaver. The one thing about small towns is that if something is going on, we
know about it.
Sunday was the temple
dedication of the Brigham City Temple. It was broadcast to all of Utah and
parts of Southern Idaho. This is the 139th temple dedicated and the 14th temple
in Utah. It is staggering for me to think that in just approximately 1.5 years
5 temples have been dedicated to the Lord. Temple ordinances and work for the
dead have always been signs of the full gospel on the earth (1 Cor. 15:29,
D&C 109:8-9). It is amazing to see how many beacons are dotting the globe
today.
I was reading this
week and I loved Psalms 27:1,14: "The Lord is my alight and my bsalvation; whom shall I cfear? the Lord is the dstrength of my life; of whom shall I be
afraid? aWait on the Lord: be of good bcourage, and he shall strengthen thine
heart: cwait, I say, on the Lord." I just
fell in love with those verses. Just as the Lord is a light, HIS holy house is
a beacon unto all who have desires to serve the master. He is my life and my
salvation. It is a divine blessing to have the fullness of the gospel once
again restored to the earth in this, the final dispensation before the second
coming of the Messiah. There is nothing better than serving a mission. I'm
livin' the dream! Vaya con Dios.
Dios es amor,
Elder Bennion